The sound of police sirens grew nearer and nearer. Chuzheng stood up and pulled Jiang Ye into the car.
That person was stuffed into the trunk.
Chuzheng stood downstairs for a moment before finally getting into the car.
"Where are you going?" Chuzheng asked him.
Jiang Ye thought she wouldn't let him go and took almost three seconds to respond, "Just drop me off wherever there's a crowd."
This was a strange city to him, unfamiliar.
As the car drove off, Jiang Ye looked back. Something was being dragged on the ground behind the last car, leaving a messy trail through the dust.
"..."
The bodyguard drove along a small road, conveniently avoiding the police cars.
Jiang Ye withdrew his gaze, leaning back in his seat, "Miss Sheng, aren't you afraid they'll trace it back to you after leaving those people behind?"
"They won't trace it back," Chuzheng said with certainty.
Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow, "Why not?"
Chuzheng glanced at him, said nothing.
