The thing that brought Yang Jian back to his senses wasn't Luo Yong sitting beside him, nor was it Wan Delu waiting to go to bed, but a notification sound from the phone on his body.
This was a satellite-positioning mobile phone, standard issue from headquarters, usually used by operators to contact ghost manipulators.
"Hm?" After opening the text message, Yang Jian saw a very brief message.
"Half an hour ago, people in your circle of friends decided at the meeting to take you down, please be extra cautious."
The information displayed a stranger's name, but with this satellite-positioning phone, Yang Jian could directly check this stranger's identity information, even their home address, and their current place of residence.
But Yang Jian knew that the information linked to this number was definitely that of a passerby, the one sending this message must be Li Yao.
