With the development of technology, the technical means that bounty hunters can use to investigate are becoming more and more abundant.

By retrieving citizenship information, it is possible to almost piece together a person's life from consumption habits, credit social information, and itinerary. On the other hand, criminals are also constantly evolving, and hackers like Ahmed can tamper with these electronic records.

Therefore, for old hunters like Weize, compared to cold data, they are more accustomed to trusting their observation and analysis abilities.

The grey Chevrolet parks downstairs at Kristen's modeling agency.

This is the core section of the first district and a famous fashion center. Every inch of land is valuable, and there are beautiful figures wearing famous brands everywhere on the street. Just a few of them can be pulled out to hold a small fashion show.

Weize didn't get off the car and waited downstairs until 5:30. This was Christine's time to get off work. Models who had no work arrangements tonight walked out of the door one after another.

Soon one luxury car after another stopped and picked up these beautiful girls, but some of them were not picked up by anyone, so they could only take a taxi or take the subway back to the small rental house.

Wei Ze saw a familiar face among a group of dazzling figures. He took out his personal terminal, clicked on the previous post and compared it. He found that the other party was the unlucky girl who fell down on the catwalk. Compared with other models, her petite figure and Asian faces are easy to identify.

After leaving the company, she walked towards the subway entrance without stopping.

Weize started the car and followed her slowly, but for a moment he couldn't think of any reason to get up and chat with her.

Considering what the bounty hunter did on Mars recently, maybe the girl was scared away as soon as he revealed his identity.

It was not until I accidentally saw the police uniform in the back seat that I solved his troubles.

Weize changed his clothes and opened the Chevrolet to the girl, lowered the car window, took out the police badge, "Hello, can you answer a few questions?"

"Hmm?" The girl stopped, her eyes confused.

"Have you asked for your name yet?"

"Kim Hee Yeon." The girl said, her legs were closed and she grabbed Xiaobao's strap, looking a little nervous.

"Let's do this, Kim Hee Yeon, you probably haven't had dinner yet. How about I treat you together? Don't worry, you can choose a place with more people. I have no malicious intentions, I just want to ask you a few questions."

The girl hesitated after hearing this, and finally nodded.

Wei Ze opened the passenger's car door and asked Jin Shiyan to come up. Ahmed on the other end exclaimed, "It's amazing, I'm just a fool to get in the car."

Weize turned off the headphones directly, and then asked the girl beside him, "Where are you going?"

"There is a place to eat in the street in front." Jin Shiyan said softly.

Weize nodded, "It's done."

The bounty hunter drove the car to the place the girl said and immediately regretted it. The restaurants in this place are either French or Japanese, with exquisite decorations and each one looks more expensive than the other. Eze calculated the money in his pocket and suspected that he could not afford even a loaf of bread.

After this meal, he will probably be able to sell kidneys.

However, when he slowed down the car, he heard the girl say, "It's not here, you have to go further."

Weize followed her instructions and turned into a small path, drove all the way to the end, and turned a few more turns and saw a barbecue food stall.

"It's this." Kim Hee-yeon said.

When Weize stopped, the girl had already ordered the dishes and ordered two small cans of ice beer. It was obvious that this was not the first time she was here.

However, Kim Hee-yeon, dressed in a famous brand, attracted a lot of attention as soon as she sat down.

One of the men who had drunk high seemed to be just a small staff member who was called around in the office, but now he stood up with his alcohol guts, walked towards the girl shakingly, stretched out a hand, and shouted, "Is the lady alone?"

"You're drunk too much, my friend." Wei Ze walked from the side, grabbed the hand, and took off the other party's wrist without hesitation.

The expressions of the people at the same table changed and they were about to rush up, but after seeing the police uniform on Weize, he endured it and just dragged the injured man back to the table.

Wei Ze sat down opposite Kim Hee Yeon, grabbed two peanuts and threw them into his mouth.

"I don't know that police enforcement is so simple and crude."

"This kind of thing depends on the situation. Sometimes only a simple and crude solution can avoid more trouble." Weize pointed to the bad boy beside the girl.

Long before the drunkard rushed over, they were looking at Kim Hee-yeon frequently, looking ready to move, but after Weize took action, he finally calmed down and began to continue playing with the Brave Game with a knife to penetrate his fingers.

"I usually change my clothes before coming here." The girl took a sip of cold beer.

"You don't look like someone who will come here to eat." Weize took another bottle.

"Why, because I'm a model?" Kim Hee-yeon shook her head, "I didn't have long been in this industry, and I finally got into Christine. The salary of a newcomer who just joined the company is very low. I have to pay rent, eat, commute... The money for clothes and cosmetics is unsafe for models. Do you think I would want to dress like this? If I don't dress up well, I will be considered unprofessional by customers, and if I can't get a job, I will be unable to afford clothes. If this continues, it will be a vicious cycle."

"Sorry, I don't know that the competition in the model industry is so fierce."

"Where are women gathering together, it's not easy anywhere." After a few sips of beer, Kim Hee-yeon also said more, "So, Mr. Police Officer, why are you looking for me?"

"Three days ago, the jewelry exhibition held by Winslow Company was to invite your company to be a model."

"Oh, that's the matter, haven't you already recorded it?" The girl's face was a little unnatural.

"I want to check some details with you, why is it inconvenient?"

Kim Hee-yeon sighed, "It's nothing inconvenient, the company has spread all over this matter anyway."

"What's the matter?"

"What else can it be? I'm probably the first model in the world to step on a sonic bomb and slide, and it became a laughing stock for everyone." The girl was drinking a slutty wine. "People don't care about your efforts at all, right? But as long as you make a little mistake, you will be caught and kept holding."

"Yes." Weize paused, and decided to bring back the topic of further and further development. "Actually, I want to ask you if you are familiar with the models who attended the jewelry show with you that night?"

"It's just the kind of understanding you know about your competitors."

The grilled kebabs were brought up, and the girl picked up one of them.

"Enough, isn't there a saying that those who know you best will always be your opponent... Then have you noticed that who has acted abnormally in the past two days?"

"Abnormal? Is it okay to change my new boyfriend?"
Chapter completed!