One hundred and three. Die wherever you go.

Lu Li released Yang Chunxue, who immediately headed straight for the computer but was then distracted by the plastic bag brought back by Kong Nanqing.

Not everything Lu Li brought back was desired by Kong Nanqing. She picked out some items, hiding and disposing of them in the trash can.

When she intended to throw away the photo album, Lu Li stopped her.

He still had some questions to ask.

Taking the album from Kong Nanqing, Lu Li pointed to the young man in the corner wearing a checkered shirt, "Do you still remember him?"

"Little Hu... Song Hu, an employee of the company."

"Do you know about the watch on his wrist?" His finger slid down, pointing to that wrist.

"Some... impressions," Kong Nanqing stared at the album, trying to recall past events. "He was wearing that watch when he joined the company."

"How long ago."

"Two years ago..."

Liu Wenwei disappeared five years ago, and Little Hu was within the scope of suspicion.