County Party Committee Compound.
The rain was still pouring just as hard.
After hanging up, Dong Xuebin told them nothing. He merely said flatly, "Drive. Take the shortest route and get us there as quickly as possible."
The driver immediately stepped on the gas.
Chang Lin glanced at Dong Xuebin but did not ask anything. There was no need to ask; he could probably guess what the call had been about. It was nothing more than a strict order to save them, and a political task at that. If anything went wrong, their side would be held accountable. That had to be it. It was Dong Xuebin's first day on the job, and Zhang Dongfang had always been very close to Secretary Qian of the Municipal Party Committee, so Secretary Qian's call to Dong Xuebin carried some deeper meaning. Of course, under normal procedures, it was not as though Secretary Qian could not call Dong Xuebin directly. This was no small matter, after all—nearly a hundred teachers and students, all children from a key municipal school. How many parents would be sick with worry? And anything involving students and children naturally drew far more public attention than other incidents. The city was probably in chaos right now as well.
The pressure was now entirely on Jiaolin County. They were not counting on the city's Rescue Team arriving before the afternoon; the road conditions were what they were. They could only rely on their own rescue personnel, and failure was not an option.
Ten minutes...
Half an hour...
After twisting and turning through the roads, the driver finally said, "It's right up ahead!"
Dong Xuebin, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and looked ahead. Two or three Tour Buses were parked at the foot of the