In the rearview mirror, Stuart Truman could still see the man's stance, his gaze fixed on the gradually receding vehicles, seemingly a bit worried.
Stuart Truman lowered his eyes, and in his heart saluted the soldiers guarding the borders and checkpoints, determined not to let these drugs circulate.
"I didn't expect you to actually be of some use." Victoria Carter said while driving, glancing at Stuart Truman with a hint of pleasure in her expression, no longer as cold as before.
Stuart Truman spoke lightly, "There are several more checkpoints ahead, you might not be so fortunate every time."
"It's not my luck, it's your luck, I hope you don't run out too soon," Victoria Carter put away her smile.
Stuart Truman understood her meaning, it seemed she was ready to confront the military at any time. It appeared there might be armed personnel and weapons she had pre-arranged at each checkpoint.
