While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 701 The Dust Settles
"Our people have withdrawn, right?"

In the hotel, the mixed-race man stood in front of the window energetically, looking at the bridge not far from the window and the Micheng police busy on it, and said casually: "I don't want Song to meet our aftermath by accident. .”

"Don't worry, Mr. Wei, it won't happen." Uncle Zhong's voice was as gentle and generous as ever: "When Song ended the meeting with us, the people who went to finish the meeting had already taken away everything that should be taken away, and no head or tail would be left behind. of."

"That's good." The mixed-race man nodded and said with some regret, "It's a pity that Cassel's identity can no longer be used in the future."

"It's not a big deal at all. It's nothing worth remembering too much." Uncle Zhong smiled: "And the tramp's wishes have been fulfilled by us. He should have passed away peacefully."

"That's right." After hearing this, the mixed-race man quickly gave up the regret of losing an identity and said with a smile: "The disappearance of Diego and Cassel together is the most dramatic plot of this play."

"It's a pity that any drama has its curtain ending, but it's quite perfect to have such an ending."

"Also, Song will definitely ask about Cassel. After all, Wang Xiaohong died because of him. So we'd better leave early to avoid leaving any loopholes in our haste."

Uncle Zhong nodded when he heard the words: "I'll arrange it now."

"By the way." The mixed-race man suddenly remembered something: "Where's our stubborn female police officer? She should be arriving in Micheng soon, right?"

Uncle Zhong thought for a while and replied: "It should be here soon. I remember that she met her twin sister yesterday and bought a ticket to Micheng."

"Since Cassel is dead, let's slightly modify the layout of our leather goods store." The mixed-race man smiled and said, "Let's just say that those two pairs of shoes were a gift from Cassel to his uncle and brother."

Uncle Zhong nodded when he heard the words, and immediately took out his phone and started contacting the staff.

The mixed-race man looked in the direction of Wang Xiaohong's residence with flickering eyes, and stretched his neck: "Let me give up an interesting identity, and the specification of the meeting ceremony next time, don't be too shabby."

In the early morning of the next day, after eating the breakfast provided by the hotel, Song He waited for a while and saw that the mixed-race man and Uncle Zhong did not come to the door, so he knew that they had left Micheng.

"That's right, there are so many enemies, so don't run around." Song He muttered, took out the information from Wang Xiaohong's safe from the ring, and looked through it.

After a while, Song He memorized all the information in his mind, turned on the murderer system again, and began to search for tasks that matched the murder of Wang Xiaohong last night among the tasks to be received.

Soon, a mission called "Unscrupulous Avenger" appeared in front of Song He. After receiving it and reading it, Song He immediately understood that this was a case of the Micheng family gangsters taking revenge on the murderer who killed their leader's son. .

As for Wang Xiaohong, through some unknown channel, he got in touch with the murderer. On the way to transport him to the airport, he was overtaken by gangsters, and he was caught in a catastrophe.

"There is really no one else with our luck." Song He lamented the bad luck of himself and Wang Xiaohong, and then gave up the task.

After all, in his opinion, the murderer was a gangster who dared to act recklessly in Micheng. Wang Xiaohong's death was entirely his own fault and luck.Now that the information you want has been obtained, there is no need to get involved in trouble with unpredictable consequences.

So he directly dialed Shen Jianghe's communication number and explained the matter briefly.

"Dead?" Shen Jianghe exclaimed in disbelief, and asked in confusion, "On the night you arrived in Micheng?"

"Yes, it's just that small." Song He shrugged helplessly, but the scene of a mixed-race man being chased appeared in his mind, and he sighed: "Master, Micheng is so chaotic. Local family gangs are killing people in the street. This is an earth-shattering case in our country.”

"But here, let alone whether there is a victim, if you know who the murderer is, the police are as calm as something."

"The national conditions are different, can it be compared?" Shen Jianghe waved his hands impatiently, and asked seriously: "Is there anything suspicious?"

"No." Song He thought about it carefully, shook his head and said: "Except it feels like a bit of a coincidence, there is nothing else. The key point is that yesterday was indeed a pursuit by a local gang in Micheng to avenge their enemies. What was the name of the person who was killed? you."

"It's impossible for the people of the Diego family to eat too much and have nothing to do, and make such a big scene just to kill Wang Xiaohong."

Shen Jianghe on the other end of the phone also felt that it was unlikely, and he had always trusted Song He's investigation, so he believed Song He's words.

"Then come back quickly." Shen Jianghe warned: "Now that you have the information you need, there is nothing worth staying for. Chai Wendong looks forward to you as much as he looks to you for the stars and the moon. It's so disgusting."

Chai Wendong with a longing expression appeared in Song He's mind immediately, and he said, "It's quite disgusting."

After finishing the call with Shen Jianghe, Song He prepared to book a flight back to Qinxia.

However, since there were not many flights, Song He only booked one flight for the next morning, so he simply changed into breezy clothes, prepared to go shopping in Micheng, and brought back some specialty gifts.

After checking the tourist guide of Charmi City, Song He walked out of the hotel with great interest, identified the direction, and walked slowly towards Monte Napoleon Avenue.

And not long after he left the hotel, a pair of twin beauties walked out of the airport, it was Sarah Boris and her sister Jane Boris.

"So now you only found a leather goods store." Jane Boris has clean short hair, and her carefree words and deeds are in stark contrast to her sister Sarah: "It's still with my help. "

"That's right, that's right, I thank you so much." Sara waved her hand impatiently, her long hair tied into a ponytail swaying with her steps: "Do you have to target me like this every time we meet?"

"This is one of my pleasures." Jane glanced at her sister and said with a proud smile: "Who makes you the sister? The elder sister always gives way to the younger sister, right?"

Upon hearing this, Sarah turned her head to look at Jane, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she immediately asked, "Stop talking nonsense, how should we go?"

"Let's think about it, Avenue Montenapoleone...there!" Jane looked at the road signs outside the airport, pointing in one direction with glowing eyes: "I've wanted to go shopping for a long time, there are giant dragons there who will not hesitate to destroy human beings. The jewelry I got!”

Sarah looked at her inexplicably excited sister and instantly felt that the happiness just now was an illusion.

Half an hour later, when the twin sisters set foot on this world-renowned avenue, they were overwhelmed by all kinds of breaths, whether it was fashionable fashion or exquisite jewelry, they all made their hearts feel A certain part of the impulse expanded rapidly, filling the whole mind in the blink of an eye.

"Sarah! Let's go to that store!"

"No! Go to the one next door first!"

The two sisters, who woke up from a brief absence, began to argue about which store to visit first, so that they didn't even notice that a pair of eyes were looking at them suspiciously at the door of a store 200 meters away from them.

(End of this chapter)