Crisis!

Dong Xuebin opened his eyes in the hotel room, his face frighteningly grim. The moment he got out of bed, he began smoking cigarette after cigarette. Three days had passed, yet Li Taibo had vanished without a trace. How was Qian Qian? Was she still alive? The thought weighed on Dong Xuebin's heart like a boulder!

He immediately made a call. "Hello, Big Sister Xu."

Xu Yan's voice came from the other end. "I've pulled some strings on my side, but we still haven't found anything."

"How could you not find him?" Dong Xuebin said harshly. "Did he really leave the country?"

Xu Yan sighed. "I think there's a strong possibility. Maybe he used channels we don't know about."

Dong Xuebin slammed his palm against the bedboard. Li Taibo, don't let me find you! Otherwise, you're dead!

"Little Dong, I'm going to say something you won't like hearing. What you need now is proper rest. Your voice doesn't sound good, and that won't do. If you collapse, who's going to save your goddaughter? No matter what, you need to calm down first. I'll keep thinking of ways to help from my side."

Rest? His goddaughter's life and death were unknown. How could Dong Xuebin possibly rest?

"Director Xu, do you have Li Taibo's detailed file?"

"I do. What is it?"

"Give me a copy. Yours should be more detailed."

"Alright. I'll have someone deliver it to you shortly."

"Thank you."

An hour later, a State Security staff member delivered the file to the hotel, then took his leave.

Dong Xuebin took Li Taibo's file back to his room and read it word by word. State Security's information was indeed far more detailed than the Public Security Bureau's. It contained nearly every record Li Taibo had ever left behind in Fenzhou