The fact that a tracker was installed was actually something that the 놆놛s let slip.

The truth had been kept secret until the girl let it slip out of fear, and then people realized that it was not just an ordinary human trafficker who was trying to abduct women.

The person in charge of the case happened to be an acquaintance of Lu Yunzheng. After calling to deliver the news, Lu Yunzheng took Luo Qianyun to the underground garage.

Sure enough, a hidden tracker was found under the car yesterday.

"How can there be such a thing?" Luo Qianyun was also surprised, "But the car is in the garage, no one can get in, right?"

Lu Yun-chung disagrees. "It's not difficult to install a tracker. You usually park your car in the hospital parking lot when you go to work."

Luo Qianyun thought about it and realized that this was really the case.

No one can enter the garage, but the hospital parking lot is a public area.

But who is it?

"The police station will continue the interrogation and should be able to dig up some clues." Lu Yunzheng comforted softly.

Afterwards, Lu Yunzheng asked Luo Qianyun to give Song Ningyu's phone number to him.

Soon, Lu Yunzheng called Song Ningyu.

After being reminded by Lu Yunzheng, Song Ningyu also had the direction to look for it.

But after seeing that he hung up the phone, Luo Qianyun was also curious, "Don't you know anyone in the police station? Why did you ask Brother Ning Yu to find someone to investigate Yun Jing's driving route before he was found?"

"Because as a soldier, you can't behave like a boss." Lu Yunzheng said.

Luo Qianyun was also confused for a moment, "Is there such a rule?"

"It's not a clear rule, but everyone knows that if you break the rules you'll be put in a small dark room," Lu Yunzheng said.

Luo Qianyun understood. Fortunately, with Lu Yunzheng's reminder, Song Ningyu also successfully found the person and found out the driving route of Song Yunjing's car last night.

It’s a pity that Song Yunjing didn’t spend any money last night, otherwise, we could find some clues through the consumption records.

But this also makes it clearer that Song Yunjing did meet someone last night and had dinner with him.

More than half an hour later, the three of them stood at the door of a restaurant.

"Luckily, the surveillance camera captured the car entering this restaurant." Song Ningyu said in a deep voice.

"Then let's go in and check the surveillance, so we can know who Yun Jing had dinner with last night." Luo Qianyun said.

Song Yunjing's whereabouts were closely related to the person who had dinner with her.

Because later on, Song Yunjing did not drive the car away.

The restaurant manager was not very cooperative with the surveillance, but fortunately the boss also had a friend, and Song Ningyu happened to know that friend.

With the help of a friend's phone call, we followed the manager into the monitoring room smoothly.

Although there were only surveillance cameras in the corridors and the lobby, and not in the private rooms, they were able to identify the person who had dinner with Song Yunjing based on the time.

"It's this lady who booked the box," said the manager.

Luo Qianyun looked down at the woman on the screen. Because the woman was wearing a mask, she could only see that she was wearing a bright red skirt, which was extremely bright.

"Look for any pictures without a mask." Luo Qianyun.

Fortunately, hard work pays off, and when they left, I finally captured a picture of her without a mask.

However, looking at her face, Luo Qianyun also felt a sense of déjà vu.

This face... looks like Mo Li's friend?

On the other side, on the island.

As soon as it got light, Mo Li heard a gentle voice in his ear, "A Yuan, it's time to get up. I asked them to prepare your favorite seafood porridge for breakfast. After you finish eating, you can go to the balcony to enjoy the sea breeze and the scenery. Don't lock yourself in the room all the time. It's not good for your health."

Mo Li opened his eyes with only coldness in them, "Guan Xinya, I have to thank you for everything. Thank you for making the chain long enough and for letting me go to the balcony to get some fresh air?"

"A Yuan, you know I don't want this either." There was a hint of sadness on Guan Xinya's extremely soft face, and her slightly furrowed brows made people feel pity for her.

"Don't pretend in front of me. We have known each other since childhood. You don't think I will be fooled by your face?" Mo Li said coldly.

Hearing this, Guan Xinya's eyes were even more hurt. "A Yuan, why can't you understand me? I promise you, as long as you return to the Mo family, I will let you go immediately. OK?"

"Bullshit." Mo Li.

Guan Xinya almost couldn't hold back the expression on her face. Although she didn't break down, her smile faded a lot. "If that's the case, then A Yuan, you should continue to reflect on yourself. But don't blame me for not reminding you. My methods are never clean. If you push me too far, I can do anything."

The next second, the video was directly disconnected by Mo Li.

Seeing the video being disconnected, the smile on Guan Xinya's face completely disappeared.

Although she could send another video and Mo Li would automatically answer the call in three seconds, she didn't want to send it because she knew it was meaningless.

Guan Xinya stood up and walked into the cloakroom filled with items. She picked out a dark blue cheongsam with a high slit from the closet. The flesh-colored lining that was faintly visible when she walked made her look very seductive.

She has never liked white, a color that is too pure, but in order to please Mo Yuan, she can only maintain her superficial efforts.

After changing into a cheongsam and a pair of high heels, Guan Xinya was very satisfied with herself in the mirror.

I just felt that the anger I had just endured from Mo Yuan had dissipated a lot, and as for the rest...

The corners of her mouth slowly curved up, "It's time to go see Miss Song."

In the dark and damp basement, Song Yunjing curled up in the corner, her originally clean skirt now stained with many stains.

The basement was filled with a pungent smell of mold, mixed with the scent of damp earth.

Water droplets kept dripping from the wall, making a dripping sound, which was particularly clear in this silent space.

Faint light seeped in from the narrow vents high up, but it could not dispel the thick darkness.

The ground was made of cold cement, with uneven surfaces and occasional pools of water.

Even though she was curled up in the corner, the damp chill of the air still penetrated deep into her bones.

When the door of the basement was opened, Song Yunjing finally moved.

She raised her head and looked indifferently at Guan Xinya who walked in.

From the moment she entered the basement, Guan Xinya raised her hand to cover her nose, looking extremely disgusted. "This basement smells really bad. How could you let Miss Song stay in such an environment?"

After hearing what Guan Xinya said, the bodyguards behind her apologized repeatedly, "Sorry Miss, we didn't choose the right place."

"I'm sorry, is that all?" Guan Xinya's gentle voice was cold.

Song Yunjing listened to her words and sneered, "Guan Xinya, are you a histrionic personality? If you love acting so much, why don't you just become an actor?"