"Mr. Reed, you should go back and rest!" Mark Reed's sleepless, frantic appearance made his subordinates worried, repeatedly advising him.
In these critical times, Mark Reed couldn't feel any fatigue at all. He firmly said, "I won't rest until I find Valentine."
Continuing the search at the resort wasn't working. The police had already packed up, so Mark Reed started thinking of other ways.
He drove out, even if it was just by chance, he wouldn't let himself stop. Constantly, continuously keeping himself busy or else he would fall apart.
Suddenly the phone rang. Mark Reed's heart tightened as he hurriedly grabbed the phone to check the caller ID. Seeing an unfamiliar number, he got excited immediately.
Fearing the caller might hang up, he quickly answered, held the phone to his ear, and his right hand holding it trembled slightly. "Hello, who is this?"
