Ling Chen crawled forward more than ten meters along the ventilation duct, opened the top cover, and then jumped down, entering the bathroom on the fifty-ninth floor. Luckily, there wasn't a single person in the bathroom. Ling Chen gasped for breath and squatted in a stall for now, praying that the security personnel wouldn't find him here.
He took out his phone and called Hu Fei, asking, "Fatty, are you guys safe?"
"We've already withdrawn from the Yingtai Group building, how about you? Where are you?"
"I'm in the bathroom on the fifty-ninth floor. No one's found me yet, but I don't know how long I can hide. They're looking for me."
"What should we do then?" Hu Fei sounded worried, "The Yingtai Group is surrounded by police, and a few more trucks just arrived, all security personnel. The entire building is tightly guarded; we can't get in."
