Beyond the Divorce

Vincent ordered, "Notify the Department of Transportation to track this vehicle immediately." Atlas said to Vincent, "Let's go to the Department of Transportation. It's faster that way."

Then, he turned to Cane and said, "Get our people to cooperate with the airport security. We can't let him take the hostage away!"

I looked at Atlas and asked, "Are you saying he's planning to escape?"

"He won't stay in this Bibury right now. After all, he's not familiar here," Atlas affirmed, "He has confirmed that the notebook is in our hands. He might be looking for an alternative plan."

Vincent ordered to take Neil away, who shouted desperately, wanting to explain. However, Vincent ignored his cries and walked away with determined strides.

I gave one last glance at Neil, feeling disdain for this man. He sold out his entire life and future for 15 thousand dollars.

We followed Vincent out of the office, heading straight to the Department of Transportation.

In the car, I asked Cane, "How did you sense it could be this driver?"

"Mr. Atlas asked me to investigate two drivers. When I went out, I observed their expressions. The young one seemed relaxed, but Neil was particularly nervous."

"I went to borrow a light from him, got into his car, and chatted with him. Sure enough, he asked me about the investigation. I told him we had located his whereabouts, and he was under surveillance."

Cane chuckled bitterly and continued, "Then, I placed a recording device in his car. I got off to smoke and chatted with the young driver. I learned about Neil's family situation. Turns out, his child is in high school. That's where his need for money comes in." I had to admire Cane's keen observation.

"When you went to the teacher's college, I retrieved the recording device. It turned out to be him," Cane spoke simply, but he was quite astute.

"How did you suspect it was the driver?" I looked at Atlas and asked.

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"When we arrived in the Bibury, our movements were immediately known to the other party. There aren't many people that can be suspicious," Atlas confidently explained.

"He's been the one in contact with

me regarding the house purchase. I thought he wanted to buy it," Mike said regretfully, "When I picked you up at the airport, I saw him going to the airport too. We even exchanged a few words.

"He asked why I was at the airport. I just said to pick someone up. I didn't mention it was you, and I didn't bring up the matter with George."

"It looks like Navi's quite cunning." I sighed, "He's really audacious to come to Bibury himself!"

It seems my dad was quite useful to him. However, I kept that thought to myself.

The car arrived at the Department of Transportation, where someone was already waiting for us. It seemed Vincent had arranged everything. Vincent briefly introduced Atlas.

He extended his hand for a handshake with Atlas and gestured, "Let's go to the monitoring room right away. We'll fully cooperate."

The staff had already started tracking the taxi's movements in the room. Shortly after, someone reported that the car had left the city, heading towards the capital.

Atlas frowned, and he asked, "Did the car stop halfway?"

The staff immediately checked the surveillance footage.

In no time, someone reported, "After picking up its passenger from the teacher's college, the car hasn't stopped. It circled the city a few times, then left the urban area without any stops." FindNovel

Atlas asked, "Can you try to contact the car owner and subtly inquire about their destination?"

The person in charge nodded, "Sure, we can do that. Taxis have their own group chats. We'll make an announcement."

Then, he instructed his subordinates to check the car owner and find the driver on duty to talk to him.

In less than ten minutes, the hall

echoed with the voices of taxi drivers chatting. Amid the lively conversation, someone shouted the taxi's number, asking, "Are there any rides? Ping us!"

The hall fell silent as everyone waited for the response from the driver group.

After a while, a male voice came through, "Yes, got a run to the airport."