2 a.m., and the night was already sunk into complete darkness.
Hu Xiaodong and Wang Qiang were each slumped in their seats in the car, zoning out.
The two of them were on duty for the second half of the night. They'd only been up for two hours, so they were still groggy and sluggish.
Bored out of his mind, Hu Xiaodong reached for the tablet. This time he didn't stupidly go mess with the "China" brothers' masterpieces, but opened up a card game instead and started the long "tap tap tap."
He didn't know how much time had passed. Baptized by Luo Baochun's snoring, Hu Xiaodong lazily stretched his waist.
He hadn't thought that this simple relaxing motion would make him faintly catch some noise outside the window.
Because the snoring coming from beside him, from Luo Baochun, was so loud, Hu Xiaodong couldn't be sure whether his ears were just imagining things.
But he didn't dare take it lightly. He bent down and pressed his ear to the window.
