Jian Xi was at the police station drinking tea, naturally hoping not to be further interrogated by the police, hoping to glean some clues.
The missing Nan Mochen was considered a third-generation red, and even though Nan Mufeng had retired, he held Jiangcheng's economic lifeline in his hands!
Annoyed by the questioning, Jian Xi simply stopped talking.
On the other side, Nan Mufeng's men were digging three feet into the ground searching for people, while Rui Kun stayed by Nan Mufeng's side constantly.
An hour passed, two hours passed... As the sun was about to set, they still hadn't found anyone.
Nan Mufeng's face darkened.
His heart seemed to wander back to four years ago, to the time when he searched for Jian Xi on the sea.
Rui Kun and Xiao Hang looked at Nan Mufeng with concern. The scene of Nan Mufeng almost losing himself four years ago seemed just like yesterday. They dared not be careless.
