The rain was getting heavier! Raindrops splattered on the car window, and nothing other than the pale headlights could be seen outside. The excavation team had already been in the mine pit for more than two hours, but there were still no news from them. Zhao Yu and the dog sat in the backseat of the car whereas Dafei from Team A sat in the driver’s seat. Dafei had joined a year before Zhao Yu and was only one year older, but he kept a bushy beard and looked like a nearly fifty-year-old artist.
"Bro Yu!" Dafei said to Zhao Yu out of boredom. "It’s been twenty-six years! I’m only twenty-four this year. If the kids who were kidnapped are still alive, they should be quite old, yeah?" Zhao Yu remained quiet, but Dafei had made him start thinking about the case.