Gu Ci stayed in a hotel to be closer to the competition and also to meet with Lu Zhiyuan, Jiang Junlin's residence, which was a forty-minute drive from the competition venue.
"Brother, all the rooms are booked, so no need to run around. I'm fine, and Chen Fei is here," said Gu Ci softly. "We're a bit unlucky to encounter a terrorist attack."
Jiang Junlin furrowed his brows, and Gu Ci knew what was going on. This wasn't an ordinary attack, as her brother's expression indicated. Gu Ci asked, "I saw in the news that the attackers are all dead?"
Jiang Junlin nodded. "Yes, the case has been solved. It's quite unusual."
At least he knew who was behind it, but he didn't know who had killed them. The method was clean and left no traces. Pei Qiuying had suffered a major setback.