"What should we do now?"
Xiong Wenwen stood somewhat anxiously in the lobby, her gaze drifting unintentionally toward the smiling woman at the front desk.
Why is this person still here?
Hadn't Guo Fan been making a fuss about dealing with her earlier? Now both of them are out of sight, yet this female receptionist is still here, and she keeps smiling at us, a smile that chills the heart a bit.
Yang Jian glanced at the woman at the front desk but didn't pay much attention; instead, he said, "Let's rest a bit and come up with a new plan. Forcing our way through seems futile. We need to find another angle."
"As I said earlier, we need to confirm Tong Qian's condition first. If she's dead, we have to find her phone. Given her personality, it's unlikely she didn't leave behind some message. If all else fails, I have another course of action."
At this point, he paused.
Another course of action for Yang Jian would mean he had to try his luck in either room 13 or room 31.
