C685 Difficult(1)

"Hey, there's a matchbox on the table. If I create some smoke, the smoke detector will automatically go off," Yang Qiming thought, squinting with delight.

However, the next moment, the bodyguard who had cut the phone line came over, grabbed the matchbox, and headed straight to the bathroom. Soon after, the sound of flushing echoed from the bathroom.

"Shit!" Yang Qiming cursed inwardly