Du Feng's expression suddenly changed.

But when he looked again, the screen was back to normal, as if everything just now had been a hallucination.

Was he just too stressed lately?

Du Feng swallowed. He forcibly shut down the computer, his movements so fast as if he was worried something would crawl out of the screen.

Then, he slung his laptop bag over his shoulder and left with Jiang Cheng and the others.

After leaving the conference room, Jiang Cheng signaled Weiwei to dismiss the other employees. Then, Jiang Cheng gave them a few instructions, telling them not to come here unless necessary in the future.

It was obvious that the employees who had been called over didn't understand.

They didn't know Jiang Cheng's identity or what he was doing here.

But Weiwei naturally took over, telling them to just do as they were told and go back to work now.

Although Nan Huai Li was missing, the company was still operating for the time being under the control of several senior executives.

"Mr. Jiang," Weiwei asked, "are we going to Chairman Nan's office now?"

"Yes," Jiang Cheng nodded.

"Then come with me. We'll go this way." Weiwei led the group to the lobby, where there were elevators.

Three in total.

Seeing the elevators, Jiang Cheng turned to Weiwei and said very naturally, "Is it far? If it's not too far, we can take the stairs."

Hearing this, Weiwei looked troubled. "It's a bit of a distance, Mr. Jiang. Chairman Nan's office is on the 17th floor."

At this moment, Jiang Cheng noticed that Weiwei's foot moved unconsciously as she said this. She was wearing a pair of black high heels.

Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment and finally nodded. "My apologies."

A moment later, the elevator arrived. As the elevator doors slowly opened, under the soft light, there was no one inside, and it was very clean.

Just as Weiwei was about to step inside, she suddenly heard a muffled groan from behind.

"Mr. Jiang," Du Feng said, looking at Jiang Cheng, who was clutching his chest, his expression suddenly turning painful. He was at a loss for words. "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Jiang," Weiwei quickly walked back. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing the elevator doors close and leave, Jiang Cheng revealed an expression of pain relief, along with a hint of apology. "Maybe... maybe it's enteritis acting up. My diet hasn't been very regular lately."

Immediately after, Jiang Cheng seemed to realize something, and the hand clutching his chest slowly moved down, finally covering the area it should be covering.

Lin Wan'er glanced at him, the corners of her mouth involuntarily twitching upwards.

Subsequently, another elevator arrived. When the doors opened, there were several people inside, who appeared to be employees working in the building.

Some of them were wearing employee ID badges.

"Sister Wei," one of the women standing in the middle of the elevator said, smiling and greeting Weiwei. The woman was slightly chubby and not very tall, but overall, she gave off a very comfortable vibe.

It seemed she knew Weiwei and likely belonged to the same company.

After all, many companies were located in this building, and Nan Huai Li's company was just one of the larger ones.

Hearing Weiwei respond, Jiang Cheng stepped into the elevator, but he quickly noticed that everyone's eyes were on him. Or rather, behind him.

Especially the men.

It was easy to guess that they were looking at Lin Wan'er, a woman who couldn't be ignored no matter where she went.

Clients often offered large sums of money to enlist their help, but in the end, many of them just wanted to get on Lin Wan'er's good side.

They wanted the resources behind her, and they also wanted this extremely charming woman.

Only Jiang Cheng knew that they were all just wishful thinking.

The elevator steadily ascended.

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng's arm was entwined, and a soft warmth leaned against him. The next moment, Jiang Cheng's expression turned somewhat wry.

He knew that Lin Wan'er's acting addiction had flared up again.

"What are you doing?" he asked, feigning sternness.

"Dizzy," Lin Wan'er said, her voice perfectly controlled. At first hearing, there was nothing wrong, but the tone was the problem, as if it naturally carried a fatal seduction.

"Who told you to sleep so late?" Jiang Cheng acted very macho, as if he held supreme authority in front of Lin Wan'er.

"I waited for you for so long, but you didn't come back," Lin Wan'er said, displaying a delicate and fragile aura. "I'm afraid of the dark and don't dare to sleep alone."

Jiang Cheng pretended to struggle for a moment, but Lin Wan'er gripped his arm even tighter. Then, he said in a very impatient tone, "Alright, alright, I got it. You're clinging to me all day long, always wanting, wanting, wanting, so annoying."

Immediately after, Jiang Cheng felt several laser-like gazes shooting at him from behind, as if they wanted to pierce several holes in him.

It wasn't until the elevator reached the 17th floor and they walked out that Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Those gazes still hadn't let him go.

Not until the elevator doors closed.

Perhaps because she had seen a lot, Weiwei didn't think much of it. Through a woman's intuition, she had long guessed that the relationship between the two was abnormal.

Moreover, standing in the position of an assistant, she also knew that it was more beneficial to herself to see through things without speaking out.

However, Du Feng clearly didn't have so many thoughts. He looked at Jiang Cheng, then cautiously glanced at Lin Wan'er, and many scenes couldn't help but float in his mind.

Led by Weiwei, they soon arrived at the corridor in the surveillance video.

Nan Huai Li's office was on the right side.

That is, the left side in the surveillance video.

It was a black door.

After taking out the key and opening the door, the group walked in. After leaving the elevator, Lin Wan'er released Jiang Cheng.

The two maintained a sense of distance that was neither too close nor too far.

It was obvious that Weiwei was somewhat dissatisfied. After all, they came because of Chairman Nan's disappearance, but they openly put on such a show.

Wasn't that a little disrespectful?

Even though she herself knew that Chairman Nan was probably already gone.

The furnishings in the office were quite standard. Judging from the placement of things, it didn't seem like a premeditated disappearance.

Moreover, Jiang Cheng had checked the windows, and there were no signs of damage.

Everything was very natural.

On the solid wood desk, there was also a delicate coffee cup, which, according to Weiwei, was the one in the video.

It was a gift from Nan Jin to Nan Huai Li.

Turning around and leaving the office, Weiwei led them to the coffee machine where Chairman Nan got his coffee.

The machine was relatively old, but Jiang Cheng tried it and it still worked.

Instructing Du Feng to help him time, Jiang Cheng held the coffee cup and walked along Nan Huai Li's route that night.

He found that including getting the coffee, it took almost two and a half minutes.

This was about the same as the data provided by Du Feng.

Obviously, it was impossible for Nan Huai Li, who moved slowly, to do it.

But if he had to explain it with Nightmare Assault, Jiang Cheng didn't think it was appropriate.

There were several unavoidable problems in this.