Even though Jiang Cheng and the others had been careful on their way out, they'd still been caught red-handed by the patrolmen in gray. To make matters worse, the patrolmen had been lying in wait at the exit of a remote alley.
Faced with a row of dark gun barrels, everyone immediately gave up resisting.
They were then taken back to the patrol station and locked in the dim cell again.
"Damn it. If I'd known, I would've taken another route." Ding Zhenzong squatted on the ground, grumbling under his breath.
Yao Shunyu leaned against the wall beside the iron door, turning a dusty-looking potato over in his hand. That was their lunch. "Believe me, taking another route wouldn't have made a difference. No matter which way we went—even if we'd hidden in the crowd—we'd still have been caught. That's just how the mission is set up."
"I agree with Yao Shunyu. The mission isn't over yet. The Ghost Chariot isn't going to let us off that easily." Li Bai glanced toward the iron door. His white coat looked completely out of place in the filthy cell.
Jiang Cheng didn't join in this pointless discussion. He kept turning over the information the Fatty had given him: Bai Yu was a ghost, and Yuan Shanyuan, who was with her, was clearly suspicious too.
His first instinct was that Bai Yu was like Wu: both were supernatural entities. But if that was the case, one thing didn't add up. Why could Bai Yu appear freely as soon as the instance began, while Wu couldn't?
Jiang Cheng had called for Wu in his heart countless times, but just as before, his calls had vanished without a trace.
From everything that had happened so far, it was clear that once they entered the bus's