"show me."

Li Yuanqing reached out and took it and studied it carefully.

Zhang Yong is looking forward to it very much.

It would be great if Li Yuanqing could provide some information.

Judging from the remuneration provided by Henry, the American he is looking for is definitely not an ordinary person.

Maybe he is a member of a large financial group.

Zhang Yong even thought of Rockefeller.

Otherwise, who would pay such a high remuneration? Just give him 30,000 yuan for Zhang Yong!

According to the unspoken rule of one move after another, Henry should be paid at least one hundred thousand dollars. This is one hundred thousand dollars! Just to find someone!

Unfortunately, Li Yuanqing thought carefully for a long time, shook his head slowly, and returned the jade necklace to Zhang Yong.

"What did you see?"

"I can only say that we Chinese people did not do this ourselves."

"Who did it?"

"It should be made by local people in Myanmar."

"Yeah?"

"yes."

Li Yuanqing did not explain in detail, but Zhang Yong already believed it.

This Li Yuanqing is quite knowledgeable. He is at least a dozen steps ahead of Zhang Yong. Others have become detectives because they really have no ability.

It's a pity that he is not good at the background. It is a bit difficult to continue to improve.

Just look at Bob…

Well, I think of things in the suburbs.

When the corpse was about to be discovered, I told Li Yuanqing everything.

Li Yuanqing's expression gradually became serious.

Zhang Yong knew there was something going on.

"You also know about Lawrence Tour Group?"

"No."

"That……"

"The British people you mentioned who were killed may have been Crook and others."

"you know?"

"I've read the information. They were the ones who disappeared four years ago."

"That……"

"But Crooke is not important. What is important is that there is a Julia Nightingale in it..."

"Ah? Nightingale?"

Of course Zhang Yong knows this name. Is it actually related to her?

What on earth did the Japanese do? Even Nightingale dared to kill them?

"I want to go to the scene."

"Can."

Zhang Yong agreed wholeheartedly.

Immediately ordered Wei Fangquan to set off with Li Yuanqing.

Back to the suburbs.

It's still a mess. Nothing has changed.

Li Yuanqing carefully investigated.

After a long time, he slowly said: "It's them..."

"When you go back, report directly to Bob. Go past Yingzuo Zhenzhao." Zhang Yong reminded.

"I know." Li Yuanqing nodded with a solemn expression.

Zhang Yong then took his leave...

Li Yuanqing suddenly waved his hand, signaling for others to leave.

Zhang Yong then waited for him to speak.

result……

Li Yuanqing was silent for a long time...

Then he said: "How about you send a telegram to the British Prime Minister..."

[To be continued]
Chapter completed!