Blake Fuller opened the car and put the banners on the back seat.
Caroline Edwin followed him, opened the car door, and got in. Then the car drove out of the police station and headed towards Heyday Mansion.
She sat in the co-pilot seat, didn't hear the navigation sound, but the man driving was very familiar with this road.
Without asking how he knew the nearby routes so well, she closed her eyes and rested.
The black Red Flag car on the road exuded a strong and domineering national spirit, attracting attention and surpassing other cars.
After about ten minutes, the car stopped at the gate of Heyday Mansion.
"Thanks."
She hooked her lips, opened the car door, picked up the stack of banners and walked off the car, coming to the iron gate for facial recognition authentication.
Blake Fuller rolled down the window, "No need."
There's no need for such distance and politeness between us.
