Mu Tianye took Ning Xiaofei to the back seat of his business car, gestured to the driver to start, and then seriously looked her over from head to toe.
"Are you hurt?"
"No, I'm fine!" Ning Xiaofei held onto his arm and pointed out the window diagonally, "That's the town's stinking ditch over there. The so-called pollution chemical factory is just an abandoned chicken farm. From the information I've received now, it's obvious that this was secretly arranged, so..."
Mu Tianye held her shoulder, "I know!"
"You know?" Ning Xiaofei was first taken aback, then she smiled, "You've already found out the truth?"
Mu Tianye hesitated for about two seconds, then nodded, "More or less. But we still need to collect evidence, so you don't need to worry about these things now. I'll take you back, help you pack your luggage, and tomorrow morning I'll send you to the airport."
