Wu Wei nodded silently and said nothing more.
Whistle knew Wu Wei must be feeling conflicted, so he stopped talking and went back to eating his noodles and drinking his liquor.
Zhao Xun had listened to the entire conversation beside them and now had a general understanding of the Volunteers who had survived aboard the Endless Train.
It could all be summed up in one sentence.
The surviving Volunteer from the first batch was not someone to provoke lightly, and seeking out the other two Volunteers would not help much either: one was unable to help, while the other was unwilling.
That meant the plan Wu Wei had previously discussed with the Short-Haired Woman and A Jie had to be scrapped entirely and drawn up again.
The question was whether these three Volunteers could accept that harsh reality.
Zhao Xun ate his chicken drumstick, calmly watching the conflicted expression on Wu Wei's face.
Only after they had all finished eating did Wu Wei speak again.
He reminded Whistle, "You still haven't told me their names, carriages, or compartment numbers."
Whistle looked surprised. "After everything I've told you, you're still planning to look for them?"
"I haven't made up my mind yet, and this isn't something I can decide unilaterally," Wu Wei admitted. "So I'll get the details first, then discuss it with my companions when I get back."
"All right." Whistle wasted no words and readily gave him the information on the three Volunteers. "The Volunteer who boarded the Endless Train in August is a woman nicknamed Scarf. She always wears a scarf, so that's what everyone calls her."
"The one who boarded the Endless Train in May is a very young fellow. He looks like he's still a minor, and his nickname is White Cat. Apparently, someone thought he