"What?" Honglian and Lin Qing jumped out of the car simultaneously, peering in the direction of the chemical factory.
Sure enough, black smoke was rising from the horizon.
Though they couldn't see the flames, this pitch-black smoke column clearly was out of the ordinary.
Even from outside the Third Ring Road, such a sight could gather considerable attention, with people already coming out from the shops on the street, discussing the smoke.
"Officer Tian, how long until your men arrive?" Honglian ran back to the car, using the car radio to ask.
"About an hour or so, what's the matter? You sound urgent... According to the plan, wasn't the capture supposed to happen after nine at night?" Tian Zhenggang replied.
