In the back seat of the black Maybach, Gu Zheng's knuckles had turned white from holding his phone. The atmosphere in the car was tense.
The chauffeur, Old Wang, could not help but shoot Song Shiyu a look. "You should try to persuade Young Master. If this goes on and we can't find Madam, we'll freeze to death out here."
Song Shiyu had just ended a call. He took off his earphones and turned back to report to Gu Zheng. "President, our people have checked all the car accidents that took place in the city in the past hour but there are no traces of Madam."
It was not easy to drive a modified car. An accident could happen if one were not careful, so Song Shiyu had immediately gotten someone to check the newest reports of car accidents in the city.
"There's also news from the Transportation Bureau. However, as they're still monitoring the surveillance footage, Madam's whereabouts are still being confirmed."
"Give me the laptop."