Nightfall.
Growing ever darker.
Everyone knows it's the darkness before the dawn.
Perhaps the next second, the sky will break into light.
The day will be bright.
The brighter it gets, the easier we'll be discovered, and the harder it will be to escape.
Luo Xiaolang has traveled a long way with the tracker's bracelet. He estimates that if he throws it away, Song Zhizhi and the others won't find it in time.
That's what Luo Xiaolang is thinking.
Suddenly, there are gunshots in the woods.
Luo Xiaolang tenses up.
The gunshots are not far off.
Would they only shoot if they found something suspicious?
And right now, anyone suspicious could be one of us.
With no hesitation, Luo Xiaolang quickly places the bracelet on the top of a large tree, and then carefully approaches the source of the gunfire.
Using his hearing, he maintains a safe distance.
In that moment, it sounded like a familiar voice.
