Chapter 515: track

Chapter 515 Tracking

Upon hearing this, the subordinate's expression sank, and he quickly responded—

"Yes, Brother Song!"

It seems that, as the young master and wife expected, this woman might run away with the child.

Song Yun didn't expect to be caught by him here.

…

Soon, the subordinate inquired about the situation, and hurried back—

"Brother Song, she asked Liu Ge's class teacher for three days off, and she came here to pick up the child. But, it's only three days, it doesn't seem like she's going to run away?"

The subordinate asked with some doubts.

However, there was a sneer at the corner of Song Yun's mouth——

"It's normal to ask for leave for three days, and the head teacher can approve it, but it's a bit abnormal to ask for leave for more than three days, and it may require the principal's signature. If she wants to run away, as long as she can take the person away smoothly, it will be fine. , As for being found abnormal after three days, do you think she still cares? She might think that she will already be abroad by then!"

Song Yun's mind was spinning quickly.

The subordinate was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that what Song Yun said made a lot of sense.

It is better to be cautious.

"Okay, let's check the air or sea transportation right away, and check anyone who can leave the country, and see if this woman, and Wang Xi's gang, have any plans to enter or leave the country."

Song Yun gave orders very vigilantly.

"Yes, Brother Song!"

…

Not long after Song Yun finished speaking, he saw the school gate below, where Liu Jingyuan was waiting, a little boy appeared, walking slowly towards Liu Jingyuan.

Liu Jingyuan quickly hugged him lovingly, then pulled him into the car and left.

"Brother Song, should we chase after?"

The subordinate asked quickly.

"Let them keep watching, it's getting late, let's go to Nangang Wharf and keep an eye on Cending..."

After Song Yun finished speaking, he got up and left.

The subordinate hurriedly made arrangements.

…

Night came quietly, and as the weather became colder, the night seemed to be much quieter than the hot summer.

In a cold and old residential house on the outskirts of S city.

The lights are still very dim, and there is almost no light around. Except for the street lights in the narrow alleys, the whole residential house looks extraordinarily quiet.

And, at this time, in the cold and empty residential house—

The man wearing a black hoodie and a mask is still sitting in front of the desk, with gloves on his slender hands, and two laptops on his desk are open.

At this time, what appeared on the screen were monitoring screens one by one.

The man leaned back in the cold chair, staring at the screen in front of him with his indifferent and sharp eyes without any warmth...

After a while, he straightened up slightly, clicked on one of them, and soon a man appeared on the screen, with slightly longer curly black hair, a thick beard, European and American outlines, and a cap. Pretentiously, under the cover of night, he was slowly walking towards the golf course ahead.

Soon, the man disappeared from the surveillance sight.

And, after a while, another car also stopped at the place where the man stopped just now.

It seems that there is only one person in the car—

It was a man in the driver's seat. The man was wearing a fisherman's hat and gray-black casual clothes. Can't figure out who it is.

Soon, the man got off the driver's seat, carrying a lockbox in his hand, and walked in the direction where the man in the peaked cap disappeared. After a while, the figure also disappeared from sight.

At this moment, a trace of coldness flashed across the eyes of the man in front of the desk. He quickly turned up the screen and saw the license plate number of the car of the man in the fisherman hat.

He quickly entered the license plate number into the computer next to him, and after a few instructions, the owner of the license plate number came out, but the information that came out showed a silver-gray Toyota Corolla. He is the real owner of the license plate.

However, the car driven by the man in the fisherman hat is a black Volkswagen Passat...

Deck car?

A trace of coldness flashed across the man's eyes.

Zoomed in on the photo of the man in the fisherman’s hat captured in the video, but he still couldn’t see who the man was. With his body shape, he looked very healthy, and he couldn’t even catch it with his eyes…

The man was calm and waited patiently.

While clicking on another monitor to watch.

And this time, it was an old-fashioned residential building. From the looks of it, it seemed to be a building allocated by the previous unit. The lights were on on the third floor, and an old man with white hair was sitting at a desk reading a book.

The old man's appearance is very thin, but he is quite tough, and he also looks very gentle, wearing a pair of glasses.

If Ming Qianye was here at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize that this person is Wang Xi.

Lou Manshu's mentor, someone Lou Manshu has always respected.

At this moment, the mobile phone next to Wang Xi suddenly rang...

...

The man quickly searched for the location of the other party of Wang Xi's call.

Sure enough, it was—

H city!

Wang Xi looked very relaxed when he answered the phone, even with a smile on his face.

It is not difficult for the man to come out who is on the other end of the phone.

…

Soon, in another surveillance, the man in the fisherman hat seemed to have appeared in the surveillance again, but the password box was missing in his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, the man finally reached out and entered a series of commands into the computer...

Soon, the car parked on the opposite road in the monitoring suddenly automatically called the police, and in the blink of an eye, the car quickly slammed into the streetlight behind the Passat on the opposite side!

'Boom! '

There was a violent collision sound, and a wave of air was shaken. The man in the fisherman hat who came over was a little caught off guard, and subconsciously raised his arms to resist the surging air wave, and he fell down!

The fisherman hat on his head was also lifted by the blast, revealing a head.

Looking at the head, it has a crew cut, but the hairline has moved back, and the front is a little bald.

But this man reacted quickly, subconsciously raised his hand to cover his hat in an instant, and quickly got up, his arm seemed to be injured.

At this time, a pair of male and female voices came from not far away—

'Ah... our car...'

‘How did it get out of control? '

‘I just said that the automatic one is not good, did you not pull the handbrake? '

'I should have pulled it...'

‘This is a steep slope, slip after meeting? I feel that this automatic one is still unreliable, so I will not buy it next time, let’s wait for the technology to become more mature...’

(end of this chapter)