When the sky was still dark, Xu Mushen quietly slipped out.
About two hours later, he returned silently.
As he stepped into the bedroom, he saw Ye Qijun sitting there.
Xu Mushen nodded at him, then spoke, "I taped the phone and stuck it under the car."
Ye Qijun was silent for a moment and nodded.
He got up and left.
At seven in the morning, the mountain villa of the drug cartel began to stir.
The convoy was preparing to depart.
As Ye Qijun walked out, Xu Qiaoqiao came to see him off.
She stood by the door, gazing at him.
Ye Qijun patted her shoulder. "Don't look so serious. This is my last battle in my career."
Xu Qiaoqiao heard this and nodded, but as Ye Qijun turned to leave, she couldn't help but call out, "Dad!"
Ye Qijun turned back to look at her.
Xu Qiaoqiao stared at him. "You must come back."
Ye Qijun smiled.
Neither answering yes nor no.
As he was about to leave, Xu Qiaoqiao called out to him again, "Dad!"
