After the car went around for an hour, he finally caught up with the Koenigsegg. However, he forced the car to stop and opened the door. What Ji Rufeng saw was the face of a middle-aged uncle.

He almost roared, "Why are you? Where is Zhao Jian?"

The middle-aged uncle shivered by the roar, staring at Ji Rufeng blankly and forgot to reflect.

Ji Rufeng lifted the person out with a dark face, "Where will I ask you?"

"She, she and I changed the car..." the middle-aged uncle stammered.

Lu Tingchen, who had just gotten off the car, also frowned and held Ji Rufeng who was about to run away, "What kind of car is your car?"

"One, one motorcycle, the license plate is..."

He stuttered and reported the license plate. Before Lu Tingchen could report any information, Ji Rufeng snatched the communicator in his hand and began to remind the traffic police to pay attention to the motorcycle with the license plate.

Originally, Zhao Jian was their direction, but now even Zhao Jian has lost its trace and Ji Rufeng is almost collapsed.

"I shouldn't have left the key in the car!" Ji Rufeng held his head in the car, his face full of irritability.

Now, even things that have nothing to do with you are magnified infinitely.

Finally, I waited for more than half an hour before I got the news at the place where the city and the suburbs were combined. It is said that I found the motorcycle.

The two of them immediately turned around and the car rushed in that direction.

On this side, Zhao Jian looked at the phone that was ringing for the third time, wiped the sweat from his forehead, stopped the car and picked up the phone, "Zhao Cheng?"

"Change another car!"

"Damn, can you do it?"

After running for so long, Zhao Jian was anxious. If Ji Shaoguang's fate was not in Zhao Cheng's hand, she would have wished she could slap him twice.

"If you change your car, someone may follow you behind you."

Zhao Jian looked at the number that had been changed three times and couldn't suppress his anger, "You'd better make sure you didn't hurt her!"

Zhao Cheng hung up the phone before she could finish her words. Zhao Jian had to change the car to the passerby again, tied a silk scarf on her body to the motorcycle, and asked the man not to untie it anyway, and then he set off again.

Another hour later, I finally arrived at a small county town below Nanjiang City.

This place is not far from Nanjiang, and even the Qingjiang River, which passes through the city, flows through this place. However, although this place is not far from Nanjiang, the environment here is quiet and peaceful. It is probably because young people have gone to Nanjiang to work.

Zhao Jian arrived at the designated location and bought a bottle of water. After taking a sip of water, he turned around and felt a strong wind blowing behind him.

She subconsciously threw the bottle of water out, dodged her body, turned her head and saw Zhao Cheng.

He was wearing a black T-shirt with sweat on his head, and was obviously not familiar with the climate of Nanjiang.

"Where is Ji Shaoguang?" Zhao Jian asked.

"You want to see you now, or..."

"Now!" Zhao Jian did not hesitate. If one more minute delay, perhaps Ji Shaoguang would be more dangerous.

"Come with me."

Zhao Cheng glanced at her and took her forward.

Zhao Jian asked as he walked, "What do you want?"

Zhao Cheng glanced at her again, and said nothing.

After walking not far, Zhao Jian felt a little frightened. The people here were all elderly and children, quiet and peaceful, like a paradise that was not disturbed, far away from the hustle and bustle and vanity. At the same time, there were basically no policemen on duty on the street, and I don’t know how much homework Zhao Cheng did when he was in London, so he actually chose this place.
Chapter completed!