Although Nian Fuli was a captain, he didn't have a designated car for non-operational duties. Since he was heading to the Patrol Headquarters this time, Chen Chuan picked him up in his Gard Car after they reached the end of the alley.
After getting in, Nian Fuli only needed a few glances to see what was what. "Xiaochuan, is this car modified? Are these armored plates?"
"That's right," Chen Chuan said. "A friend helped me with the modifications."
"This couldn't have been cheap. It must have cost a fortune, right?"
"He didn't charge me."
Nian Fuli was a little surprised. "Well, you've got a good friend, then."
"He certainly is," Chen Chuan agreed.
Since there wasn't much traffic and the matter was urgent, he sped up. In less than half an hour, he brought Nian Fuli to the Patrol Headquarters in Changbao District.
After getting briefed on the situation there, he joined the Patrol Headquarters motorcade and headed for the location where Instructor Che had died.
