Gu Moyang knitted his brows lightly, checked the time, grabbed his car keys, and headed straight for the dormitory.
At this time, Jiang Xiaonan should be off work and in the dormitory.
Gu Moyang drove his car into the compound and walked briskly into the dormitory.
Upon opening the door, he found the place empty, with everything neatly kept. However, none of Jiang Xiaonan's belongings were present, not even a single strand of her hair.
Gu Moyang's frown deepened as he entered the room and noticed a coat still hanging.
He picked up the coat, recognizing it as the one he had draped over Jiang Xiaonan when he once drove her home.
For some reason, seeing that coat made Gu Moyang's unease grow, as if something crucial was missing.
As a special police officer, he found his instinct to often be accurate when dealing with criminals. These gut feelings could sometimes save a life from danger.
But at this moment, where was his unrest coming from?
