The person who emerged from the tent was Zhang Ke.
He got up in the middle of the night to urinate, and faintly noticed some movement from Lu Yuwen's side, casting a suspicious glance their way.
——Lu Yuwen was tied to a tree, head sagging, seemingly unconscious.
There were sporadic snoring coming from the nearby tent.
Zhang Ke withdrew his gaze, only to dismiss the noise as a mishearing.
He walked to the side of the road to pee, and after zipping up his pants, prepared to head back to the tent. Accidentally, he noticed the lid of the motorcycle's rear box was not fully closed.
It was not too far, so he walked a few extra steps, raised his hand to reopen the box lid, intending to close it properly.
Upon opening it, however, he found the pile of papers inside was gone.
Zhang Ke was dumbstruck.
On instinct, he assumed the other two had taken the map into the tent to study it.
But after a few steps, he felt something was wrong.
