The conditions in the sleeper car were much better than in the hard-seat car. Not only were there fewer people in the aisle, but since the train had only just departed, the line for the restroom was also short.
But the occasional passenger or attendant still walked by. Xu Changqing searched along one end of the car, but she couldn't find a suitable spot to unravel the mystery.
Seeing this, Shen Weimin didn't press her. He motioned for her to stand in the gangway connection between cars, holding back a laugh as he whispered, "Worried it's too hot to handle?"
Xu Changqing sighed to herself. 'He'd guessed it. The note you gave me that morning said you urgently needed one or two 100-year-old wild ginseng roots. It didn't mention money at all.'
'And I forgot to ask about it later.'
