Chapter 555 Where’s the Suspect
- Parked at the mouth of Qinghe Village sat a plain black BYD F6 and a silver-gray Wuling minivan.
- The two cars rolling into Qinghe Village were as ordinary as they come—make, model, plates, all dull as dirt.
- Toss them into city traffic and they’d vanish like dust. No one would spare them a glance.