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“Shenmu! What the hell were you doing in Shenmu City?” exclaimed Davies after Tom informed them that was where they had to go to retrieve the missing piece.
“And when would you’ve had the time to hide something there?” demanded Olsen.
Tom shrugged. “Fine. You tell Gibson you failed ‘cos you didn’t want to go to Shenmu.”
Olsen jutted out his square chin. “Just tell me when you’d have had the time to hide something there. It’s miles from the camps and an hour from Yulin. ‘Cos if you’re just playing the fool, I’ll break your legs.”
“That would be a pity. I’ll be needing them for the climb.” Tom was serene.
Davies and Olsen exchanged puzzled looks as they followed Tom to the Tianjin Airlines counter. They had to fly to Yulin first; Tom against the window with Davies elbow annoying
