Li Qiao circled around the laboratory building and returned to the dormitory in the backyard.
Once inside, she leaned against the door for a few seconds in silence, her fingers clutching the phone tightening gradually.
Hopefully, Li San hadn't run into trouble, otherwise...
Li Qiao lowered her eyelids, her eyes brimming with a mix of obscurity and grim determination as she quickly walked into the living room and turned on the computer on the table.
After switching the main screen, she logged into the border's information database using Nan Xin's account.
Li Qiao's fingers flew across the keyboard, from checking recent freight conditions to the weapon factory's orders, everything was carried out in an orderly fashion.
Suddenly, she caught an important piece of information.
A skirmish had occurred near the weapon factory three days ago.
This detail caused Li Qiao's fingers to freeze on the keyboard, her gaze fixated, unwavering as she stared at the words "skirmish."
