She pressed the note under her tongue and slowly finished the meal. She took out the note while she was in the bathroom.
The note was so small that it could only accommodate some letters: UNCR.
She didn't understand what it meant for a moment but she quickly flushed the note into the toilet and walked out calmly.
The whole time, she was nervous.
However, she was mentally strong. Because she had been here for a while, she had long sensed that these people were a group of outlaws.
They were a cartel gang.
The old train was already under their control.
If she dared to reveal any abnormalities, she would quickly disappear from the train.
After all, the wailing children and women in the car had disappeared in a strange way.
