Chapter 2315 - 2319: This Is Our Last Chance

Chapter 2315: Chapter 2319: This Is Our Last Chance

"Alright, godfather, I got it." Lei Qingqing agreed with a smile, "So when should I leave?"

"No rush." Lei Wenting leaned back in his chair, "Wait until Leng Zirui and Qiao have all left Rome and things have settled down, then you can leave. No need to complicate things. You’ve worked hard these days, take a good vacation here and rest for a few days."

Lei Qingqing felt his concern and nodded with a smile.

...

...

Downstairs.

Leng Zirui looked at the Lais Hotel across the street, raised his hand to take out his phone, and dialed Qiao’s number.

"Come to make the arrest, I found Lei Qingqing."

"That fast? Where is she?!" Qiao’s tone was filled with surprise.

"Lais Hotel, keep a low profile when you come, the sooner the better."

Leng Zirui slightly narrowed his eyes. His undercover days were over, and he no longer needed to wear colored contact lenses as a disguise. His dark eyes reflected the building opposite, appearing particularly profound, like a night that no one could see through.

Qiao hesitated on the other end of the line but eventually asked, "Are you sure?"

"Qiao." Leng Zirui’s voice was deep, "This is our last chance."

Qiao was silent.

After a moment, he spoke again.

"Alright, I’ll immediately apply for a search warrant and bring people over."

Hanging up the phone, Qiao pursed his lips, walked back from the balcony, and returned to the office.

This was his temporary office, but at the moment, a nearly two-hundred-pound guy was already sitting in his chair.

This "white fatty" was a white police inspector who had come to take over Qiao’s work, appointed by the Rome authorities.

Qiao stopped in front of the desk and immediately ordered his assistant, "Go apply for a search warrant at once."

"Hold on." As the assistant turned to leave, the "white fatty" inspector stood up from the chair that had been occupying Qiao’s seat, "I want to know, where are you going, and who are you arresting?"

"Well..." Qiao shrugged, "Do I need to report that to you?"

The "white fatty" inspector’s face showed some displeasure, "As you know, I will be fully responsible for the upcoming tasks, and I have the right to know the progress of the case."

"The order was to hand over to you at four this afternoon." Qiao glanced at his watch, "There are four and a half hours left."

The "white fatty" inspector, facing such a soft rebuff, grew more displeased.

Qiao didn’t pay him any more attention and strode out the door to start organizing manpower.

The "white fatty" inspector watched him, frowned, and eventually followed, seeing Qiao leading people downstairs. He thought for a moment, immediately called over two of his own men, and strode over to Qiao’s side.

"What now?" Qiao stopped, "Are you trying to stop me?"

"Of course not." The "white fatty" inspector forced a smile, "Since I’m about to take over this case, I’ll join you to understand the latest situation. You wouldn’t refuse this request, would you?"

With the conversation reaching this point, Qiao naturally couldn’t go too far and simply shrugged to indicate he could do as he pleased.

The group quickly went downstairs and split into cars.

"Boss, where are we going?" the assistant asked while driving.

"Lais Hotel." Qiao answered.

"Lais Hotel?" The assistant was somewhat puzzled, "Do you really think Lei Qingqing would be there? That... seems unlikely, it’s such an obvious place, and we’ve been there before."