Lu Jingxiu drove his matte black Passat smoothly along the main road of the city.
Inside the car, it was very quiet.
Lin Yutang sat in the passenger seat, her head tilted as she gazed out the window.
The tall buildings and roadside trees zipped past, the sunlight filtering through the gaps between the buildings, flickering on the window.
She was somewhat lost in thought.
Just a few days ago, she had been trapped in that eerie castle in Germany, surrounded by iron bars and locked doors.
And now, she was back, sitting in a stranger's car, looking at the streets of her own country.
There was an indescribable feeling in her heart, as if she had been reborn, or as if she had just awoken from a very long dream.
She was deep in thought when suddenly she heard a cold snort from beside her.
Lin Yutang's heart tightened, and she immediately turned to look at Lu Jingxiu. "Lu Jingxiu, what's wrong?"
Lu Jingxiu glanced at the rearview mirror, his tone very calm. "Nothing, that kidnapper is unwilling to give up and has sent people after us again."
Lin Yutang immediately looked at the rearview mirror.
In the mirror, three black Mercedes-Benz cars were steadily following behind.
With such a formation, it was hard not to notice.
Three cars, the same model, the same color, even the tint was the same shade of black, screaming "we're here to follow you" without even bothering with basic disguise.
Lin Yutang's heartbeat instantly accelerated.
"How about," she said in a low voice, trying to calm herself, "we drive to the police station?"
She glanced at Lu Jingxiu's profile and quickly looked away.
She thought she might have misunderstood from the beginning.
When she first saw him next to the sports car, she thought this college student who called the police had an unusual background.
After all, that day he was driving a bright blue sports car, the kind that ordinary people couldn't afford.
But today, he was driving a beat-up Volkswagen.
Although it was a new model and looked quite spirited, a Volkswagen was still a Volkswagen.
What did this indicate? It indicated that the car that day was probably rented, or simply someone else's.
This college student was most likely just an ordinary guy from a regular family, a kind-hearted person, how could he stand against someone like Tracy with such capital?
Going to the police station was the most prudent option she could think of right now.
She realized that although the Xia police couldn't do much about Tracy himself due to his diplomatic immunity, they wouldn't stand by and let him run amok on their turf.
This indicated that Tracy didn't have the same overwhelming power with the Xia police as he did in Germany.
As long as they reached the police station, those pursuers wouldn't dare to act recklessly, and they could find a chance to slip away. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
Then find another opportunity to get away.
Lu Jingxiu turned on the indicator, and the car continued smoothly along the main road.
He was driving on the busiest city thoroughfare, surrounded by cars, with many traffic lights and speed limits.
"No need," he said, "we'll just call the police directly."
A red light appeared ahead, and he slowly stopped the car, took out his phone, and dialed the emergency number.
"Officer, I'm driving on Dongcheng Road, and there are three black Mercedes-Benz cars repeatedly changing lanes, speeding up and slowing down, continuously tailing me, and trying multiple times to force my car to stop. My dashcam is recording everything, and this isn't the first time. I suspect the people in the cars have malicious intent, and my life is in serious danger."
He finished speaking in one breath, clear and concise, without a single unnecessary word, and then reported his license plate number and those of the three Mercedes-Benz cars one by one.
Lin Yutang listened in a daze.
How was this guy so practiced at calling the police?
"Okay, please keep your phone line open, we'll contact the nearby traffic police immediately," the dispatcher said, then hung up.
Lu Jingxiu put his phone back in his pocket just as the light turned green. He stepped on the gas, and the car merged back into the traffic.
Lin Yutang bit her lip, unable to resist asking, "Is... is that all?"
She could hardly believe it.
In her understanding, being chased by Tracy's people should have caused a huge commotion, yet this person just made a phone call, and it was over in less than two minutes?
And it wasn't even a call to some insider, just a regular emergency call that anyone could make.
"Of course," Lu Jingxiu said.
After driving for about five more minutes, two motorcycle traffic police and a patrol car approached from behind.
The traffic police made a gesture, signaling Lu Jingxiu's Passat and the three black Mercedes-Benz cars to pull over for inspection.
The young traffic officer on the motorcycle parked, took off his helmet, and walked over.
He glanced at the Passat first, then at the three Mercedes-Benz cars that had stopped behind, not taking it too seriously.
These days, young people driving often get paranoid, thinking someone is chasing them, and most of the time, it's a misunderstanding.
In broad daylight, on a city thoroughfare, how could...
The doors of the three Mercedes-Benz cars opened simultaneously.
Four people stepped out of each car.
All dressed in black suits, wearing black sunglasses, each one more robust than the last.
Twelve people stood by the roadside, like twelve black lampposts, lined up, all staring this way.
The young traffic officer was silent for two seconds.
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The senior officer leading the team remained unfazed, first walking over to Lu Jingxiu, conducting a simple check of his driver's license and registration.
After confirming everything was in order, he returned the documents to Lu Jingxiu.
"We received a report that you were being followed?" the officer asked.
"Yes, it's those three black Mercedes-Benz cars behind us," Lu Jingxiu pointed behind him.
The officer glanced back, then turned and walked towards the twelve men.
"Hello, officer," the senior officer stood still and saluted, "Please show your ID, driver's license, and vehicle registration."
The twelve men looked at each other.
The leader, a tall, thin man, remained calm, pulling out his documents from his suit's inner pocket and handing them over.
The others followed suit, presenting their documents.
After checking the documents, everything was in order, all paperwork complete.
The senior officer returned the documents to the tall, thin man and asked directly, "Why are you following those two?"
The tall, thin man didn't even blink, his tone flat, "The road is wide, we can each go our own way, can't we also take this road?"
The statement was flawless; it's a public road, anyone can use it, how can you say I'm following you?
The officer gave him a look, not pressing further.
By this time, the two motorcycle officers had finished filming the vehicles and personnel with their body cameras, documenting everything.
The license plates of the three Mercedes-Benz cars, the faces of everyone, all recorded without exception.
The senior officer warned the tall, thin man, "You have been documented. If you continue to follow, it will be treated as picking quarrels and provoking trouble, and stalking and harassment."
The tall, thin man said nothing, just nodded.
The officer saluted again, then returned to the patrol car. The motorcycle officers also got back on their bikes, signaling Lu Jingxiu that he could leave.
The officers didn't drive off immediately, just parked by the roadside, their lights quietly flashing.
Clearly, they intended to watch the three Mercedes-Benz cars leave first.
Lu Jingxiu leaned against his car door, watching as the twelve men in suits reluctantly returned to their cars.
The engines of the three black Mercedes-Benz cars started one after another, slowly merging into the traffic, soon disappearing at the end of the main road.
Lu Jingxiu couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
Twelve people, three cars, all in suits and sunglasses, following him in broad daylight.
The scene was so exaggerated, it was almost darkly humorous.
Alright, just wait.
Tonight, when he got home, he would tell his dad about this.