Just as Wang Hao's face showed a flash of recognition, the ringtone of his cellphone suddenly went off.
When he saw the caller ID, he jolted wide awake, and the alcohol seemed to dissipate by seventy to eighty percent.
No sooner had Wang Hao pressed the answer button than the old leader's authoritative voice came through.
"Zhan Long, there's an emergency mission!"
Zhan Long was Wang Hao's codename in the organization. The old leader only used this name for important missions.
He dared not show any negligence and responded seriously, "Zhan Long received, General, please give your instructions!"
"Zhan Long, we've just received the latest news. The plane that Fox was on has gone missing in the Golden Triangle..."
Before the old leader could finish, Wang Hao, unable to hold back, interrupted, "What, Fox has gone missing? What happened?"
