It was at this moment that Zhou Liang and Ningxia Chuan followed the direction of the surveillance and came over.
They were driving a public bus, a police car.
Fu Jingsheng saw it and pointed: "That's the car from their team, right?"
"Yeah." Song Yi's tone was light: "Let's go."
...
The car accelerated and drove away from the overpass.
The cold wind whistled, and Song Yi looked back. That police car flashed red and blue lights, appearing as if it lingered on the overpass for a long time...
...
The night was as deep and rich as wine.
Back in the apartment, Song Yi packed her things.
She left nothing behind.
She left this place.
Time, she could give him some time.
Before he had thoroughly thought things through, she wanted no entanglements with him.
She had to harden her heart.
Tang Si was a decisive person, and so was she.
Having made a decision, she'd see it through thoroughly. All she wanted was something clean and pure.
