Li Yeqi's figure swayed, almost losing his balance. He stiffly bent down to pick up the high-heeled shoe slowly, then gripped it tightly in his hand.
Zhou Bei hurried to his side, feeling the cold murderous aura emanating from him. His gaze fell on the high-heeled shoe in Li Yeqi's palm, and his heart sank, "Is this... the madam's shoe?"
The blood-stained high-heeled shoe—could it be that the madam had met with misfortune?
Li Yeqi's expression was cold and ruthless. He lowered his arm, a chilling ferocity flashing in his eyes, "Zhou Bei, request the deployment of police dogs. The madam should be in this vicinity."
Zhou Bei regained his composure, quickly making a call for backup.
Li Yeqi went back to his car and continued the search by driving along the road. This area was a plain, with barren rice fields on both sides of the road. The madam's blood-stained shoe had been discarded by the roadside, and it could not be ruled out that she had been...
