After Yun Mu heard Black Glove report the location of the warehouse, he hung up the phone.
Hong Xingbao was already impatient on the side, "Yun Mu, what's up, did the kidnappers call? Don't worry, I've already located them. They're in an abandoned warehouse across from South Sea Bay."
Yun Mu chuckled. It seemed Hong Xingbao was quite efficient. However, this time, he might be in for a disappointment.
Yun Mu smiled and explained his relationship with Black Glove to Hong Xingbao. After hearing it, Hong Xingbao also found it unbelievable. To think he was kidnapped by an acquaintance's subordinate.
Still, out of professional police instinct, Hong Xingbao couldn't help but remind Yun Mu.
"Yun Mu, although this Black Glove is your friend, it seems you're not very close. How about I send some people to protect you?"
Yun Mu shook his head. Hong Xingbao was right; he indeed wasn't very close to Black Glove. But based solely on this gesture, Yun Mu felt a certain fondness for him.