Trade

When Tony opened his eyes again, his sense of time told him that less than fifteen minutes had passed.

Across the river beside him, the once-massive warehouse was already engulfed in raging flames, lighting up the night sky. The shrill wail of fire trucks came from afar.

"FU@K!"

Tony cursed reflexively and climbed up from the ground.

Then he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"You were lucky."

"Hmm?"

Tony turned around and saw Ai Qing standing on the riverbank, holding her phone and quietly filming the blazing scene before her. After a long while, she turned back, glanced at his wound, and said knowingly, "Only your right hand was injured. It seems you and him have quite a good relationship."

"We've only been on a few missions together. I have nothing to do with that kind of monster."

Tony irritably shook his horse face, then suddenly realized. "The others were attacked too?"

"Mm. Reports from the other branches say that two investigators had their legs broken by him, and a detective was sent to the hospital with a concussion. Besides that, there were four car accidents and two other accidents. The worst one was dragged by a subway train for three stops and nearly died."

Ai Qing shrugged. "Compared to that, I'm more surprised that you managed to uncover so many clues and still get away unscathed."

Tony's horse face seemed to stiffen. Then he scratched his mane and laughed awkwardly. "I was just in a hurry. I'd finally found a lead and was about to catch him while he was still hot, so I forgot to report in..."

"No, you were lucky. If you had reported to me and an entire team had come today, he probably wouldn't have held back."

Ai Qing stared at the fire across