"Anonymous informant?" Li Hao frowned slightly. He knew that an official report required solid evidence before a case could be opened; anonymous tips lacked high credibility. Yet intuition told him this might be a crucial lead.
"Should I go?" Li Hao fell into deep thought. He was not an impulsive man, but the circumstances were extraordinary. Zhao Lichun already wanted him dead, and he needed to find a breakthrough as quickly as possible, or he risked falling into a completely passive position.
Li Hao decided to trust his gut. He changed into casual clothes, put on a hat and a face mask, and drove alone to Handong Hotel.
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