C630 The Legend of Happy Powder

Uncle Hee looked at the curtain and casually raised his hand to cover his forehead. The weak red dot flashed for a moment before it stopped lighting up.

Then, he reached his right hand under the table and took something from under the table. He held it in his hand and looked at it. A trace of disdain appeared on his lips and he put it in his pocket.

It was a miniature eavesdropper