"Captain Huang, who were you calling for?"
Qian Feng turned his head and asked.
Everyone looked at him. Even Min Juekan furrowed his brow in confusion, a thoughtful expression on his face.
Huang Delin shook his head, signaling that it was nothing.
But his reaction didn't look like it was nothing.
'Fan Liping?'
Shen Xin wondered to himself, looking at the drug traffickers up ahead. 'Who was he calling for?'
Wang Feng and Pan Wenhai had told Shen Xin about the whereabouts of the little elephant, but they hadn't disclosed anything about Fan Liping, so Shen Xin had no idea who he was.
He was curious but kept it in check.
After another arduous trek, they finally saw the road.
As he sank into the soft car seat, Shen Xin let out a long sigh, already daydreaming about a big, soft bed.
"Exhausted?" Ding Yuwei, who was sitting next to him, handed him a drink.
