Shawdow stuttered out his dad's phone number, and Wenjay dialed it twice, but no one answered.
"Could the kid have remembered it wrong?" A firefighter, surprisingly considerate, fetched the security guard. "Who are this child's parents? Do you have their contact information?"
The security guard grimaced, "We've checked. His dad is Botou Han, a researcher at the Optoelectronics Institute. We've tried calling him several times, but no one's answering... Here comes our manager, you can ask him."
The property manager, sweating profusely, pulled up the homeowner database on-site, found all the contacts listed by Han, and started dialing them one by one.