From within the middle school's science building, Li Tianhao walked out.
Behind him, Lou Qingfeng, the Xiao brothers, Old Hu, and a few others followed. Wrapped up like dumplings, they began marching toward the Zhao Dong Building.
They weren't too far from Zhao Dong Building. Last night, the Xiao brothers had secretly scouted the area and reported back to Li Tianhao themselves.
At that time, Lin Zhen had just been trapped in the building for not too long.
As they were walking, Li Tianhao asked Lou Qingfeng, "Mr. Lou, you think Lin Zhen should be dead by now, right?"
Lou Qingfeng nodded: "In theory, he should be dead. No one can stay overnight in the building. If there was cell signal, I'm sure you would have received a message by now."
