The driver continued to follow the taxi in front of him, but what was puzzling was that the taxi did not enter the city, but was heading towards the farther suburbs. What was their purpose?

We continued to track, and there were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road. Finally, after turning into a highway, there were only two of us left on the whole road. Realizing that the situation was not right, I quickly shouted: "Accelerate! Go above them!"

Upon hearing this, the driver quickly accelerated and chased the taxi in front and passed it over. Wu Xuan looked back at the taxi behind and asked me, "Don't you continue to follow? What are you going to do now?"

"Can't follow it anymore..." I sighed and said, "Originally, they saw it when we got in the car. Now our car has been following them. Anyone will find it strange. Is it good? If you continue to follow, it will definitely cause suspicion. It would be better to rush over and make the other party think that we are just going along the way."

When Wu Xuan heard it, she made sense, and suddenly remembered something and said to the driver: "Slow down, I want to talk to that guy."

In terms of the performance of the car, our sports car is naturally far superior to his taxi, so the driver lowered the speed and kept it parallel to the taxi. Wu Xuan lowered the window and waved at the other party.

Bao Yuze might be curious about what Wu Xuan was doing, so he also lowered the car window and asked Wu Xuan, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

Wu Xuan suddenly showed an international gesture to Bao Yuze and said, "I'm sorry for you!"

After saying that, Wu Xuan slapped the driver's seat and immediately accelerated and threw the taxi behind. Wu Xuan, who closed the window, covered her stomach and laughed: "Did you see Zhihan? His expression just now was so ridiculous, he was such a fool hahaha..."

I didn't have so much leisure to make fun with Wu Xuan. I took out my phone and opened the map. I found that the road we were moving forward was a long way from the other side. So I asked the driver in front, "This road continues like this. Is there no place to stop in the middle?"

The driver thought for a while and said, "However, there is, there is a fork in the middle of the road leading to a villa. However, the villa was requisitioned by the government after the former owner died, but now I don't know what it is used for."

"Where is it? How far is it?" I asked hurriedly.

"It's about ten kilometers? Then you can see a small road on your right, which leads to that villa." He said while driving, "But I heard from others about this. It was five years ago that I came to work in Los Angeles. That villa was requisitioned seven years ago."

I searched on the mobile phone map, but didn't find any forks on the road. I asked him again: "No, the road is not displayed on my mobile phone map... Is it because it is too remote that it has not been recorded in the map?"

"It's impossible. When I passed by here before, there were some on the map..." As he said that, he took out his phone and searched, but found nothing: "No, I walked this road many times when I first came to Los Angeles. There was indeed a fork in the road leading to the side..."

"Continue to drive, and you will know if there is any."

So the driver continued to drive, and not long after, he finally arrived at the fork in the road that the driver said. He pointed to the telephone pole in front and said, "It's just that I've passed that telephone pole. I came here once half a year ago... Ah, I have it!"

The driver quickly stopped the car. Sure enough, there was a fork on the right side of the road, but there was a "stop" sign on the side of the road. It seemed that this road was not allowed to pass, so it was no wonder that the road was deleted on the mobile phone map.

Looking at the fork road for a moment, I said again: "Drive, continue walking forward, and stop for about three kilometers."

The driver now understood what I said was equivalent to what Wu Xuan said. Although he didn't know who I was, he didn't ask more questions and drove forward directly.

I guess this guy is very likely to regard me as an illegitimate daughter of Uncle Yang, Wu Xuan’s half-sister, etc. He really has this awareness when he looks at me. I think when he calls me, he should be trying hard to suppress his urge to call "Miss Three"?

The driver continued to drive forward for about three kilometers and then stopped. Wu Xuan looked back and said, "I probably know what you want to do - you want to wait here. If you haven't seen the taxi pass by for a while, it means they are on that fork road, right?"

"Yes, but if they returned the same way, I would admit defeat, but I don't think there is that possibility."

The three of them sat in the car and waited quietly. Wu Xuan asked the driver about his work in Los Angeles from time to time. After chatting for more than ten minutes, he suddenly realized that he had not asked the person's name yet. So Wu Xuan felt embarrassed and said, "What... I don't seem to know your name yet."

"Ah, my surname is Niu, and my name is not very nice. Just call me Niu," he smiled at us.

"Xiao Niu..." I muttered the name and said, "Xiao Niu... Why did you suddenly feel like a street gangster teasing a good girl? Girl, give me a smile."

"Three... If two ladies like, you can call me a girl." Xiao Maverick obviously knew that if we took good care of both of us, we would be very likely to get a chance to get a promotion and salary increase. If you are lucky, you can transfer it back to Minhai without having to continue to work hard in this remote Los Angeles. But he should have wanted to call me "Three ladies" just now, right? But in the end he still held back. He didn't dare to shout nonsense before he was confirmed.

In order not to make this guy feel so uncomfortable, I said to him: "My surname is Tang, and I am Wu Xuan's friend."

"Ah, haha...Hello Miss Tang."

Just as we were chatting, we suddenly saw a taxi coming from behind. It was indeed the taxi just now.

Seeing us parked on the side of the road, the taxi slowed down and stopped beside us. After the window fell, I saw that there was no one else there except the driver. The black driver stared at his eldest eyes and asked the Mavericks, "Man, what happened? Do you need help?"

"Ah, thank you man, we're fine, just stop here and have a rest..."

"Where are the two people sitting in your car just now?" I asked him quickly, "Why are your two passengers missing?"
Chapter completed!