Chen Qinghan listened, then took out Ou Chen's ID and showed the photo to Mike.
"It's him, it's this person!" Mike was somewhat excited.
After the excitement passed, Mike looked at me and Chen Qinghan, his expression froze for a moment, "You didn't come back to update the marks."
"That's right, we didn't, we went to the wolf's den." Chen Qinghan admitted frankly.
"Did you discover anything?" Mike's attention was successfully diverted, and he no longer fixated on the illusion, his gaze falling onto Ou Chen's ID.
"We found two backpacks, two people's IDs, one was a cowboy hat, the other was this man, his name is Ou Chen, both were members of a team from a few years ago, and in the end, they were the only two left from that team." I didn't mention the old letters and last words, just said that the cowboy hat and Ou Chen last went to the city center.
"Do you believe what he said?" Mike calmed down, "I don't know the team you're talking about, they're certainly not our people."
