Chapter 290 Gunshots (1)

The search on this day still bore no results.

The sun set in the west, casting a layer of pale gold light across the entire forest.

Samuel Johnson looked out from the edge of the cliff into the lush, dense forest that seemed to have no end.

It had been two days now.

No person found, no trace found, this forest was too vast; searching by manpower was akin to trying to extinguish a forest fire with a cup of water.

But he couldn't go back, couldn't give up. She was out there; he had lost her and must find her again.

"Mr. Johnson, dinner's ready."

The team leader called out to him from not far away.

Nearby, the team members had already set up an iron pot, and the smell of beef wafted through the air, providing a comforting solace for those who had been searching hard for two days.

Samuel Johnson nodded and walked towards the dining area.

"Mr. Johnson."

The team leader looked at his expression and said, "Don't worry so much, we will find her."