Lin Qiong awoke once again to find herself in a pitch-dark cabin, roughly making out only the outline of the small room.
She was bound to a chair at the moment, her clothes still intact, which let her breathe a sigh of relief. After all, she was a woman, and the first thing that came to mind was whether she had been violated.
Realizing she was unharmed in that respect, she then thought about her current location, remembering why she was there. But as she pondered, Lin Qiong felt quite annoyed. According to what that person implied, she was now in Cao Bin's hands. Reflecting on her meticulous plans to capture Cao Bin, the irony of being caught by him instead was quite frustrating.
But what was most important now was why Cao Bin had captured her. Revenge? This was possible, given the sizeable drug seizure this time, which amounted to a substantial loss for a drug trafficker. Retaliation for such a significant loss seemed normal.