Ye Fei climbed into the police car at the officer's signal.
Straightaway, the two police cars and Yang Wei's car screeched toward the wasteland to the south of the village.
Bai Weiwei, anxious at heart, immediately called Zhang Shufen and Tang Doudou to get in the car, quickly catching up to the police cars.
"Police Uncle, this kid is the one planting opium poppies here."
After hastily getting out of his car, Yang Wei frantically led the way to the officers.
The leading officer nodded and then turned to look at Ye Fei.
Ye Fei remained unfazed, appearing as if nothing was amiss.
With Yang Wei leading, everyone made their way into the wasteland.
The few officers weren't at all worried about Ye Fei running away.
After all, they had cars and guns; they weren't afraid that Ye Fei could escape.
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, Ye Fei, who was walking in the middle, shouted loudly.
Yang Wei, up ahead, immediately stopped and laughed proudly, "Ye Fei, getting nervous, aren't you?"
