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?Because of what happened in Germany, the military's actions in Europe are now restricted, which is not as convenient as outsiders like Wei Zhe.
He is not used to relying on others. Although the military department has Zhou Mucheng's support, it is not his person after all. Some things may not be fully told to him after investigation. Every factor in this may affect Qin Yi. He can't afford to take half a point. Uncertainty, he wants 100% control.
Wei Zhe immediately figured out the joint, and said decisively: "I will start investigating immediately."
Zhou Muze hummed, turned off the video call, dealt with some affairs in the study, and got up to leave in the dead of night.
The whole villa was silent. From the outside, only street lamps illuminated the night, and no room could be seen to be lit. No one knew where the owner lived inside.
People hiding around watching can only watch from a distance that the villa is covered by tall trees, only a roof is exposed, which turns into a thick outline in the night, even with a telescope, they can't see what's going on inside, and the surrounding walls are silent. Not a single living creature, not even the chirping of autumn insects.
But no one dared to take a step closer.
Zhou Muze did not announce the number of guards to the public, but this cannot be hidden from the relevant German agencies, far more than those he brought with him when he went to rescue Qin Yi.
With his experience of besieging and killing six policemen, no one dared to underestimate the strength of these guards.
The German government took back Zhou Muze's privileges to move freely and carry weapons, but this did not prevent him from equipping his house with weapons. Any trespasser will get a bullet that will fly from nowhere to meet God.
The night passed quietly in the calm of the dark tide.
When the dawn of Berlin came, Wei Zhe had already arrived in Geneva.
As the second largest city in Switzerland, Geneva is famous all over the world for its profound humanitarian tradition, rich cultural activities, venues for many major conferences and exhibitions, mouth-watering food, beautiful scenery and numerous tourist projects and sports facilities. .
?Lake Geneva is inlaid on the side of the city like a pearl. The Jet d'Eau is unique, with a fresh and natural architectural style. Surrounded by the Alps and Jura Mountains, even the air seems to be clearer. It is worthy of being the second most livable city in the world.
Walking out of the Kwantlan Airport, Wei Zhe took a deep breath, feeling the dust in his lungs being washed away, pushed the gentleman hat on his head with two fingers, put on big sunglasses, and rushed out with a small suitcase. into the crowd.
Wei Zhe rented a car and drove to the outskirts of the city where Zhao Lingnan was recuperating.
The fresh suburban scenery is a major feature of Geneva. There are many tourists like him. He walked around the neighborhood slowly to understand the general situation of the local area before driving to the nearby town.
In order not to appear too obtrusive, he put on some camouflage in case someone saw him on TV and recognized him.
Although the probability of this is very small in the suburbs of Geneva, when it comes to business, he never takes chances.
At the back door of the supermarket, Schmidt just finished unloading the goods, wiped off his sweat, and looked back at the Asian man who had been standing for half an hour not far away.
Asians are not uncommon. It seems that Asians like to travel around. He can¡¯t tell which country this Asian man is from, but this does not prevent him from making a judgment. This Asian man should be engaged in finance or law. The silk-rimmed glasses, the meticulous hairstyle, the rigorous suit, and the mean expression on his face are out of tune with everything around him.
Obviously, this Asian man is not here for tourism.
But what does it matter to him?
Obviously, it seems that there is something to ask for, but who is it to show a high-ranking look?
He put on his coat and was about to drive the truck away when he saw the Asian man approaching.
"Mr. Schmidt." The Asian man spoke standard fluent French, his voice was cold, but surprisingly not annoying, "I am Mr. Zhao's lawyer, Chan, and I have something to ask you."
"Mr. Zhao?" It sounds like an Asian surname, but he doesn't know any Asians at all.
"It's the owner of the nearby manor." Wei Zhe said.
Schmidt was surprised. It was the first time he knew that the owner of the manor was Asian, because the people who lived there never dealt with people except for a maid who occasionally went to the town to buy something.
However, I heard from the maid that the master is not in good health and needs to rest, so it is inconvenient to go out.
"I don't know the owner of that manor."
"Then do you know Alain Hofmann?"
Schmidt froze for a moment, "Of course, Alain often goes to the town to buy things, and occasionally let me deliver the goods to my door. She is a very friendly person."
"Do you know when she left the manor?"
Schmidt's eyes showed a look of wariness: "Aren't you the lawyer of the owner of the manor? Why don't you know when Alain will leave?"
"I'm sorry, this involves my employer's privacy, so I can't tell you." Wei Zhe looked cold.
The corner of Schmidt's mouth twitched. He knew that this kind of lawyers are equally annoying. Either I can't tell you, or it's personal privacy.
He didn't want to tell Wei Zhe at first, but Alain has a very good relationship with him, and he also wanted to know more about her through this lawyer, so he replied: "I don't know when she left, actually I thought she left with her employer Yes, because she used to go to the small town to buy some daily necessities every other week, but at some point last year, I think about it Around October, she never showed up again."
"Before and after this, was there any movement in the manor? For example, strangers came in and out."
"Even if there is, I don't know. Outsiders are usually not accepted there, and every day I go to deliver goods, I only deliver them outside the gate. There are too few people there, and even children don't like to play near it."
"Has anyone ever looked for her? Has she talked about her relatives?"
Schmidt shook his head: "I haven't seen anyone looking for her. Even if someone was looking for her, they wouldn't go around town. Anyway, I haven't seen it. Maybe you can ask others. As for relatives, I have never heard from her. Yes, but judging by her surname, she should be German, and if she has relatives, they should also be in Germany."
Speaking of which, Schmidt began to doubt Wei Zhe again, "Since Alain is your employer's servant, why don't you know anything?"
"Because my employer passed away, I need to deal with some issues about his will." Wei Zhe replied lightly.
Schmidt heard such a vague explanation, and sure enough, he made up a lot of content in his brain, probably because alain and the people who live here are very important. Alain may be a very important witness, so the lawyer came to her.
"The last time she met you, did she mention anything special? For example, a certain person's name, a certain place, or something left behind."
Schmidt shook his head, "Is something wrong with her?"
"Not sure yet." Wei Zhe's answer was still cold, feeling that Schmidt could not ask any useful information here, so he thanked Schmidt before asking again, and turned and left without hesitation. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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