At seven o'clock that evening, Luo Fei and his team had already arrived at Qiao Yuanlong's home.
With time tight and a heavy task, their actions couldn't be delayed.
The time given by the killer was the afternoon of the seventh, so if calculated like this, there was less than twenty-four hours left.
"Officers, is there something wrong?"
"Is this Qiao Yuanlong's home? We are here to inquire about his situation. Are you his family members?"
Luo Fei looked at the people in front of him. There were four people in the room, including Qiao Yuanlong's parents, his wife, and daughter.
The four faces were a bit tense; perhaps they hadn't expected the police to show up because of something concerning their father, feeling somewhat at a loss.
"Yes, I'm his wife."
"Officer, what happened to our Lao Qiao?"
Qiao Yuanlong's wife, Wang Mei, was quite worried. Although she didn't know what to say, she still invited them in first.
