Chapter 134 The food at Jinguanlou is good

When Zhou Yi returned to the Hongcheng Baodi Villa District, the security guard at the door had obviously received instructions from Qian Hongxing. He looked at Zhou Yi twice, as if to confirm his identity.

Then he immediately saluted respectfully: "Welcome home, respected owner!"

Well, his service awareness is quite good, but his brain is not very flexible.

At this time, Qian Hongxing was walking around in the magnificent living room with a serious expression on his face. It was obvious that he really cared about his son.

Yao Yuling sat on the sofa, crying, and Ding Chunmei kept comforting her.

What she talked about the most was, of course, how great Zhou Yi was.

Including rescuing hostages in the food street, how to save your life in the commercial street, etc.

Yao Yuling didn't listen to many of these words, because she was a person whose appearance was more important than her brains.

But Qian Hongxing listened to it all.

But he was not in a hurry to express his opinion. He knew very well that even if this young policeman was really that powerful, it would not mean anything.

His strength is only truly great if he is able to use it to save his own son.

Otherwise, who cares!

In the Audi car at the door of the villa, the driver Xiao Liu sat in the driver's seat, with his feet dangling on the open car door.

Looking at Zhou Yi, he immediately stood up and went to greet him.

"Officer Zhou is back?"

Zhou Yi nodded: "Where is your CEO Qian?"

"Inside the house, the door is unlocked. He has told the property management to let you in if they see you."

Zhou Yi didn't say much and went straight into the villa.

Behind him, the driver, feeling so cold and disappointed, glared at him with disdain: "Tsk, what are you so proud of?"

As soon as Zhou Yi entered the room, Qian Hongxing, who was pacing back and forth, rushed over immediately.

"Officer Zhou, I've got the money ready. It's fifty thousand old bills wrapped in brown paper."

Qian Hongxing pointed to a paper bag on the coffee table and said.

"But the colleague you mentioned for technical support hasn't shown up yet."

Zhou Yi immediately remembered that this was what he had said when he was making an excuse to leave.

The problem is, in 1997, where did Hongcheng get any technical support?

Hongcheng currently does not have the technology to locate the coordinates of the kidnappers by taking just a few seconds to connect the call.

Not to mention Hongcheng, even the provincial capital does not have such advanced high-tech.

Because the biggest difficulty of this technology is that it needs to be based on a complete communication information database for the entire city or even the entire province.

For example, when the Qingshan Branch traced the call to a shared telephone booth, they took the recorded call time and duration to the Post and Telecommunications Bureau to ask them to help find out where the call came from.

Moreover, the Post and Telecommunications Bureau cannot just type twice on the keyboard and search on the computer to find it.

You have to manually check the data from the switchboard and then compare the number, time and call duration.

After the whole process, the daylily was cold.

That only works if the caller is from a landline. If it's a mobile phone, you're completely clueless because there's no way to locate it.

At that time, Hongcheng was not able to locate the communication source based on the base station signal.

So this type of kidnapping case was quite difficult to deal with before the development of monitoring and tracking technology.

Even if the target suspect is found, we don’t know where the suspect and the hostage are now.

The police can only do the same old things, which means investing manpower and energy to find a needle in a haystack.

"Mr. Qian, the situation has changed a bit. My colleagues don't need to come for the time being." Zhou Yi said.

Qian Hongxing's expression suddenly changed: "Officer Zhou, what's wrong?"

Yao Yuling also stood up: "Did you find it?"

Zhou Yi looked up at the magnificent villa and asked an irrelevant question: "Mr. Qian, do you have surveillance cameras installed in your house?"

Qian Hongxing was stunned and immediately shook his head, saying, "Who would install surveillance cameras in their home?"

Zhou Yi nodded and looked out the window. The driver, Xiao Liu, was still sitting in the Audi, ready to take orders at any time.

Under the streetlights, apart from the drivers who occasionally stretched their muscles, there were only small moths hovering under the bulbs.

Zhou Yi turned his head and looked inside. He heard the sound of someone cooking in the kitchen.

"Is this...making dinner?" Zhou Yi pointed and asked.

"Oh, I asked Sister Yang to make a few bowls of noodles. Although I'm not in the mood to eat, my body can't bear it if I don't eat. Lailai hasn't been rescued yet." Qian Hongxing was still very steady. In such a situation, he knew that he couldn't just act on impulse. It was very important to replenish his physical strength.

No wonder Sun Kun couldn't wear him down even after five days of enduring him.

"Officer Zhou, you haven't eaten yet, right? I'll ask Sister Yang to add another bowl." Qian Hongxing said as he was about to call for help.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi said no, then turned to Ding Chunmei and asked, "What was the name of the restaurant we went to last time?"

Ding Chunmei didn't understand why Zhou Yi suddenly asked this, but she still answered: "Jinguanlou...Grand Hotel."

"Oh, yes, I remember now, Jinguanlou. Mr. Qian, would you mind sending someone to Jinguanlou to buy some dishes? The food there tastes pretty good."

Qian Hongxing frowned instantly, a hint of anger on his face, but he suppressed it and said in a deep voice, "Okay, since Officer Zhou wants to eat, I'll ask Xiao Liu to go there."

Having said that, he turned and walked out.

Before they even reached the door, Zhou Yi suddenly said, "Boss Qian, let Sister Yang go too."

Qian Hongxing stopped and looked back at him with some confusion.

"Master Liu doesn't know anything about vegetables. Sister Yang will go buy them so that she can check them." Zhou Yi said with a smile.

Qian Hongxing understood what was going on instantly, and her expression immediately returned to normal. She called out loudly, "Sister Yang."

"Hey, sir, the noodles will be ready soon." Sister Yang, wearing an apron, ran out of the kitchen.

"Turn off the fire and don't cook the noodles yet. Ask Xiao Liu to drive, and you go to the Jinguanlou Restaurant and buy some dishes."

"Ah...what would you like to eat, sir?"

Qian Hongxing waved his hands and said, "Whatever, just go with Xiao Liu now."

"Okay, I'll turn off the fire first."

Sister Yang turned off the fire, took off her apron, and went out immediately.

Then Zhou Yi saw the Audi driving out.

During the whole process, Yao Yulin had a confused look on her face and didn't understand what was going on.

Ding Chunmei's expression seemed to indicate that she had guessed something.

Seeing the car drive away, Qian Hongxing said to Zhou Yi, "Officer Zhou, I've already sent the people away. Just tell me what you want to say."

Zhou Yi nodded: "Mr. Qian is indeed a smart man."

"Let me first tell you about the progress of the case. My colleagues have currently identified a highly suspicious criminal suspect."

"What?" Qian Hongxing was shocked. This speed was beyond his imagination. "Who is it? Who kidnapped my son?"

"The case is still under investigation. We still need to conduct a comprehensive investigation and search for the target suspect, so I cannot tell you the specific investigative information of the case. I can only say that based on the current situation, he is a very strong suspect."

Although Zhou Yi knew that Sun Kun was not a "suspect" but a "real" kidnapper, he had to be precise in his choice of words when facing the person involved, especially the camera in Ding Chunmei's hand.

And in principle, he is now unable to reveal clear case information to the hostages' families unless the kidnappers reveal their identities to the families, or the families discover it themselves and then provide information to the police.

Qian Hongxing pondered for a moment and asked, "Is he a teacher at my son's school?"