Mr. Wang scanned the surroundings.
This is the depths of the forest, all around are trees and weeds, completely deserted. Where would a ladder come from?
He frowned, deep lines forming on his forehead, and said, "There's no ladder right now, but we can have the village officials bring one over. It's just over half an hour's journey."
Jiang An looked at the height of the pine tree. The trunk was straight, about three meters tall, and the fibrous substance was hanging near the top.
He shook his head, his tone considerate of the villagers: "Forget it, it'd be troublesome to make the residents back and forth, they're quite busy usually."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding officers, and said, "Let's do this, get a few people to lift me up, I'll go up to take a look, it's quick."
"Lift up?"
Wang Yang and Chen Biao seemed as if they'd heard something unbelievable, their eyes widening in unison. They exchanged a glance, seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
