A chill spread across You Mingxu's face. With a subtle wave of her hand, the five most skilled individuals, including Xu Mengshan and Graffiti, as well as two police officers, moved stealthily forward like five cats on tiptoe. She was the leader.
This was the countermeasure she had previously discussed with Ding Xiongwei. He pretended to negotiate while she planned to launch a surprise attack and rescue the hostages.
After running dozens of steps in one breath, Ding Xiongwei was still shouting, still leading the police forwards in a feigned approach, intent on drawing Yin Chen's full attention. The carriage was eerily silent. Yin Chen hadn't said a word nor appeared to move much.
Then You Mingxu saw a hand stretching out from the driver's seat to adjust the rear-view mirror before withdrawing. Her heart pounded — Yin Chen knew their location.
At another gesture from You Mingxu, the five men stopped in their tracks, observing cautiously.
