Mo Jiushang closed the laptop and rubbed his eyes. He seemed to be trying hard to make himself focus.
Without his usual laziness, he looked calm and people could not help but develop trust in him.
"Gu Mo, go and check the flight information on this airline. I'll deploy people. We'll split ways and set off in an hour."
"No problem!"
Gu Mo was about to leave when he was stopped by Shen Zhiyi again.
"If our movements are too big, that Qi Junze would definitely sense it. He might even take desperate measures if pushed over the wall."
Gu Mo's heart tightened. "But if we take it slow, there would be delays. Sir's and Ms. Lin's lives would similarly be in danger."
Shen Zhiyi frowned.
Just as the other people were feeling troubled, Ruan Baoer suddenly slapped her forehead.
