By the time Lan Mu arrived at the scene, the press conference had already ended, and the reporters had long since left.
When Bai Ze saw Lan Mu, he said, "Zhang Yang is staying in this hotel. I rented a room directly below his."
"Fine. Let's talk inside." Lan Mu nodded and entered the Shangbala Hotel with Bai Ze.
Bai Ze's suite was 1103, while Zhang Yang was in 1205.
The moment they entered, they saw two computers running, monitoring the entrance to room 1205 and the Shangbala lobby on the first floor.
Lan Mu asked doubtfully, "Why are you watching the lobby?"
Bai Ze fiddled with a printer beside him. Before long, it printed three lists, each with ten names and screenshots of their faces.
"I found Luo Yi's people, but I don't recognize all of them, so I checked the information on every guest. There are roughly thirty suspicious individuals."
"Among these thirty, at least eight are members of CANC."
"I've already confirmed three of them. I know one, while the other two are reporters who wanted to sneak in under the pretense of an interview and install surveillance equipment. I saw through them immediately. Zhang Yang isn't stupid either—he refused all interviews."
Lan Mu looked around the luxurious suite and asked, "Is this room safe? There isn't any surveillance, right?"
Bai Ze nodded vigorously. "I'm certain it's safe! I originally wanted to book 1105 next door, but those two reporters beat me to it."
Without another word, Lan Mu transformed into the White-haired Lion. No, he should now have been called the Pride Hunter.
With Hunting Rhythm fully unleashed, the entire building fell within his perception.
There really were two men staying next door. Judging by their posture, they were operating computers as well.
However, there were