"Han Cong can't be reached." The chubby old man said, "He told me yesterday he wanted to review some documentation and asked me to help write a work summary. I gave him the password so he could manage it himself. But when I checked this morning, only half of the document was entered, and no one's answering the communication."
"Could something have happened?" Xu Huo asked worriedly.
"He left the Supervision Department Building on his own." Li Song said indifferently, "Last night's incident might have attracted him due to the chaos outside. You're well aware of the situation in the Western District; while everyone else is hiding, he headed straight towards trouble. If something happened, he can't blame anyone else."
Xu Huo fell silent and cautiously glanced downstairs, but someone sharp-eyed noticed him, and a brick immediately turned and slammed against the glass.
