"This... is indeed a bit strange." Zhao Shengrui did not refute Zhou Yan this time, but nodded in detail: "But, we can't just rely on this to conclude that Mrs. Qian has a problem. After all, every time the kidnappers hung up the phone, maybe she wanted to say it, but she didn't have a chance."

"Not only this time, but also the previous few times... My intuition tells me that Mrs. Qian's focus does not seem to be in line with what a mother should be like." Zhou Yan said lightly.

"Intuition? Haha!" Zhao Shengrui smiled and said, "Where do you have the perception? Do you have the intuition about the case? Stop making trouble, how long will it take for you to get the qualification of a detective?

Or is it an intuition about a woman who is ‘mother’?

That's even more impossible. You probably don't even have a girlfriend, let alone mother and child."

Zhao Shengrui mocked again.

Indeed, as a novice detective, Zhou Yan shouldn't have any "intuition" or something, but... he doesn't know why, but he seems to have it.

And, very strong!

It was so intense...it was as if he had been in the ocean of cases and had to crack it day and night.

Zhou Yan could not explain where this confidence and intuition came from, so he stopped talking.

The police car roared and arrived at the villa soon...

Lao Guo ran to the door quickly and knocked on the door.

"..." The door was closed.

"Madam Qian, please open the door." Lao Guo increased his strength, but no one responded.

"What's going on? Are you asleep?" he said in confusion, but with such great strength just now, even if he fell asleep, he should be able to hear it.

In desperation, Lao Guo took out a few small iron rods from his pocket, and then... he lowered his waist and inserted the small iron rod into the keyhole, and started to tinker with a crack.

At this moment, Zhou Yan and Zhao Shengrui were both shocked.

"This...what is this?" Zhou Yan couldn't hold back and asked.

"Oh, I'm going to tell you about it, Brother Zhou, I'm picking the lock." Old Guo said calmly.

"I must have seen you're picking the lock!" Zhao Shengrui couldn't help but take over the conversation: "But... aren't you from the Crime Team? How can you even do such a thing as picking the lock!"

"Oh, I'm going to tell you about it, Brother Zhao, our people in the Crime Team must have some unique skills, such as picking the lock, which can be used in many cases. The prisoners are getting more and more difficult every year. As police officers, we have to improve ourselves."

"Don't say it's so high-sounding, okay? You are a policeman and can pick the locks. No matter how you think about it, it's wrong!"

"Haha, I'm not to hide it from you. Actually, when I first practiced lock-picking, I was also so resistant. But it's like a gun, which is in the hands of prisoners, is the harm of society, but in the hands of the police, is for the stability of society. So... don't just look at the incident itself, but the people in the incident."

Lao Guo said, and with a click... the door opened.

"Okay, hurry in and see what's going on." Old Guo put the small iron sticks into his pocket and walked in quickly.

Well, now it’s not a discussion on whether the matter of ‘the police will pry the door and slip the lock’ is reasonable. Zhou Yan and Zhao Shengrui also hurriedly followed in.

"Mrs. Qian!"

"Mrs. Qian!?"

However... after searching all the villas, they could not find Mrs. Qian.

"Not here?" Zhao Shengrui was also confused: "But...what did she go?"

"Sure enough! I'm still late!" Zhou Yan said.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhao Shengrui stopped holding it in and asked immediately.

Zhou Yan frowned: "I don't have time to explain for the moment. Go and ask if the monitor at the intersection has been repaired! We need to know where Mrs. Qian has gone?"

"I'll ask!" Lao Guo once again showed his professional qualities as a policeman. Before Zhou Yan finished speaking, he rushed out of the door!

Five minutes later, Lao Guo rushed back with a whizz.

"Good news, the monitor at the intersection has been repaired!"

"Can you see where Mrs. Qian is going?" Zhao Shengrui also asked anxiously.

"Yes! I saw Mrs. Qian get into a taxi!" Lao Guo replied: "I have already recorded the license plate number. I just reported it to the General Administration. I am contacting the taxi company there. I believe I will know where Mrs. Qian gets off the car soon."

Looking at Lao Guo’s efficiency, he has basically taken care of all the work.

And the efficiency of the General Administration is also amazingly fast. Within a few minutes, the phone call came.

The taxi company had contacted the driver. The driver said that half an hour ago, he did take a lady from the villa area to a park a few streets away. The female passenger got off the bus in the park.

"Go quickly! Go to the park!" Zhou Yan said: "If you are lucky, you should be able to be in the park, and you will arrest the prisoner!"

The other two didn't know whether they were following this brain circuit. Anyway, they rushed into the police car and drove quickly towards the park.

On the way... Zhao Shengrui was thinking, and finally...

"When did you think of it?" he asked.

"When I woke up just now," Zhou Yan told the truth.

"Just by intuition?"

"Of course, there is also some reasoning." Zhou Yan responded: "Actually, the idea is very simple.

At that time, I felt something was wrong with Mrs. Qian. Her concern for her children was a little lost, but she didn't seem to be unhappy at all.

So there are two speculations.

First: She is an unqualified mother and could never think of those things about the safety of her children.

However, this kind of inference is a bit untenable. As a mother, no matter how natural she is, she will never be confused about her children.

So, I prefer the second inference.

That's...

It’s not that Mrs. Qian doesn’t care about the key points, but that she can guarantee that the kidnappers will take good care of the children.

You can change diapers on time, coax your child to sleep, prevent your child from crying for six or seven hours, causing hypoxia, feeding, and even the temperature of your milk will not make a big mistake.

Because... these are all told by Mrs. Qian!

Therefore, Mrs. Qian would not worry too much about these things. On the contrary, when the kidnapper said on the last call, "The child was placed on the steps." Mrs. Qian was very angry because this was something she had not told her, which would make her child freeze.

This led to Mrs. Qian's anger."

Zhao Shengrui frowned: "So... in the morning, the so-called [first call] was actually not the first time Mrs. Qian had a call with the kidnappers, right?"
Chapter completed!