Sun Ming grabbed her laptop and looked up at the anxious faces surrounding her. "Can I have Zhang Mei's number so I can check her location?" she asked, her fingers hovering over the keyboard.
Li Xinjie quickly checked his phone and recited Cen Yuhuan's number. Sun Ming's fingers flew across the keys, her brow furrowed in concentration. After a few moments, she frowned. "Strange," she muttered.
"What's wrong?" Li Xinjie asked, leaning forward.
Sun Ming looked up, her expression puzzled. "It's in the mall parking lot."
"Parking lot?" Li Xinjie echoed, a sinking feeling in his stomach.
Sun Lixia turned to Deng Chengxi, her voice sharp with urgency. "Get a few men to go and check at the mall parking lot... now."
Deng Chengxi nodded, not wasting a moment as he hurried out to dispatch a team of guards.
