70 Temporary Passengers
"Another train conductor?" Lin Mo's eyes instantly darkened. She pressed on, "Where is he now?"
Chen Yu shook his head, his tone uncertain: "I don't know. Maybe he's still in Indonesia. He's been working there for years. He wanted to come back, but the apocalypse hit suddenly, and he couldn't drive back, so he had to stay there."
It wasn't the same group that had attacked their train earlier. Lin Mo felt slightly relieved.
"Why is your classmate working so far away?" Zhao Yiqi leaned in, looking curious.
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