There were three policemen sitting in the police car, and they probably never imagined that someone would dare to stop their car.
"What's going on?" asked a policeman sitting in the back in a deep voice.
Huo Pingping was sitting between him and another person, tightly bound with rope and her mouth taped shut, her eyes filled with terror. She wasn't a fool; from the moment those policemen had killed the guards and had refused to untie her, she knew something was wrong about these policemen. And as they took her towards the suburbs, her suspicion had only grown. She thought she was surely going to die, never expecting such a sudden turn of events. She screamed with all her might, and though her mouth was sealed, a muffled sound still emanated from her throat.
"Shut up!" The person beside her slapped her, and he wasn't wearing a uniform; he wasn't a policeman.
