"Teacher, are you still there? Mister?"
On the phone, the 911 operator's voice kept calling, but Zhang Zian could not say a word.
He stared in disbelief at the security guards who had entered the forest to search with taser guns. He then looked down at the three numbers on his phone screen, 911. He felt cold all over as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Now that things had come to this, no matter how stupid he was, he would understand what was going on.
There's a mole!
Either there was a mole in the 911 alarm center, or there was a mole in the police that 911 sent out!
There was no other way to explain what he had seen.
Before the call to the police was over, a mole had already informed Peter Lee.
As for what would happen when the police came, they would most likely leave after a few routine questions and then deal with it as a false police report.
The operator's voice was still ringing, but he hung up.
There was no point in calling the police.
