At this moment, Lakshen and his group were on horseback, following Tian Kui as they searched for Sangbu east of the camp.
According to Sangbu's parents, he had ridden his motorcycle eastward when he left.
"Chief, even if the kid wanted to kill himself, he wouldn't have run this far, right?" Old Chen muttered.
They had set out sometime after ten o'clock. It had been two hours, and they had covered more than ten kilometers, but they still hadn't found any sign of him.
If he was just upset after being rejected and wanted to go out to clear his head, he wouldn't have gone this far.
The same was true if he intended to take his own life.
If he were going to do something drastic, why run this far? Wasn't he worried no one would find his body?
"Don't talk nonsense," Lakshen quickly cut in.
'You have to hope for the best.'
As they were riding, Lakshen's satellite phone rang.
It was a call from Liao Lei.
