The darkness of the night was thick, completely silent.
In the dimly lit villa, Lu Lingche was sitting alone on the sofa, indifferently sipping his drink.
A moment later, a shadow walked in silently: "Second Young Master, we've discovered a suspicious person from the day Eldest Young Master had his accident."
Lu Lingche paused from his drink: "Have we identified them?"
"Here's the strange thing, this suspicious person is a woman. However, her past is a complete blank, she doesn't even have an ID, we can't match her identity through the police!"
"Just catch and interrogate her to find out."
"This woman is very cautious, with a strong sense of anti-tracking. Moreover, she seems to be good at disguise, our people could not find her hiding place."
"Then keep looking!"
Lu Lingche's voice in the dark night sounded particularly cold and ruthless: "I want her alive, bring her to see me! If you can't bring her, don't bother coming back!"
"Yes!"