Perhaps because Xia Wan'an and her group had almost escaped just now, this time, several people tied Xia Wan'an up where they could see her.
"What should we do? We've already searched the surroundings and couldn't find any trace of that pregnant woman. She probably has already escaped."
"It's all because of this woman. If she hadn't impersonated a pregnant woman, could we have let the real one get away?"
"Damn it, such bad luck. What are we going to tell the client when they show up?"
"..."
As the people cussed and discussed among themselves, the sound of a car approached from outside the factory.
Soon, the car engine was turned off, and the factory's dilapidated iron door was pushed open. A woman walked in.
