At the end of September, Tanzania.
Sunshine, sea, palm trees.
Stepping off the plane, Zhao Xiaodao lazily stretched, "The sunshine is wonderful!"
Li Ying and the little assistant looked around eagerly, full of curiosity.
"It seems quite advanced, doesn't look like a poor African country, huh?"
"Well, this is the first face they show to international travelers," Lu Zheng said. "Not to mention the airport, even the coastal hotels and malls are at least second-tier level."
"However, without Lu Zheng and me accompanying you, don't venture into the city center," Lin Wan advised.
Hearing this, Li Ying nodded repeatedly, as an Interpol agent, she knew too well the horrors of slums in these big cities.
"Let's go, let's go! First, let's drop off our luggage at the hotel, then head to the beach." Lu Zheng said.
The group of five went to the hotel first, and after dropping off their luggage, they headed to the shore.
