Five o'clock in the morning.
Harbin International Airport.
A bright silver plane slowly landed on the runway.
Lu Zhou looked at the city covered in the morning mist as he said, "This is my first time being up north."
Wang Peng looked outside the window and said, "It's my second time."
"Oh yeah?"
"Last time was around six years ago, we went to the border for a mission. On the way there, we stayed here for a day and a half."
"There's a mission up north?"
"There are missions everywhere."
Lu Zhou nodded and didn't ask what kind of mission it was.
First of all, Wang Peng probably wouldn't tell him, and secondly, it didn't have anything to do with him, so he wasn't interested in knowing.
After Lu Zhou got off the plane, a silver Buick was parked at the entrance. A man dressed in casual clothing got out of the car and opened the door for Lu Zhou. They drove to a hotel near the Harbin Institute of Technology.