Meng Chao did not answer the middle-aged man's question.
He turned and ran.
The enemy could discover the doctor's abnormality at any time, so they had to seize every minute.
Meng Chao returned to the container at lightning speed.
He had gently twined two strands of hair at the entrance of the container earlier. Neither of them showed any signs of moving or breaking.
The mud on the ground was still the same as when he left.
Through the dim light, the female doctor could be seen lying on the stretcher like a dead snake. She could not even move an eyelash.
Meng Chao held his breath and listened for three seconds. After making sure that there was no breathing or heartbeat from a third person in the container, he crawled in.
In order to lock onto the owner of the mysterious number, he had to dial the number again from a close enough distance.