Chapter 632 Isn’t it just a box of dumplings, as for it?
"What does Boss Lu mean by this?"
"You just need to know, you and the Xu family, none of you have the right to tell me what happened to her."
The little girl had an accident, and Lu Hanyao was already in a bad mood, but Xu Junmin, a stunned young man, shot him at the muzzle. He didn't let the bodyguards take her away because of the little girl's face.
Sitting in the car, Lu Hanyao immediately called Wang Yuanqing.
"Have you picked up anything at the scene?"
Wang Yuanqing was dumbfounded by the question.
He quickly realized, "Master Yao, I found Miss Su's backpack and mobile phone."
"That's not it!"
The man's voice was cold and bone-chilling, as if covered in ice, which made Wang Yuanqing's heart skip a beat.
"Master Yao, there are quite a lot of things on site, can you give me a hint?"
"dumpling."
Wang Yuanqing reacted immediately, "Master Yao, I'll look for it right away."
"If you can't find you, don't come back."
"..."
Hung up the phone, Wang Yuanqing immediately summoned people to disperse the search.
He himself ran to the Volkswagen that had just been overturned by the crane.
The car rolled several times on the ground, the entire body was deformed, the glass windows were all broken, and the things in the car were scattered everywhere.
Searched around the car body to no avail, Wang Yuanqing went to the car to find it by chance.
In the end, he really found it.
A white handbag was stuck in the gap between the back seat and the trunk of the car. Aren’t there dumplings in the bag?
Wang Yuanqing was ecstatically carrying a handbag to his car, but a policeman stopped him.
"Sorry, you can't take this now."
As soon as the accident happened, Lu Hanyao called the police. The two kidnappers in the car had been brought under control, and the other one was at large and was being arrested.
Everything in the car is physical evidence, and the police need to bring it back to the police station for investigation.
Wang Yuanqing glanced at the young policeman, without arguing with him, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to call the person in charge of the police station.
At this moment, an elderly policeman came over, "What's wrong?"
Wang Yuanqing stopped making phone calls.
"I need to take this box of dumplings now, you can take a look, it should not affect your detection work."
The old policeman took the bag and took out the contents.
Just a box of plain raw dumplings.
The old policeman returned the things to Wang Yuanqing, "Yes, you can take them away."
After Wang Yuanqing walked away, the young policeman couldn't help muttering, "Isn't it just a box of dumplings, as for?"
The old policeman patted him on the shoulder and smiled meaningfully, "Yes, it's just a box of dumplings."
The young policeman froze.
Wang Yuanqing sent the things to his boss's house as quickly as possible to avoid the dumplings thawing and deforming on the road. He didn't even dare to turn on the heater in the car, and his hands and feet were so cold that they almost didn't belong to him.
"Master Yao, what you want."
Took the handbag from the assistant, opened it, looked at the dumplings inside, was silent for a while, then Lu Hanyao handed the things to Jiangzhou.
"Put it away."
Jiang Zhou didn't know what happened, but he could tell from his husband's expression how important this box of dumplings was.
When he came to the kitchen, Jiang Zhou opened the box, put the dumplings one by one in a special dumpling box, marked them, and put them in the freezer.
When Jiang Zhou came out of the kitchen, he saw that the man had already changed into his out-of-the-way clothes, and quickly asked, "Sir, are you still going out so late?"
"Something needs to be done."
Lu Hanyao replied without turning his head, "Go to bed early, don't wait for me to come back."
"Have you had dinner yet?"
What responded to Jiangzhou was the sound of the villa gate being closed.
(end of this chapter)