When Zhang Xian casually tossed his phone by the car door, the inside of the car went silent.
Chen Xiao stared blankly at Zhang Xian's still somewhat full nape, but his mind was in a turmoil.
He was thinking about that guy fiddling with the steering wheel, is he really a cop?
Are there cops who set traps for the people like this?
Are there cops who provoke the people like this?
Who knows how much time had passed when Xiaoji tugged at Chen Xiao's clothes and pointed at the car door beside him.
His meaning was clear: Brother Chen, should we jump the car?
Chen Xiao shook his head with a bitter smile, but with a quick turn of thought, he couldn't help but whisper a few words in Xiaoji's ear.
Once Xiaoji understood, he immediately gave a thumbs-up.
"What are you two doing?" Zhang Xian, driving the car, seemed to notice something was off.
Chen Xiao replied, "We were wondering if Captain Zhang will join us in action later?"
