"Captain Li, let's get down to business."
Chen Yu glanced at the door.
"Is that the person who reported the case?"
"Yes, yes, yes, that's right."
Li Changjun nodded hurriedly.
The middle-aged man's name was Zhao Qiankun. He's the president of a new energy vehicle company in Hangzhou City.
Soon, Hangzhou City would host an international auto exhibition, and Zhao Qiankun and his wife had been working on the auto show and living in the firm virtually every day.
Yesterday, Zhao Qiankun received a call from his nanny.
His son had disappeared, and he had received a blackmail letter.
"President Zhao is a leading figure in our local auto industry. My superiors attach great importance to his son's kidnapping case."
A few hours ago, the higher-ups informed Li Changjun that he had seven days to solve the case.
Li Changjun hated cases like this that had to be solved within a time limit, as the police weren't omniscient.
