But what John didn't know was that Qiao Jing had already arrived outside the research institute.
No sooner had Qiao Jing stepped out of the institute's door than the iron gate behind her clanged shut.
She looked back at the iron gate and her lips curled into a smile.
It seemed that these people were just now realizing what was happening, but...
It was already too late.
Qiao Jing lowered the brim of her hat and hurried outside, but she hadn't gone far when she realized something was amiss.
As soon as she walked out the front door, she was met with a blast of strong wind.
Where could such a strong wind be coming from?
Looking up, what she saw wasn't the outside road, but many trees that together resembled a forest.
Qiao Jing slowly furrowed her brows and squinted, gazing into the distance.
Only then did she understand what John meant by his words, "The environment is very nice."
Because the research institute was built on an island!
