It was only after hanging up the phone that Huangli thought of the crucial problem: Chaisi was still tearing through Blackmoor City with suicidal recklessness, as if nothing could stand in his way.
You couldn't blame Huangli for her slow reaction. The only people who could calmly collect their thoughts after watching a truck barrel down on them existed solely in fiction.
"Wait, you gave them the entire area," she said, jolting upright. "When we get to our destination, won't we be walking right into a police cordon?"
The area Chaisi had given them was large, intended to disperse the police and keep them guessing about his true direction. But on the whole, Huangli's assessment was spot-on.
"Watch what you say," he said, making a sharp turn and wrenching the car from the main road into a dim, narrow alley. "You sound like a criminal."
Huangli quickly steadied herself, coming back to her senses. "Oh, right. I was 'kidnapped' by you…"
