Ye Jian chuckled. "There must be people in the car. If they really wanted to steal something, they wouldn't have shaken the entire car. They would've just stolen the things and quickly escaped."
The car windows were not broken, and no whistles sounded. Xia Jinyuan felt that he was too vigilant, so he only paused for a second.
The two of them took a few more steps forward. The sound of a door being pulled closed could be heard from the car behind them. It was as if the people in the car had sensed danger and wanted to escape in a hurry.
Something was wrong!
The two of them, who were talking and laughing, turned around at the same time and ran. A gray figure flashed past their eyes and ran toward the road.
Ye Jian's pupils constricted when she saw the gray figure running. "It's a prisoner's uniform!" she shouted in a low voice.
