Popping a throat lozenge into his mouth, and feeling the dryness in his throat slightly recede, Song Haoran, now seated in a black ORDINARY sedan parked by the roadside, began his conversation with his father, Song Tianyou.
In short, he first reported the events he experienced at the theater, and finally asked, "By the way, how did you get the intelligence about Roger's theater hostage situation, Dad?"
Although the intelligence arrived a bit late, making it quite passive, it was better than nothing. At least Song Haoran was able to leave the concert hall early before the hostage situation unfolded, otherwise the night's actions might not have been so smooth.
"The batch of bombs that Roger has came from the Fire King."
