And right by the car's door handle, a jianbing crepe from her favorite stall was waiting for her.
Jane Sterling's eyes lit up, and she rubbed her empty stomach.
'Come to think of it, I haven't really had a proper meal since Black Panther kidnapped me.'
"Did you get this for me?"
Jane Sterling's eyes were sparkling. Drew Thorne gently tapped her on the forehead.
"If it wasn't for you, who else would it be for?"
With that, he started the car.
"Where are we going?"
Jane Sterling asked curiously, watching Drew as she ate her jianbing crepe.
"To the Criminal Investigation Division."
At the Criminal Investigation Division headquarters, a rare and festive peace had settled in. Officers were putting up paper-cuts on the windows and hanging couplets, creating a cheerful atmosphere.
It was a world away from the frantic chaos of the past few days. As Jane walked into the station, she saw Silas Sinclair directing people as they put up Spring Festival couplets.
"Captain Sinclair."
