Song Zhichao got out of the car and walked towards the scene first.

Next to him, Ruan Jun and Ruan Ling, who were his bodyguards, were guarding him.

When Huang Jiahui saw Song Zhichao coming to him, she thought he was going to say hello to him, so she opened her mouth and said, "Mr. Song, I am..."

Song Zhichao ignored her at all and passed by her.

Huang Jiahui: “…?!”

My muscles on my face were twisted, and I was so angry that I gritted my teeth.

Her follower Abang pretended not to see anything and quickly turned his head over.

Song Zhichao came to the scene of the car accident, looked carefully at the condition of the car and the surrounding environment, then turned his head and asked, "Who is the person in charge here?"

No one said anything.

Huang Jiahui was carrying her body on her back, still angry because of the embarrassment just now.

After all, she is also a senior inspector. Even if she is not an inspector, she is still a beautiful woman. Even if she is not a beautiful woman, she is still a woman!

But--

Song Zhichao actually ignored her!

Treat her completely as air!

"I hate it!" Huang Jiahui tightened her fists, "These Hong Kong rich people don't regard people as human beings! Do you really think it's great to have money?!"

"Madam, Mr. Song is looking for you! Madam?!" Seeing that Huang Jiahui had not responded, Abang had to walk over and remind her.

Huang Jiahui then woke up, tried hard to suppress the emotions she wanted to burst out, and then tried to squeeze out a professional smile. Then she turned around and walked towards Song Zhichao, and whispered: "Mr. Song, are you looking for me?"

Song Zhichao nodded, "Are you the person in charge here?"

"That's right, I'm Huang Jiahui, the female inspector of the Kowloon Crime Team." Huang Jiahui felt that her answer was very appropriate and polite.

I am a well-educated and qualified Hong Kong policeman and will not shake my beliefs because of your contempt.

"Hello, Inspector Huang, I am Song Zhichao." Song Zhichao reached out to Huang Jiahui.

Huang Jiahui: “…?!”

I thought to myself, such rich people are just worthless! What did you do just now? Now I want to shake hands with me again - am I so easily compromised?

Thinking of this in her heart, her hand couldn't help but hold Song Zhichao and smiled and said, "Good to know! Good to know!"

"Inspector Huang, I wonder if you have found any discoveries about this accident?" Song Zhichao asked.

"Not yet," said Huang Jiahui, "mainly because there is no complete monitoring equipment around here, and the accident site is in a relatively remote place, and there are not even witnesses..."

After a pause, Huang Jiahui said again: "To be honest, Mr. Song, if you hadn't called our director personally, our serious crime team would not have taken over a case like this! There is no evidence, no witnesses, no clues, no clues - just relying on your confession alone, it would be too sarcastic to say that this case is a kidnapping case!"

Song Zhichao laughed and suddenly asked Huang Jiahui: "Inspector Huang, do you have a prejudice against me?"

"Uh, what?" Huang Jiahui was stunned, "Mr. Song, why do you say this? I just talk about the matter!"

"Is that true?" Song Zhichao sneered, then pointed to the accident site and said, "Anyone with a little professional knowledge knows that this Mercedes-Benz was sandwiched between two cars and then had a collision accident... Then please Inspector Huang, tell me, among all the cases you handle, what kind of cases will happen like this?"

Huang Jiahui: “…?!”

"Also, I could clearly get through when I called, but now the other party's phone suddenly stopped. How can I explain this?"

Huang Jiahui: “…?!”

Then he shrugged and said, "Maybe the phone is out of power, or maybe her phone is broken - wasn't it a car accident? Any situation may happen!"

Just then—

"Madam, this is just picked up from the grass nearby!" The follower Abang ran over happily, holding a cell phone battery in a transparent bag in his hand.

Huang Jiahui: “…?!”

His face turned red immediately.

Abang was still reporting the good news: "Madam, fortunately, my eyes were sharp enough. When I was searching the roadside lawn, I saw this cell phone battery at a glance!"

Huang Jiahui: “…”

Seeing Inspector Huang staring at him with a "shocked" look, Abang held his chin and analyzed: "According to my inference, this battery must have been taken off the phone and thrown into the grass! So, my intuition tells me that this case doesn't seem simple!"

Huang Jiahui: “…”

He couldn't help it anymore and said to Abang: "Did your intuition tell you that you have no food tonight?"

Abang: "…"

I was stunned and didn't understand why I had no food to eat?!

Huang Jiahui turned her head and looked at Song Zhichao and said, "Mr. Song, even if your analysis is correct, there are no clues now. Our police need to conduct a more detailed investigation to determine where Miss Du Chunmei is now... So, you should wait for news at home for the time being!"

Song Zhichao asked: "How long does it take?"

"Uh, what?"

"How long does it take for you to find the person involved, Miss Du Chunmei?"

Huang Jiahui was stunned and said, "We are the Crime Team, especially I am an elite in the Crime Team. The shortest time is three or four hours... Well, that's it, I will reply to you in three or four hours."

"Three or four hours? It's too long, maybe something will happen!" Song Zhichao frowned deeply.

Huang Jiahui was upset, "Mr. Song, tell you again - I am the elite of the Crime Team. I said that three or four hours is the shortest time, and no one can compare to me! So you go home peacefully first, just wait for my news, OK?"

Song Zhichao: "I can't wait that long! I'll just ask you now, can you get it done in ten minutes?"

Huang Jiahui smiled, "Mr. Song, are you kidding? Ten minutes? This kind of case without beginning or end, without any clues, would you let me find the person involved within ten minutes?"

Abang and other police officers also laughed.

These policemen all thought Song Zhichao was laughing.

How is it possible? Solve the case in ten minutes? I thought it was filming!

"Mr. Song, I think you may not have heard it clearly just now. I need to repeat it with you again. We are all elites of the Crime Team, and we..."

Before Huang Jiahui could finish her words, Song Zhichao took out the phone directly and dialed a number and called.

"Brother Qiang, can you help me? I want to find someone!"

"So it's super cute. If you want someone, just talk!" said Xiang Xiaqiang, the big boss of Yongsheng Entertainment, on the other end of the phone.

"Her name is Du Chunmei!" Song Zhichao briefly told the situation.

Then there said to Huaqiang: "I will give you news in ten minutes!"

Huang Jiahui, Abang, and the other five policemen all looked at Song Zhichao's slutty operation in surprise, and couldn't help but feel funny. They thought, is it enough to just make a phone call? If it really works, what's the use of asking us policemen?!

"Abang, act quickly! It's best to find Miss Du within three hours, otherwise Mr. Song will accuse us of being too inefficient in work!" Huang Jiahui said deliberately loudly, his tone full of sneering.

Song Zhichao ignored them and just looked at the time.

...

Tick! Tick!!

Minutes and seconds pass-

It seemed that five or six minutes had passed.

Huang Jiahui was about to tease Song Zhichao a few more words—she really looked down on these rich people to be a monster, and at this moment—

Dingling!

Dingling!

Song Zhichao's phone rang.

The phone call was called to the boss, and he told Song Zhichao an address.

Song Zhichao hung up the phone, his face was solemn, and he directly ordered Huang Jiahui to say, "Go to the Emerald Palace!"

Huang Jiahui: “…?!”

Abang: “…?!”

and others: “…?!”

Everyone's faces were shocked.

It's less than ten minutes, and there's a clue?

impossible!

Especially Huang Jiahui, she didn't believe that Song Zhichao could get clues in such a short time when she was beaten to death.
Chapter completed!