"Then you must be Officer Qiao!" Xu Xia smiled and shook hands with him.
Leng Zirui's description of Qiao was simple but intuitive. Xu Xia only looked at the mole under his eyebrow and already knew that he was Qiao.
Not to mention, this guy does look a bit like Obama.
"Miss Xu knows me?" Qiao was a little surprised.
"I heard ROY say that you look a lot like Obama." Xu Xia replied with a smile.
Qiao also laughed. Leng Zirui looked at the busy staff in the distance, patted Xu Xia's palm gently and said, "Wait for me in the car."
Xu Xia knew that they were going to talk about something serious and it was not convenient for her to be there, so she immediately waved to Qiao, turned around, walked back to the car and sat down.
"The blessing is not shallow." Qiao said with a smile.
"Of course." Leng Zirui did not hide the pride in his tone, and then returned to his serious tone, "Did you find anything?"
Qiao shook his head slightly, "I didn't find any valuable evidence."
Buzz!
Joe's cell phone vibrated in his pocket. He reached out and took it out. Joe listened for a while and immediately said, "Okay, I'll be right over."
After hanging up the phone, Qiao put the phone into his pocket, "Lei Wenting has been caught, he... didn't resist."
Leng Zirui didn't have much surprise on his face after hearing this, "This old fox expected that we wouldn't be able to catch Lei Qingqing."
At this moment, catching Lei Wenting doesn't make much sense.
This old fox is more cunning than Locke. All matters are left to Lei Qingqing. If they can't find Lei Qingqing, there won't be enough evidence to prove Lei Wenting's crime, because Lei Wenting is in Rome.
Even with the influence of the entire Italy, this matter must attract the attention of reporters. If no evidence can be found within 24 hours, he must be freed.
Qiao shrugged his shoulders, feeling helpless. The law is like this. You have to rely on evidence to speak your mind.
As public officials, they must be subject to these conditions.
"Boss!" A staff member wearing a name tag rushed over with a phone in his hand, "Locke's car has been found."
"Where?" Leng Zirui asked eagerly.
The staff member glanced at Qiao, who gently raised his chin to Leng Zirui, and the staff member handed the phone to Leng Zirui.
Leng Zirui answered the phone and asked a few questions, and the other party told him the specific location and situation.
"Okay, I'll be right over." Returning the phone to the staff member, Leng Zirui extended his palm to Qiao, "Leave Locke's matter to me. I will contact you as soon as there is any progress."
"Okay, we can communicate at any time." Qiao held his palm and handed an ID to his hand. "If you need help, come to me at any time."
Leng Zirui nodded, took the work card he handed over, turned and ran to the car, sat in the car and started the car.
"Where are we going?!" Xu Xia asked curiously.
"Go find Locke." Leng Zirui said as he started the car.
The car drove straight to the suburbs and soon arrived at the location Leng Zirui had known on the phone. Sure enough, two police cars were parked on the roadside in the distance, and a black car was parked not far away.
It was the car that Locke escaped from earlier.
Leng Zirui told Xu Xia to stay in the car, then jumped out and showed the other party his ID and asked about the situation.
"We only found the car, but no people. Everyone nearby has visited, and no one noticed the car." A policeman briefly reported the situation to Leng Zirui.
