Dada dada...
The helicopter flew over the city of Chicago in the dark night. Not long after, Wang Yuyan landed it in a desolate and uninhabited field, then left the helicopter with Ye Wudao, vanishing without a trace.
It wasn't until the early hours of the next day that the pilot inside the helicopter, along with the two police officers who Ye Wudao had knocked out with flying needles, began to groggily wake up.
But as soon as they came to, all three were petrified with fear because their clothes had been stripped off, they were tied up with ropes inside the helicopter, and the cockpit had been smashed by someone with objects, with a few broken bricks remaining scattered around.
