Noble
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Weak!" Han Sen gave a wry smile.
Han Sen wished to rebut, but Lan Se's communicator rang, cutting him off. She picked it up and said, "This is Lan Se, go ahead."
"Officer Lan, please go to the Steel Mill in the west. Something has happened there," said a rushed voice on the other end of the line.
"I will be there in five minutes," Lan Se replied, her expression growing tense.
Lan Sen looked at Han Sen, then thought of something. But the next second, she turned the car around and drove in another direction.
It was rare to see cars in the Alliance, and Han Sen had never before had the opportunity to sit in one. It was quite cool, witnessing her smooth driving skills.
The car was very fast on the streets, as well. And because she turned on the siren, the cars around would move to let her pass by. With the siren and her crazy driving skills, Lan Se did indeed make it to the mill in five minutes.