Qin Mo tightened his fingers, using his connections for the first time. "One more thing."
"What?" Director Huang asked agitatedly, assuming it was a new clue.
Qin Mo wrote a phone number on the paper. "Help me trace this person, I need to know where he is right now."
"A suspect?" Director Huang's eyes lit up.
Qin Mo replied faintly, "No, it's the payment for interfering in this case."
Which meant, it was a private matter?
Director Huang objected instantly. "No,
"Oh, really?" Qin Mo pushed the document forward. "Then get someone else to work on the case."
"You… you…" Director Huang was infuriated. "No, what did he do for you to go to such extent? It's an infringement of privacy!"
Qin Mo tapped his fingers on the table, replying slowly, "It's just to locate him, there won't be any violation."
