"Captain Miao?" Zhao Yu was in Miao Ying’s police car. He felt awkward and asked, "Why do you keep looking at the side mirror?"
Miao Ying was wearing a pair of huge shades, looking very suave. She took a glance at Zhao Yu before shaking her head. "Big detective, can’t you guess? I really have no idea what you guys at Rongyang Branch are thinking. Why isn’t there anyone following you?"
"Following me?" Zhao Yu frowned deeply. "For what?"
"I asked one of my officers to contact your leader before I boarded the plane," Miao Ying did not answer his question, "but you received the call only when I went to pick you up at your house. This kind of efficiency...tsk tsk..."
"Nonsense!" Zhao Yu said to himself. "First, it was Luan Xiaoxiao, then it was Liu Changhu! The reason why I had received the notice so late was not because of problems with efficiency, but character!"