The headlights ahead were moving fast.
There were few cars out at night, and the road was wide open.
That single set of headlights was all they could see.
Song Ning kept accelerating, closing the distance to the vehicle ahead.
"Boss Song! Are you going to cut them off?" A Qing asked.
"No! We'll catch up and make sure! These people are cunning! We can't afford to follow the wrong vehicle!"
"Understood!"
But then, whether the people ahead had noticed something or something else had happened, things changed.
The vehicle, which had been moving fast, actually slowed down.
A Qing said, "This is bad! They've pulled over! What do we do?"
Song Ning eased off the accelerator, slowing the car a little.
"Either something really happened, or they spotted us and want to see whether we're following them!"
Their sedan drew closer and closer to the vehicle ahead.
Sure enough, the vehicle parked by the road was the White Panel Truck from earlier.
A little closer, and they could make out the black lettering on its yellow rear license plate: 31-04729.
It was the one the kidnappers had been driving.
The truck sat silently by the roadside.
Song Ning drove the sedan past it at a normal speed.
A Qing watched the rearview mirror intently.
"Boss Song! Someone's getting out! Two of them-they're going around to the back!"
At that, Song Ning immediately turned into a side road and shut off the engine.
They were already near the outskirts.
The streetlights were few and far between.
Once its engine was off, the sedan blended into the darkness.
Five minutes later, the Box Truck started up again and drove on.
Song Ning waited a little before restarting her car. This time, she left the headlights off and followed silently.
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