Han Xiayang continued to nod: "Yes, I don't have her number myself, so I called Shaoqi, but the phone I dialed right after was always turned off. So I investigated with the airline and confirmed that An Nan didn't have a flight. However, I subsequently found out that An Nan bought a ticket to the United States. I wanted to find Little Jia You, but worried that the little guy would follow and worry, so I gave up."
Lan Luo finally caught on to something, his brow furrowing tighter: "So, An Nan has disappeared."
Although Han Xiayang didn't want to admit it, he nodded: "Yes, that's what it looks like for now. But what's even stranger is that Mr. Lin's girlfriend is missing, yet he hasn't made a move."
"It is indeed very strange." Upon hearing this, Lan Luo's thoughts were jumbled, unable to make sense of the situation.
Meanwhile, An Nan, whom everyone thought had gone to the United States, was standing silently in a cemetery in B City.
