"We found her," Lin Qiang's voice sounded in a dark room only lit up by two laptops placed on a table.
There was a handsome man sitting in front of each laptop, one was Lin Qiang, the other was Zhou Yan.
"Where is she?" the chillingly cold voice of Zhou Yan was heard, and Lin Qiang felt his entire body trembling when he heard it.
"She fled overseas. She received a payment of three hundred thousand yuan the day before she tried to kill Jiang Yingyue; on the same day she hit her, she escaped overseas."
"Which country?" Zhou Yan asked, his eyes glistening coldly in the light from the computer screen that was reflecting in his deep eyes.
"The same country as our main base is currently located." Lin Qiang said; a snicker could be heard in his voice. "Do you want us to kill her? We can let her experience the pain of being hit by a car herself."
