Chapter 792 Mr. Driver, You Are a Good Person

The other side.

A special team led by the Holmes clone also came to the Holy City.

After several people got out of the car, they walked away without even paying the fare.

"These bad guys..." The driver looked at the backs of several people leaving and cursed in a low voice.

The three people got out from under the car in disgrace.

Because the car was traveling on a coal route, old Bond's face was already dark.

"Quick, follow them."

Old Bond was afraid that the clones would go away, so he got up and planned to chase them.

"Dad, wipe your face first."

"Hurry up, if you lose me, you will lose your blood..." Old Bond urged.

Looking back, I saw Livemore was paying the driver.

He added another amount of money to the driver.

"Mr. Driver, you are a good person. This money is not much. You can take it and buy a new car."

"How can this be so embarrassing..."

"Sorry, we are in a hurry now and don't have time to be polite. Just accept it."

After saying that, Livemore turned around and left.

"Sir..." The girl selling tickets hesitated.

"Oh - I understand what you want to ask. When Mr. Qi is free, I will help you contact him." Livemore said.

"It's not just about this..." The girl took out a piece of paper with a number written on it, "Although I don't know your true identity, I feel that you may run into a lot of trouble, if - that is, if , if you encounter trouble and have no place to hide, you can contact me. Our family all lives in the suburbs..."

"Okay. Sorry, we have to leave quickly, thank you very much."

After leaving these words, Richmore followed the old Bond and the two men away.

…

They followed the clones to the coal unloading station.

This is a large yard filled with coal, and there are more than a dozen coal trucks parked that have just been unloaded.

The three of them hid outside the yard and looked inside.

I saw 6 clones walking around in a circle. After chatting with each driver, they froze in place.

"Hey, it looks like these guys have lost their clues." Livemore craned his neck to observe.

"That would be the best... Once the clues are broken, they will choose to join others of the same kind... This is the result we want." Old Bond murmured.

"It feels like it won't be that simple." Luo Ji's eyes stayed on the Holmes clone.

For Luo Ji, although this clone had a different personality from Holmes, his strength was not much different from Holmes's.

Don't underestimate this guy.

Moreover, although the other party is now stuck in place, his eyes have not retreated at all, but are full of determination.

——They will definitely try their best to find Su Chen.

Just then.

The Holmes clone in the yard suddenly started moving.

He hurried past the dozen or so coal trucks.

Suddenly he stopped next to one of the cars and opened the passenger door of the car.

He turned around and looked directly at the driver beside the car.

"Did you just say that you came alone?" the Holmes clone asked coldly.

"Hmm..." The driver nodded.

The next second, the driver's wrist was tightly grasped by the Holmes clone.

"Come with us."

Upon hearing this, several other clones also gathered around.

When the driver saw this, he showed a horrified expression and looked at the other drivers.

But the other drivers didn't dare to move.

——These drivers are all low-level civilians, and no one wants to cause trouble.

"Why are you leaving..." The driver's dry Adam's apple moved nervously.

"Because you are deceiving us and hiding wanted criminals. I warned you, we are all police officers, and you will be legally responsible for anything you say..." the Holmes clone said.

"No, I didn't lie to you..."

Before the driver could finish his explanation, the Holmes clone pointed to the pedals next to the car and the passenger seat, and said:

"Don't try to argue that these cinder footprints with clear lines were left before.

"There are several textures...

“One of them is the clearest because he weighs so much and the cinders are crushed so hard…

"It completely corresponds to the characteristics of the wanted criminal we want to track."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Shi Yong clone next to him opened his eyes wide and grabbed the driver's collar.

"Boy, don't you want to go home?"

This frightened the driver and he quickly explained: "It's none of my business. Don't arrest me. I have to go home. The children are still waiting for me to have dinner..."

"Don't be afraid, this police officer has a somewhat impatient personality." The Holmes clone patted the driver's shoulder, "We are also working. For us, what we ultimately want is to find traces of the fugitive, not for Add more workload. If you cooperate with us, we will not pursue your problem.”

The driver hesitated.

Holmes clone continued:

"But if you don't cooperate, I'm sorry. We have to catch you and take you back. After all, the boss is still waiting for us to deliver."

The driver was stunned.

He had no doubts about the words of the strangers before him.

Because he has seen and heard of this kind of operation too many times - it is nothing new.

"No, please, please let me go..."

"We didn't make things difficult for you, it was just a matter of words."

"I don't know those... those people. They got off the bus two intersections before we get here..." The driver finally gave in. "Is that okay?"

"Well, that's good, but that's not enough." Holmes' clone shook his head.

"What else do you want... I only know this information. They didn't say anything on the bus." The driver looked distressed.

"After they got off the bus, which direction did they go?"

"They got on a tricycle, but I really don't know where they went. I swear!"

Seeing the driver's tearful look, several clones believed that he really had nothing to hide.

Rifumore, who was hiding outside the gate, lowered his voice and said, "Looking at their expressions, it seems that the investigation is hopeless..."

"That's great..." Old Bond murmured.

Just when several clones were about to give up and leave, Holmes' clone suddenly stopped.

"Wait, there's another question." Holmes' clone glanced at the back of the car and stared at the driver, "How many people are there?"

"Three." The driver held up three fingers.

"Three?!"

Several clones were stunned.

No!

The number of people is wrong!

The Holmes clone turned his head sharply and looked straight at the door.