In the vast expanse of snowy wilderness, a jeep was driving slowly toward its destination.
Inside the car were three people: Qinyuan, Jiang Yan, and Cao Lin, who had just been discharged from the hospital and was being escorted back to Pingcheng to await interrogation.
They should have set off immediately after parting ways with Sang Zhi and the others. But before departure, this special agent either complained of a stomachache or claimed he had things left to prepare. He dragged his feet stubbornly from one in the afternoon until four.
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