"We've been together all the time, but just as the fireworks were ending, we let go of each other's hands. When I turned back, Xinxin was gone, and her phone was off." Shen Qingyan said anxiously.
Nan Mochen's expression was dark: "Any clues?"
"None..." Shen Qingyan was about to cry, "Mochen, let's call the police!"
"No." Nan Mochen squinted his eyes, "I have another way."
"What way?"
Nan Mochen pulled out the necklace around his neck: "Xinxin is also wearing one around her neck, it can be used for tracking."
After over ten years of improvements, these necklaces not only can send distress signals but also locate each other.
Nan Mochen pressed the switch and opened his phone. Shortly after, he located Nan Moxin's position.
They weren't far, only about eight hundred meters away.
"It's behind your company." Shen Qingyan exclaimed in surprise.
"Yeah, it's a bit strange..."
