The bulletproof Lincoln was indeed a luxury vehicle.
Song Heping drove it alone, escorting Angel to the dam.
The car was great and handled smoothly; it was the best car Song Heping had ever driven, especially with its B7-level bulletproof capabilities, which provided a full sense of security.
When they arrived next to the dam and parked, the surroundings were pitch dark. Song Heping looked around and then turned to Angel in the back seat, saying, "You wait in the car. I'll go down to check things out and call you when it's time to get out."
Perhaps because she could only rely on Song Heping here, Angel didn't fuss as usual. Instead, she obediently nodded her head like a well-behaved cat.
"Okay, I'm counting on you then," she said politely, which caught Song Heping off guard.
This Western girl seemed smart.
She knew where she could make a fuss and where she couldn't.
He got out of the car, closed the door, and looked around.