Jiang Chen awkwardly replied, "Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime."
Cao Jinse turned her head, "Having trouble?"
Jiang Chen shook his head with a smile.
The chemical plant explosion seemed like it never happened. Perhaps the uproar over the nuclear leak was so fierce that it overshadowed all other news, with not a word reported.
And that's that.
Crucially, in these past few days, Jiang Chen and Tanki Liuli had been staying in a hotel without disturbance from anyone.
Where's the efficiency that finds you at the speed of light even when you relieve yourself anywhere?
Even if all the bodies spiraled into the sky in the explosion, completing their final rites and were obliterated.
But what about the violent organization behind them?
The police aren't investigating.
Could it be that the powerful underworld organizations aren't pursuing it either?
It's as illogical as the extraordinary coincidence of the explosion.
