"I don't know. There is no clue who took Mrs. Murphy away. Jessie has already called the police. Mr.
Murphy, we also have to send someone to find Mrs. Murphy."
"Let’s go to the police station first. They have surveillance and can find out the driving route of Violet's
vehicle based on the surveillance." Stanley got up, grabbed the phone on the desk and left the office.
Fraser quickly followed.
In the car, Stanley tried to call Violet's cell phone.
However, no one answered.
Stanley was not surprised by this result. Since Violet was kidnapped, the person would definitely turn
off the electronic devices on her.
After all, this was the age of the Internet. As long as Violet had electronic equipment with herself, he
could find out her.
Stanley held his mobile phone tightly. His face was cold and gloomy. He was more upset and worried.
The last time Violet was kidnapped, she almost died. He was scared to death.
This time, he didn't know what to experience again.
"Go, check if there is anything unusual about Eason and his wife." Stanley gritted his back teeth and
ordered coldly.
Fraser looked at him, "Mr. Murphy, do you think it’s Eason who kidnapped Mrs. Murphy?"
"No, but I doubt them."
"I see. I'll let someone check it."
After that, Fraser took out his mobile phone and contacted someone to investigate Eason and Talia.
At this time, they arrived at the police station.
Stanley got out of the car and walked in.
Jessie was also inside. When she saw him coming, she hurried over, "Mr. Murphy, you must save
Violet."
"She is my wife. I will save her naturally." Stanley glanced at her and said.
Jessie clutched her hands together and breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. That's good."
"I heard Fraser say that you were almost hit by that car. Are you okay?" Stanley asked suddenly.
This woman was Violet's friend, and she accompanied Violet to get the express.
Since the other party didn't take her away together, it obviously showed that their only target was Violet.
If Jessie was almost hit by a car and got injured, Violet would definitely blame herself.
Jessie shook her head, "I'm fine. When the car was about to hit me, it suddenly turned around and left."
"That's good." Stanley nodded slightly and stopped asking. He walked towards the police officer in front
and asked.
The police officer said that all the surrounding surveillance had been called out. The driving route map
would be out soon.
After waiting for a few minutes, the driving route map came out.
There was bad news, which was that there were two roadmaps.
"How could it be two?" Jessie frowned, feeling puzzled.
Fraser pushed his glasses, "It should be the car that took Mrs. Murphy away and the car that was
about to hit you. After they drove out of the parking lot, they separated. It seems that the person behind
the scene has already known that we would lock the roadmap. So they separated away, letting us not
know which car Mrs. Murphy is in."
"The two cars are all black, and they don't have license plates. Once they are separated, it is difficult to
determine where the hostage is." The police officer who was sitting in front of the computer nodded and
answered.
Stanley clenched the two road maps in his hands, "Then chase them separately!"
"I'm afraid we can’t." The police officer shook his head, "Both of these two cars drove out of the city.
Judging from the road they drove, there would be no surveillance after more than ten kilometers, so we
could not be sure of their follow-up driving route."
"Then the chance of finding Violet is even smaller?" Jessie paled.
The officer nodded, "Yes, unless we stop them at the same time before their car leaves the surveillance
area."
"How is this possible?" Jessie pointed to the computer, "Although I don't understand the route, I still
know the red dots and blue dots. The two red dots are the two cars, and the blue dot is us. We are still
thirty or forty kilometers away from them. We can't catch them up at all."
As soon as Jessie finished speaking, there was silence in the office.
Stanley squeezed the road maps in his hand.
Fraser took off his glasses and rubbed the eyes that were a little sore when looking at the computer. "If
there is any electronic tracker or something on Mrs. Murphy, it will be great."
"Electronic tracker?" Jessie's eyes lit up when she heard this.
Stanley narrowed his eyes and stared at her closely, "Do you know anything?"
Jessie nodded with excitement, "Fraser, you reminded me. Violet really has it with herself!"
"Huh?" Fraser opened his mouth, "How do you know? Even Mr. Murphy doesn't know it!"
With that, he glanced at Stanley.
So the sentence that a girlfriend was more intimate than a husband was true?
Although Stanley didn't know what Fraser was thinking, he also guessed that Fraser was thinking
something bad. He frowned, "Okay, just say it."
He urged Jessie.
Jessie patted her cheek, adjusted her emotion, and replied earnestly, "Here is the thing. Wasn't Violet
kidnapped the last time? I was worried that she would leave a shadow in her heart, so I took her and
two children to go shopping and gave her a pair of earrings."
Stanley nodded slightly.
He knew this.
Violet put on the earrings the next day.
"You hide the tracker in her earrings?" Fraser looked at Jessie in surprise.
Jessie waved her hand, "It’s not me. It’s Calvin. He was worried that Violet would have an accident in
the future, so he asked me to buy him a miniature tracker. He installed the tracker on Violet’s earrings.
Then he asked me to give it to Violet. Even Violet doesn’t know about it.”
Because Violet didn't like Calvin to show his talents outside, Calvin could only do it quietly.
He still asked her keep Violet a secret and didn't tell Violet.
Fraser was shocked again, "Calvin is too smart. He actually installs trackers. Mr. Murphy, do you know
that Calvin can do this?"
Stanley looked so clam. He didn’t answer Fraser, but a touch of pride rose in his heart.
He not only knew it, but also knew that the little guy was the real top genius in the field of hackers.
Last month, in order to test the level of Calvin’s hacking skills, he specially asked Calvin to attack the
security system of the Murphy Group. Calvin easily breached it. Not only that, but also he said that the
security system of the Murphy Group sucked. Then he upgraded it.
The group of people in the company responsible for system maintenance reported to him every day,
asking him to recruit Calvin into the company.
"Can you trace my wife now?" Stanley looked at the police officer.
The police officer smiled confidently, "As long as there is a tracker, it will definitely be possible."
With that said, he asked Jessie about the code of Violet's tracker, and then clicked on the keyboard.
Jessie and Fraser both looked at him expectantly.
However, after about ten minutes or so, the confidence on the police officer's face disappeared,
replaced by an increasingly solemness.
When Jessie saw this, the expectation on her face disappeared. She clenched her fists and asked,
"Hey, did you fail to track it?"
Fraser also became a little serious.
Stanley's face was even more cold.
"Sorry." The police officer dared not look at the three of them, and replied ashamedly, "I found out the
tracker is still working based on the code, but the tracker is maintained by a very powerful firewall. I
can't break it. So the tracker can’t be locked."
"Then you just said you can." Jessie was so angry.
The police officer lowered his head, "Sorry..."
"Mr. Murphy, what should we do now?" Fraser looked at Stanley.
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