Hen Mingsheng sat in the back of the car, his hair particularly disheveled, his eyes brimming with bloodshot.
As several police cars passed by on the road, the sound of their sirens increased his anxiety, and he yelled at the driver irritably, "Drive faster!"
At that moment, the phone beside him rang, and he quickly answered it after recognizing the number.
He Yue had just finished taking a bath, lying on the large bed in the hotel, she inquired, "How is the situation being handled? Nothing unexpected happened, right?"
Hen Mingsheng took a deep breath, his eyes full of unease, "I kidnapped Su Yin, but she has evidence of our crimes. The police might have received it by now, I'm on my way to the airport."
"What?!"
He Yue sat up abruptly, her charming face filled with worry, "Then you..."
Before she could finish, a burst of noise came from the other side, and then the call was abruptly cut off.