C993 Secret Meeting
"Keke, keke..."
A carriage suddenly slowed down on the busy street and turned into a quiet path.
"Right, this is the place!"
"There is a fork in front, go left..."
The dim street lamps illuminated the black carriage, and the paint was covered with scratches. This was an old carriage with a yellow license plate hanging on the back. The first two letters on the front were "CB
