Silence.
Only the sound of the helicopter's turbine and engine.
Occasionally, Dapao would have Old Zhang question the two fraudsters.
These two were the only remaining fraudsters from Myanmar; the others were killed for not cooperating.
"Head south? Are you sure?" Third Uncle frowned; he remembered it wasn't this direction.
Before Doomsday, Third Uncle had been to Kantuon on a mission in Southeast Asia, so he knew the general direction.
The location given by the fraudster was completely off even in the broad sense.
Old Zhang nodded and said, "Yes, anyway, he said to go south."
Third Uncle gazed deeply at the fraudster who answered.
His eyes were profound, as if they could pierce through him.
The fraudster who answered felt guilty under Third Uncle's stare and lowered his head.
The other fraudster also seemed uneasy, and Third Uncle asked the Jackals, "Do you remember Kantuon being south?"
"No, I remember it's always southwest. Isn't that river the Nu River? Southwest!"
