Chapter 86: Chapter 83: Missing Person: Wen Xian
As he spoke, he had already quickly grabbed his clothes and left the house.
Outside the jurisdiction, in the late evening, the lights of several off-road vehicles flickered on and off, immediately heading towards Bayan Har Mountain.
The off-road vehicles heading to Bayan Har Mountain were speeding on the highway.
“Boss, boss, I’ve found the last location of those two missing vehicles, in the Nianbaoyuze area!” Sang Nian received the vehicle location information sent by the travel agency.
Lu Xiao drove swiftly, his gaze quickly scanning the GPS map, and he roughly knew where it was.
He spoke calmly, “Now, confirm that there are no missing persons.”
Sang Nian: “We’re waiting for news from the travel agency. What we know so far includes two drivers, one tour guide, and seven tourists. It’s a premium small group; each person spent thousands to hire a car specifically to go to Bayan Har Mountain.”
As he said this, Sang Nian couldn’t help but curse softly, “I see this not as spending money to enjoy but as spending money to seek death! Moreover, we still don’t know what they’ve encountered. If they’ve come across quicksand or a freezing current, they’re done for.”
It wasn’t that he wanted to speak harshly, but it was indeed the reality—with such ghostly seasons, ghostly weather, and disappearing in such a ghostly place, any slight accident could be fatal!
Lu Xiao pressed his lips together, and his eyes darkened; he, of course, knew how dangerous it was.
While they were talking, they entered an area covered with dark clouds.
Lu Xiao looked at the sky, which was about to storm, and suddenly thought of a figure.
She had mentioned her flight tonight.
By this time, she must have already left.
Sang Nian’s phone suddenly rang, and a message came through.
“Here it is, the confirmed list of missing persons has been sent, seven tourists from Beijing, Hunan, Shanghai—”
Sang Nian read out the information of the missing people, but as his gaze unexpectedly fell on a particular name, he fell silent immediately—!
The words in his throat all choked up there; his eyes widened, staring at the SMS that showed a name corresponding to Shanghai, completely dumbfounded.
Then, Sang Nian’s hand holding the phone trembled involuntarily.
“Bo-boss…” when he spoke again, his tongue was tied.
Lu Xiao saw Sang Nian’s pale face, and suddenly his eyebrows slightly furrowed, an ominous premonition emerging from the depths of his heart.
He drove the car, watching the highway ahead.
Sang Nian’s face was extremely troubled, and he stammered, “The missing tourists include a woman named, Wen, Wen Xian…”
As he spoke, the wheels of the car suddenly screeched against the asphalt—!
The car veered off and came to a sudden stop on the side of the road.
The other off-road vehicles continued to speed forward.
The rainstorm grew heavier, deafening, but at that moment, Lu Xiao seemed to hear nothing.
Only Sang Nian’s words echoed in his ears.
The car stopped on the roadside, rain pouring outside, Lu Xiao looked at him, and asked.
Panic and confusion appeared in Sang Nian’s eyes, not to mention his worry.
How many Wen Xians could there be in this world?
Sang Nian simply handed him the phone, hesitating as he spoke, “Bo-boss, could it be a namesake?”
Sang Nian watched as their boss locked his gaze tightly on the screen.
The SMS clearly listed each person’s identification information.
Wen Xian, from Shanghai, lives in Lujiazui, Pudong New Area, ID number 31011619951114****, twenty-four years old.