Song Jiaren was a little frightened. She kept replaying the scene of Song Chuyan's car falling off the cliff in her mind. She got out of the car and walked to the edge of the cliff. She looked at the bottom of the cliff. The bottomless cliff was all she daw. The only thing she knew was that there was no chance of survival if he fell from there.
Song Jiaren took a deep breath. She recalled something and hurriedly drove towards the warehouse that Wang Qiang had told her about.
The warehouse was very small. It was a very dilapidated warehouse and was very quiet. However, there were obvious signs of fighting around the warehouse. There were even bullet holes on the door of the warehouse.
She had a glimmer of hope that Song Chuyan was in this warehouse. She hoped that the person in the car just now wasn't Song Chuyan.
She suddenly opened the door to the warehouse. There was no one inside.
