"Hello, this is Wang Lan. What? Where? Okay, I'll be right there!"
After hanging up the phone, Wang Lan gently patted Li Yan on the shoulder. "Forget it, let's stop fussing around and go."
"Another incident? Which doctor or professor is it this time?" Li Yan's face instantly darkened as he asked.
"It's not one of the professors; it's one of our own men." Saying this, he led Li Yan out of Eight Immortals City. They rose into the air and flew together toward the location of the incident.
There, by the shore of a remote park lake, lay two bodies already covered with white cloths.
Li Yan strode forward and gently lifted one of the white cloths. The moment he saw that the body underneath was dressed in a security guard's uniform, anger surged through his mind.
"Damn it!" With a punch, he shattered a nearby stone slab. "What the hell happened?"
