At three or four in the morning, it was still very dark, and the wind was getting stronger. Lu Xiao's figure darted swiftly through the forest, surrounded by the rustling of the Pine Forest.
Among the towering trees, there seemed to be small animals present, and when they suddenly dashed by, they resembled ghostly shadows in the night.
The environment became harsher for humans.
But for Lu Xiao, time was not an issue, nor was the environment.
There had been countless battles before, in environments more severe and dangerous than this. They had stayed in the tropical rainforest for ten days to half a month; this was nothing.
A few minutes later, after leaving the forest, he reached the highway and found his car.
Several minutes later, he had already driven twenty kilometers.
As he looked at the information on his phone, his expression turned as serious as it could be.
There was a message from his undercover agent, which read:
[The evidence of his murder has been obtained.]
