While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 689 Bait Angler
The interrogation of the yellow-haired man went very smoothly, not because he changed his mind and became cooperative, but because Song He kept observing the yellow-haired man's micro-expressions and physiological reactions, without giving him the slightest chance to get away with it.

But even so, the time Song He spent on obtaining information was beyond his imagination.

"What a broken name!" Song He recalled the scene when he guessed the name of the main messenger, and grinned unhappily: "It took me 10 minutes to ask for the initials of the name! Then it took me nearly half an hour to confirm the name! What the hell Son!"

"Zhai performed his art! Still performing his art? Why didn't he devote himself to it?"

"The alphabet is so long, who asked you to ask from the first one." Chai Wendong laughed: "You have to start from the last to ask, no, it can save 10 minutes."

Song He glanced at Chai Wendong with resentment, gritted his teeth and said, "No, this Zhai Xianyi must be severely punished!"

"Because the name is hard to guess, you put it on the list of severe punishment." Chai Wendong shook his head and laughed: "It's not enough."

"Who's wronged? This guy is a poisonous head!" Song He snorted, "No wonder that Huangmao didn't dare to confess. If he confessed, there would be one more person on Zhai Xianyi's revenge list."

"Wang Xiaohong is a careless person. Before he left, he made such a big mess, scaring away a big disaster."

"Actually, it's good news." Chai Wendong pondered: "At least we know who is behind the scenes, and the follow-up actions should revolve around him."

Song He nodded and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"I need you to help me formulate an arrest plan." Chai Wendong opened the door and said with a relaxed smile, "Determining the identity of the main messenger is only the first step, and the arrest plan must be formulated later."

"And the core of this plan is that I will be the bait and you will be the fisherman. It is best to catch Zhai Xianyi in one fell swoop. Therefore, in your plan, you only need to consider how to use me as the bait to get Zhai Xianyi out."

Song He scratched his head hesitantly: "It's a little dangerous."

Chai Wendong smiled indifferently, and patted the police uniform on his body: "I'm afraid of danger and still wear this? Don't worry about it, I'm not so weak."

"Brother, you will put a lot of pressure on me when you mess with me like this." Seeing Chai Wendong's relaxed expression, Song He couldn't help but smiled wryly and said, "You might as well ask me to take care of your little life."

Chai Wendong laughed: "It's up to you. Anyway, if you tell me to go east, I will never take a look to the west!"

Song He took a deep breath, grinned and thought while studying the action plan with Chai Wendong. After having a general direction, they went to report to Shen Jianghe together for discussion.

And just when he was focused on catching Zhai Xianyi, in a hotel far away, in the dining room of the luxury suite on the highest floor, the mixed-race man who had just had supper left the dining table and walked slowly to the huge By the floor-to-ceiling windows, he sat on a chair and looked up at his favorite night sky.

"Sure enough, the night sky here is the cleanest." The mixed-race man stretched comfortably, with a calm and indifferent smile on his face, and a flash of reminiscence flashed in his eyes from time to time.

After a while, the mixed-race man looking at the starry sky asked softly: "By the way, Uncle Zhong, how far has Sarah Boris been investigated?"

Uncle Zhong smiled when he heard the words, and replied unhurriedly: "It is said that she is going to ask for leave and go to Europe to visit her mother and twin sister."

"A good excuse." A hint of approval flashed across the face of the mixed-race man: "It seems that one of the stops where she is on vacation must be called Italy."

"From the current point of view, this is the case." Uncle Zhong nodded and said: "After all, it is unrealistic to go to Mexico or Yue to investigate masks. It is indeed a better way to choose shoe prints that are easier to investigate and go to Italy. Reasonable option."

The mixed-race man changed into a comfortable position and looked up at a certain constellation in the sky: "I'm starting to look forward to her performance."

Uncle Zhong smiled noncommittally, and stood quietly behind the mixed-race man.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Seeing that the mixed-race man was unmoved, Uncle Zhong slowly walked to the door and asked his men to open it.

"Daniel?" Uncle Zhong saw Daniel standing outside the door with a tangled expression, tightly clutching a document bag in his hand, and asked with a frown, "What happened?"

"Yes...uh..." Daniel swallowed, handed the file bag to Uncle Zhong with a troubled expression, and shrugged at a loss: "It's about Song, but... I don't know how to judge."

"Song?" Uncle Zhong was taken aback when he heard the name he liked, and retreated, then opened the file bag and took out the contents.

Suddenly, Uncle Zhong's eyes widened when he saw the things in his hand, filled with dangerous light, and even his originally calm breathing became heavy.

"Uncle Zhong, what is related to Song?" The mixed-race man's voice suddenly rang out, obviously noticing Uncle Zhong's strangeness, he glanced at the door: "Bring it to me."

Uncle Zhong glared at Daniel, his eyes rolled sharply but he didn't know how to explain it. He cursed secretly, clenched the things in his hand, gritted his teeth and walked to the side of the mixed-race man.

"It's something about Qin Xia's police officer Chai Wendong." The moment he walked towards the mixed-race man, Uncle Zhong decided to tell the truth, so he stood behind the mixed-race man and handed the things in his hand to the mixed-race man: "These things may involve Song , Master Wei needs to decide how to deal with it."

Hearing Uncle Zhong's words, a strange feeling suddenly rose in the mixed-race man's heart, and the relaxed and indifferent expression on his face disappeared.

And when he saw clearly what was in his hand, his brows, which were rarely out of control, suddenly jumped, and his pupils suddenly tightened!

I saw him holding an A4-sized photo in his hand. In the photo were two men talking and laughing in the car. One of the drivers was Chai Wendong who was paid attention to by Uncle Zhong not long ago, and the other was his incomparable Song He who is familiar with and has given each other surprise gifts several times!

"So...he's a policeman." The mixed-race man looked at the photo for a while, and then slowly said, "No wonder...I said why Wang Xiaohong was suddenly targeted by the police."

Uncle Zhong looked at the mixed-race man worriedly, and saw that he was staring at the photo for a while without speaking, so he asked, "I need to deal with it..."

"Uncle Zhong." The mixed-race man suddenly interrupted Uncle Zhong, threw the photo at his feet, looked up at a striking constellation in the night sky, and asked in an inexplicable tone, "Do you think he knows who I am?"

Uncle Zhong thought for a while, really wondering if Song He had other purposes in getting along with the mixed-race man, he hesitated and said, "I'm not sure."

"Yeah, I'm not sure now." The mixed-race man tilted his head and thought for a while, his two clear and bright eyes blinked, and inexplicable smiles appeared at the corners of his mouth: "Then let's be sure."

Uncle Zhong nodded, and then asked, "What arrangements do I need?"

"Now some people really want me to die, and some people want to find out my real identity, then give them a chance." The mixed-race man turned his eyes and looked in a certain direction out of the window, with an enthusiastic smile on his face: "Just I’m going to be in Italy, and I haven’t been there for a long time.”

"As for whether he is my friend or something else, let's find out there!"

(End of this chapter)