It sounded unbelievable, but it conveyed an important message to Xiao Lin.
His movements were anticipated, his whereabouts planned out. This was unsettling, but who else could achieve this besides Xiao Mu? It seemed like something he would do, controlling his prey in his hands, acting according to his rhythm. Then what about Liu Sheng at the police station?
Xiao Lin had a bad premonition, worried that this time he'd come up empty-handed again.
"We're here!" The young police officer parked the car on the road some distance from the highway exit. After stabilizing the car by the roadside, a red Chevrolet, so damaged it was unrecognizable, came into Xiao Lin's view.
