"Please send me the surveillance video and the staff IDs of the police officers responsible for this case."

“Okay.”

As soon as Sabrina received the surveillance video, she forwarded it to Lance and called him. "Have you arrived?"

"I'll be there in a minute," Lance replied over the phone.

"Someone dragged Bettie into a minibus. Go east along Glamis Road. I've sent the surveillance video to your phone. The police are getting the surveillance video along the road." Then, Sabrina rattled off the IDs of the police officers. “These are the IDs of the police officers responsible for this case. By the way, it might have something to do with Keilani."

“Okay, I understand." Lance's expression turned grim. He accelerated the car and freed one of his hands to play the surveillance video Sabrina had sent over.

There were three kidnappers in total, including the driver of the minibus.

Lance dialed the police and explained the situation in detail, hoping to get the result of the police investigation of surveillance videos of the road.

The policeman caught Lance's intention and quickly cautioned, “Please leave things to us, sir. It's too dangerous for you to go after them yourself. We've already dispatched officers to track them down.”

Lance replied, “Don't worry. I won't do anything rash. The person who was kidnapped is my fiancée. I have to save her."

"No," the policeman refused firmly. "You may put yourself and the victim in danger."

After ending the call, Lance dialed another number and urgently requested, "Please hack Keilani's phone. Check the last five numbers she contacted and where they are. I'll give you five minutes."

"Five minutes? That's too short!" a voice wailed from the other end of the phone.

"Three minutes."

"No, five minutes is fine!"

Fine minutes later, Lance's contact called back. "I have done as you said. Keilani's recent contacts included one in Philade and the rest in Mathias. The one in Philade is probably not the person you're looking for. As for those in Mathias, one in a hospital, one in the flour factory on Pearl Road, one in municipal committee, and one in Glamis Road..."

The moment Lance heard the flour factory, noting its remote location, he hastily turned right at the intersection and headed straight for Pearl Road.

"Dude, why did you ask me to get this?" Lance's contact asked.

Lance ignored the question and instructed, "Help me locate the flour factory on Pearl Road."

"Okay. Why do you need the location?"