Trap

The sky gradually darkened.

Near the entrance of East Lake City's public hospital, Chen Zhipeng and Li Qingping were stopped by a few men who had suddenly appeared.

These men had disheveled hair and injuries on their bodies. It was clear at a glance that they were not people who did normal jobs in the city.

"What are you guys trying to do? I'm Chen Zhipeng from the archives bureau." Chen Zhipeng directly revealed his identity, hoping that this would cause the other party to have some reservations.

"Don't worry, we won't do anything to you. We just want to ask you for a small favor," one of the men replied as he took out a large brick-sized cell phone from his waist.

"Hello! Hello! Who's this?" Chen Shaojie's voice came from the other end of the line.

Chen Zhipeng and Li Qingping were both shocked by the voice coming from the phone.

Who were these people?

Why did they have Shaojie's phone number?