Not knowing exactly how many phone calls he made, Zhang Youze finally reached a city leader with whom he had some connections, who had coincidentally attended the morning's car exhibition, and heard something that gave him a clue.
"For this matter, you should check the surveillance footage."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Youze slapped his forehead hard, realizing he'd forgotten such an important clue in his frantic state. If something happened during the car exhibition, wouldn't he know everything by watching the surveillance footage?
Suppressing his inner agitation, Zhang Youze watched the surveillance footage for a while. As he watched, his pupils suddenly contracted sharply, and he punched the table with a "bang," gritting his teeth and dialing his son's number with trembling fingers.
When the call connected, Zhang Youze roared in unprecedented anger: "Get over here to see me, now! Immediately! Right away!"
