Li Jing and Chen Yuran quickly found Luo Zhize on the first floor of the office building, and soon met with Yue Lingling and Meng Hongtu in a somewhat cramped lounge.
Meng Hongtu looked relatively young, clearly he had a high level of cultivation.
At this moment, he sat in the lounge with an indescribable gloom in his expression.
Yue Lingling sat next to Meng Hongtu, her fair little face as white as snow.
And she seemed somewhat afraid of the latter, sitting on the side without daring to make a sound.
Seeing Li Jing and the others enter the room, Meng Hongtu suddenly stood up with a hint of hope in his voice.
"Inspectors, my son..."
Before he could finish, Chen Yuran spoke up.
"Meng Fanhao, Mr. Meng, has been confirmed dead. The dead can't be revived, please find solace."
This was a brutal blow, like a punch in the face, causing Meng Hongtu, who had held a glimmer of hope in his eyes, to stumble back, looking like he had aged a few decades.