At midnight, Zhao Yu and Ding Lan were in their room.
"That is to say ..." Ding Lan looked at the information on her mobile phone and said to Zhao Yu,"tomorrow, when we go to the garrison guard station, our main purpose is to investigate these five people?"
"But, how should I investigate? Beating around the bush or getting straight to the point?" Ding Lan said worriedly,"I'm afraid I won't be able to get anything out of him by beating around the bush, but I'm afraid I'll alert the enemy if I go straight to the point. This is going to be a headache!"
"We don't have to worry about that," Zhao Yu said."The French woman should have already made up her mind. She knows what to do. Let's just wait and see."
"What I'm afraid of now is that Mia's death has nothing to do with this person. If that's the case, we'll all be in deep trouble!"
