The pair had figured out the flight schedules and were waiting at the exit gate. Zhao Mingjie seemed a bit anxious and said to Liu Hun beside her, "We have too little information, how can we figure out who Sister Hong really is?"
It was unclear why, but although Zhao Mingjie was the deputy captain of the criminal police, she habitually relied on this man whenever she was with Liu Hun.
"I have a way! Trust me!" Liu Hun comforted her, patting the back of her hand, his x-ray vision eager to peer through the inner thighs of women—not that he would stop there.
Zhao Mingjie's heart warmed, and she nodded like a young girl, suddenly blushing. Gone was the demeanor of a deputy police captain—she was like a girl in love.
"Attention all passengers! Attention all passengers! Flight 0C132 has now arrived…"
