Night Owl has not yet responded.
Soon, several voices echoed in his mind.
"We've been blowing wind at the mountaintop for two hours; logically, White Owl should have seen the news and headed to West Mountain by now."
Hai Pig's voice carried a trace of impatience.
"Yeah, maybe he's stuck in traffic?"
Roger replied unhurriedly.
"That's possible."
Xiao Yuanwang analyzed in a flat tone:
"Did Night Owl not arrange for people to set up roadblocks, delaying the police's time to enter the mountain? Who knows, that guy might be stuck on the same road as the police cars."
Listening to the three discussing in the Spirit channel, Night Owl let out a light snort:
"That guy isn't an ordinary person. Not to mention traffic, even if the cars are lined up from East City District all the way to West Mountain, he might just grow wings and fly over directly."
"That's true."
Hai Pig mumbled along with the comment:
