C41 Drugged

As the car sped along the tree-lined road, Xiao Xiang sat in the back seat, lost in her thoughts about her father, her clear eyes glazed over.

The middle-aged man's sharp eyes never left the rearview mirror. The street light shone through, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

There was something strange in the air.

Xiao Xiang didn't know how far she had run