"It seems like no one has entered or exited Youyang Pavilion for quite a while."
Mu Xiaoyao looked at Baili Xia, but another face flashed through his mind—a face very similar to hers.
Since Youyang Pavilion hasn't seen any traffic, why did that girl stop at its entrance?
However, understanding people's hearts is truly not his forte, so these questions can only linger in his mind.
Returning to the issue of surveillance, he looked at them and said, "So, the footage we see in the surveillance can be said to be static."
"Static? Then..."
Baili Xia was momentarily confused about how this would help them enter.
But Wu Ming, sitting beside them, seemed to have already figured out Mu Xiaoyao's plan.
This kid, truly a genius in this field, came up with a solution in just one day.
He looked at Mu Xiaoyao and raised an eyebrow.
Mu Xiaoyao ignored him and continued looking at Baili Xia.
"Since whether the footage is static or not makes no difference, then we..."
