Ammon's Grand Adventure (10)

After giving himself a pep talk, Ammon finally suppressed the urge to cry within this cowardly body. He carefully drew a breath, steadied his emotions, and fought down the dizziness caused by the jolting.

Sister Qiong and A Liang, however, appeared quite calm. At least on the surface, aside from looking somewhat listless, they seemed perfectly normal.

But being listless was actually normal. After all, people who drove themselves home at this time every year always seemed mentally worn down—not because they were driving while fatigued, but because the traffic jams disrupted their rest.

For some reason, they had not stuffed all four children into the trunk. Instead, they left one outside, sprawled casually on the "bed" formed by the back seat and the trunk, looking like a child who had fallen asleep amid the luggage from exhaustion. (Think of the opening of Spirited Away.)

The car moved forward slowly. What concerned Sister Qiong and A Liang, however, was that police officers still appeared along the road from time to time. Yet they were both seasoned professionals. With their honest-looking demeanor and the fatigue caused by nervous exhaustion, even veteran cops would have a hard time detecting anything off about them.

The car crept along the road. Though it was the middle of the night, the highway out of the city was still somewhat crowded. Or rather, it was precisely because everyone had expected traffic that they had chosen to leave at this hour, only for the roads to become jammed even earlier.

Naturally, all of this had been within Sister Qiong and A Liang's expectations. Based on their scouting over the past few days and their experience from previous years, they had accurately judged how severe the traffic would be at this time. Only that way would their departure