Chapter 87 — Into the Lion's Den

Every word of it, however, was caught in full by Yang Juehuan's eyes. Yang Ce could not hear what was being said on the other end of the line, but he could be quite certain that the man on the other end was Wang Pu.

It seemed the truth of the matter was not far off now, and there were only a few days left before the New Year. He might as well arrange for Wang Pu to have his New Year's Eve dinner in a prison cell.

"Why can't we make calls here?" Xia Xue was fiddling with her phone over there, muttering to herself. "There's no signal."

Yang Ce glanced at Xia Xue's phone, then at Huang Shu up ahead, and said, "They've probably fitted the carriage with a signal blocker. Otherwise they wouldn't have stopped you from handing in your phone when you got on."

"Oh." Xia Xue realized that she now understood even less than Yang Ce. Could it be that she truly was unsuited to police work?

Yang Ce paid no mind to what Xia Xue was thinking now. He had begun plotting how to gather evidence against Wang Pu and bring him down as quickly as possible.

The car drove on toward the outskirts of the city. It was on the verge of leaving the city altogether, and still showed no sign of stopping—yet Yang Shuoxuan was in no hurry, content to watch and see how things unfolded.

To be continued.