Zhao Xiaolan leaned back, resting against the sofa, with both hands on her thighs. Her whole body relaxed, and her voice was languid.
"Come to think of it, it's strange. Everyone already knows that the laboratory was destroyed, yet the organization still hasn't contacted me.
"In the past, even if something minor happened, there would be news within half a day."
Qiu Xiaodong withdrew his gaze, turned to look at her, thought for a moment, and said,
"Could it be that the organization thinks you were captured? After all, when the laboratory was surrounded, no one except you escaped. They might think you didn't get away either, so they haven't contacted you."
Zhao Xiaolan shook her head, lightly tracing her finger over her knee. "Impossible. Even if I had been captured, they would still have tried to contact me several times.
"There hasn't been the slightest movement this time. This is the first time it's happened."
Looking at her furrowed brows, Qiu Xiaodong hesitated before saying, "Why don't you contact the organization yourself? Tell them you're safe. Maybe they haven't been able to reach you."
Zhao Xiaolan sighed, picked up the phone charging on the coffee table, and unplugged the charging cable.
Her fingers moved swiftly across the screen as she entered an unmarked phone number, then pressed the call button.
Qiu Xiaodong sat beside her, watching her expression.
At first, Zhao Xiaolan merely frowned slightly. After a few seconds, her brows drew tightly together, and the corners of her mouth drooped.
Before long, she hung up and casually tossed the phone onto the sofa.
"Couldn't get through?" Qiu Xiaodong asked hurriedly.
Zhao Xiaolan nodded, her voice somewhat heavy. "Mm. It says the other party's phone is switched off."
Qiu Xiaodong scratched his head and opened his mouth, wanting to