The Strongest Rebirth: It's not easy to mess with a beautiful wife

at dusk.

Sheng Mingxuan sat on the ground decadently, holding a photo in his hand.

In the photo is a cute little girl, smiling sweetly at the camera, his thoughts are flying far away...

"Sister, look here." The little boy clumsily held up the camera and called to his sister.

The little girl concentrated on catching butterflies on the grass and ignored him.

"Look here, I'll give you candy after seeing my brother."

The little girl immediately raised her head and grinned happily, but soon wondered: "Mom won't let me eat candy. Mom said my teeth would be broken. I'm no longer a beautiful little princess."

"Crack" sound.

"Haha, I've already done it!" The little boy smiled triumphantly.

The little girl ran towards him, stretched out her small palm and said, "Brother, it's time for me to give me candy."

The boy patted her hand off, ran away with the camera, and smiled as he ran, "Mom said sugar is bad for your teeth, so stop eating it."

"Woooooooooooooooooooo bad brother..." The little girl stood there sadly and cried.

"Clap!"

A drop of hot tears fell on this photo that has gone through more than ten years but is still perfect as new.

Sheng Mingxuan's heart ached, and he pressed the photo tightly to his heart.

"I'm sorry, sister, brother didn't take good care of you, he lost you when he was young, and he lost you when he grew up, brother is sorry for you, brother is useless..."

Outside the door, a figure stood there hesitating, not knowing whether to make a sound or not.

Just when he was not sure, the door was opened, he lowered his head and respectfully said, "Young Master Sheng."

"Well," Sheng Mingxuan responded lightly, his expression was as cold and hard as ever, and he didn't see the fragile expression just now. If it weren't for the red eye circles, people might think that what happened just now was an illusion.

"There are some new discoveries." The man said lightly.

Sheng Mingxuan immediately paid attention, "What did you find?"

The man took out a palm-sized screen and explained to him: "Look here, according to your instructions, we have tracked a total of 35 vehicles during this period, and the routes passed by these vehicles during this period can follow The identity and occupation of the owner are compatible, and we also followed when we left the city. The owner of the car is fine, they are all ordinary people, except for this car..."

The man clicked on a photo, "We have been following this car from the beginning to the end, and we will take a photo every hour, but after the third photo, the car seems to be different. , take a look."

As he said that, the man pointed out two photos for him, and Sheng Mingxuan immediately took over the screen and looked at it carefully.

Sure enough, the two cars looked exactly the same at first glance. The appearance of an ordinary van and the black windows seemed to be the same.

You can compare the two photos together, and you will be able to find something wrong. In the photos taken later, from a side shot angle, you can find that a tire pattern on the right rear does not match the previous one, and it is very large. the difference.

If his people were not meticulous enough, perhaps he would not have set his sights on a small tire pattern.

Sheng Mingxuan asked, "Did you change the tire on the way?"

The man shook his head and said, "No, if the car stops and does anything during the tracking, we will record it one by one. This car has no records, which means it didn't do anything else halfway and kept driving."

"How long have you followed up?"

"I followed it until the next morning. When I found nothing unusual, I withdrew everyone. I also checked the license plate number. It was fake. I couldn't find anyone's information."

Sheng Mingxuan nodded, and ordered: "Print out a few more photos of the first car, and send people to conduct a blanket search on every road that allows vehicles to pass!"

The man nodded, "I'll do it now."

Seeing Sheng Mingxuan turned and went downstairs, the man grabbed him and asked, "Young Master Sheng, where are you going?"

Sheng Mingxuan looked at him firmly, and said, "I want to find it myself."

"Sheng—" The man wanted to say something more, but Sheng Mingxuan shook off his hand and left on his own.

Downstairs in the garage, Sheng Mingxuan sped out in a Ferrari.

Now he can't care if the Ferrari is too high-profile in appearance, this car is powerful.And now he was burning with anxiety, so he naturally hoped to find out about Jiang Gracilaria as soon as possible.

Nanjiao Road, Nanjiao Road...

He hurried all the way regardless, heading for the "Southern Suburb Road".

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

A sharp whistle sounded, and Sheng Mingxuan looked at the traffic policeman wearing a green vest directly in front of him, frowning tightly. If the traffic policeman was not standing in the direction he was driving, he would have ignored him and rushed over.

Rolling down the window, Sheng Mingxuan looked at him.

"Sir," the traffic policeman said seriously, "You seriously overspeeded and endangered road safety. According to regulations, you will be fined 1000 yuan and deducted—"

Before he finished speaking, a piece of red flashed in front of the traffic policeman's eyes, and then the car rushed out like a rocket.

The traffic policeman looked at the red tickets all over the floor and the shadow of the car leaving in the dust, and said, "How dare you be so arrogant? I haven't tested the alcohol level yet... Fortunately, I wrote down the license plate number. See you at the traffic police station sooner or later!" "

According to the route provided by his subordinates, Sheng Mingxuan drove further and further away.

At that time, the car changed within an hour of being here, so the clues were broken here.

Parking the car aside, Sheng Mingxuan got down, and he decided to use the most primitive method to find clues.

Holding the photo, he asked each storefront one by one.

These façades have existed here for a long time, and there may be news he wants.

"Hello, did you see one of these cars yesterday?"

"no, what happened?"

"fine."

Without getting the answer he wanted, Sheng Mingxuan didn't waste any more time, thanked him and went to the next one.

It was probably because Sheng Mingxuan was tall, well-dressed and handsome, so everyone was happy to answer his questions, and even asked him if he was in any trouble.

But after asking dozens of stores in a row, the answer was nothing more than "no", and he couldn't help standing on the side of the road, feeling helpless.

At the right time, a few girls walked up to them, Sheng Mingxuan didn't look at what they looked like, walked up to them with a fluke in his heart, and asked, "Hi, excuse me—"

Before he finished speaking, his words were interrupted, and the tallest girl among them said: "Come on, don't you just want to strike up a conversation? Are all your men's tricks so clumsy now?"

Seeing being misunderstood, Sheng Mingxuan turned around and left without explaining.

A girl turned her head to look at him frequently, and said to the tall slender girl, "What a pity, he's quite handsome."

"Isn't the guy who showed me the courtesy yesterday also pretty handsome? You like handsome guys and I'll introduce them to you?" said the taller son and daughter.

"I'll just say it casually," the girl replied.