The search on both sides of the road was still ongoing.
Li Xiaowen had calculated they could search three kilometers a day, but in reality, that was completely unrealistic.
People weren't machines; they couldn't maintain that level of efficiency.
It was April, a time when the grass grows long and birds take flight. The mountains were covered in small trees and dense thorns. It was all uphill and downhill, and just a few trips were enough to leave a person gasping for breath.
"Captain Zhu, that guy is still staring at us. I'll go run him off."
one of his subordinates said to Zhu Qiuwei.
He pointed toward the road.
Through the trees, they could see Duan Dongqiang. He was on his electric scooter, just watching them from a distance.
It was about to rain. The wind had picked up, cooling the air a little, but Zhu Qiuwei was still drenched in sweat. He turned to look, then gritted his teeth and said, "Ignore him. Let him watch. Let him watch us find it with our own two hands."
