The envelope was big and brand new, with no words written on it, and there was no seal. The seal was pulled out and weighed it. It was not very heavy, but it didn't look like a letter, but it was like a resume photo or something. He looked around and found that there were only pillows and sheets on the bed, so he poured the things in the envelope onto the bed, and indeed poured out a bunch of photos and two pages of information.

Those photos are life photos of the same person. A girl who is about twenty-five and six years old smiles gently and calmly at the camera. Feng Rong picked up the two pages of information and looked at it. The things written on it were very trivial and did not seem to look like a job search resume.

"It's a blind date resume," Ding Youlan couldn't move the computer for the time being, so she went to trick Han Jian'an's cell phone. When she came over, she saw what Feng Rong had in her hand, so she spoke out, "My cousin who is married in my tribe often receives such female information from matchmakers."

"Yeah." Feng Rong responded and understood. He thought of the young man who looked similar to Han Jianan in the family photo just now, who seemed to be married. He stood intimately with a woman, holding a baby in his hand, and the girl in the photo in the envelope didn't seem to be Han Jianan's newly grown daughter.

"Minister, have you never seen a blind date resume?" Ding Youlan asked casually.

Feng Rong looked through the information, his tone was a little puzzled: "No, isn't blind dates not popular in the supernatural community?"

"...Who said?" Someone... Oh, no, where there are creatures, there are blind dates, okay?! Ding Youlan suddenly found that his worldview was refreshed. Isn't it that the high-quality young man with strong strength and noble status like the minister came up and paid for it? How could no one help him? "Has no one really found a minister to go on a blind date?"

"I don't know either. Yingkong didn't tell me." Feng Rong said seriously. Since he became famous, Lin Yingkong has been by his side as his assistant, helping him handle various invitations and various itinerary arrangements. He has never heard Lin Yingkong talk about this.

"...It may be that the fate has not come. Please don't care about these details." Ding Youlan retreated silently against a black cloud. He felt that he was so stupid to come for no reason. The minister himself is the kind of person who doesn't talk to you about personal affairs. Most of the matters are endorsed by Assistant Lin. Since Assistant Lin is here, how could a matchmaker find the minister?

Assistants are evil things, and being a mediator is risky...

Feng Rong felt puzzled when he saw his subordinates suddenly losing their fighting spirit, but he was very confident in the psychological endurance of the members of the field team of the General Office. So he ignored Ding Youlan and opened the drawer on the bedside table one by one to take a look. There was a drawer that seemed to be used for medicine, and various medicine bottles were squeezed into it. He took a few bottles out and looked at it. His brows were lightly locked, and he said to Ding Youlan: "Pack up all these medicines."

"Okay... Hum? Oh, I'll pack it right away!" Ding Youlan found that he was distracted at the crime scene at this moment when everyone was afraid of losing his job. He was so shocked that he could not see the two souls. He stuttered and then quickly went to find the evidence bag.

The King of Hell wants you to leave at the third update, who dares to keep you until the fifth update? There is a breath of ghosts staying here. I think Han Jian'an's soul has been taken away by ghosts under Hei and Bai Wuchang's hands. Di Bingqiao has completed the preliminary on-site autopsy, and then went to find someone from the Ling Foreign Affairs Department who was guarding outside to help send the body back to the headquarters building. She has a dedicated forensic room there. Seeing this, Ding Youlan hurried to clean up the desktop computer and move it back together.

Lin Yingkong came from the next door, gave way to Feng Rong before leaving the people who were in and out, and said, "Minister, Jingbai said to bring Yan Mi over and will arrive soon."

"Well," I can just ask Yan Mi, what is the intersection between Han Jianan, who is also a history teacher, and he is worth the murderer's attack on him? Feng Rong handed the envelope to Lin Yingkong and asked, "Who is the first person to discover?"

Lin Yingkong took the envelope and handed Feng Rong a box of milk with straw in it. Hearing this, his expression was a little strange, "Is it Fang Shuping?"

Feng Rong was drinking milk, and thought he had heard it wrong, so he turned his head and looked at his assistant, "Who?"

"Fang Shuping, the one we saw outside Yan Mi's office yesterday and in the Shiguang Bar." They were also the object of suspicion by the group members during the meeting last night. "He lives next door and has a good relationship with the deceased. The faculty and staff living here can prove that he often goes in and out with the deceased. This morning, Fang Shuping knocked on the door for a long time and asked the deceased to get up. Many faculty and staff saw it when they passed by in class. Then he went to pry the door and immediately alarmed Bao Su's people. When they rushed over, Fang Shuping stood at the door and didn't have time to go in."

"Isn't he who confirmed that Han Jian'an is dead?" Feng Rong asked.

"No, Bao Su's people came very quickly, he had never come in." Lin Yingkong said as he opened the envelope. When he saw the thing inside, his expression froze and he smiled, as gentle as before, "Minister, who gave you this thing?"

Feng Rong was thinking about something, but he didn't notice the straw with his lips and teeth biting the milk. He said in a vague voice: "I found it beside the deceased's bed."

The black air mass behind Lin Yingkong instantly dissipated. He said with a professional look: "Then I'll ask someone to check her identity." He dug and added: "Minister, don't answer this kind of thing in the future when you see this kind of thing."

"Hmm? It's okay, no one is looking for me to go on a blind date." Feng Rong said seriously. He had no idea about blind dates.

"..." Lin Yingkong was silently wondering if the minister had already known that he had destroyed a bunch of blind date information and was so upset. Then he took a second to deny this unrealistic fantasy. He silently thought that those who dared to popularize blind date knowledge for the minister were too brave. It would be better to eat fried people or inhuman courage at noon...

Ding Youlan, who was thanking the staff member who helped him transport the computer, turned cold on his back. He looked back suspiciously, "Well, what is the rhythm of this crisis awareness that is about to be cut into pieces?" Could it be that the minister sold him casually, right?"

When E Jingbai and Yan Mi came, Di Bingqiao had already returned to the headquarters building for autopsy. Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong found an empty faculty and staff dormitory and invited Fang Shuping over, saying that they were making a formal record.

"Xiaodai," When E Jingbai went up to the third floor, he found that except for the people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, there was only one person left in Xiaodai standing there seriously. He led the absent-minded Yan Mi over, "What are you doing? Where are the ministers and the others?"

"Brother Jingbai~ Minister and Assistant Lin went to record the first person to discover," Cheng Xiaodai raised his head and saw him, "I'm looking at the wind for Xiaolan." He turned his head and saw the cold man behind E Jingbai. He raised his little hand to say hello, "Hello, Professor Yan~"

Yan Mi lowered her head slightly. He was always interested in why there was a child in the field team of the General Office. However, he didn't ask, but nodded slightly and said, "Hello."

"He is Chenghuang, just call him Xiaodai," E Jingbai introduced casually, and then asked: "What wind is looking at? Where is Xiaolan?"

"In the room in front." Cheng Xiaodai said, pointing to a single room in front.

"Is the crime scene?" E Jingbai asked. He had just accompanied Yan Mi to check in to work, and Yan Mi dealt with something, so he didn't come here in time.

"No, the crime scene is the room at the end, this is the room where the corpse is the first person to discover it." Cheng Xiaodai secretly glanced at Yan Mi, then took E Jingbai's hand and wrote the word "Square" in the palm of his hand.

E Jingbai hadn't reacted at first, but when he saw Cheng Xiaodai avoiding Yan Mi, he realized who he was trying to say. After being surprised for a moment, he said calmly: "What are Xiaolan doing in the room where the first person was discovered?"

"Tick to the computer," Cheng Xiaodai said. Because Yan Mi is the person involved in the case, he didn't say it very clearly. "I found some clues last night, and the case may have something to do with some things on the Internet."

E Jingbai probably understood what he meant, so he asked: "Where is the information of the deceased?" Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong were also very anxious when they received the notice, so they called him or Yan Mi to ask whether he and Yan Mi were safe, and then they asked them to come here directly.

"Brother Meng Tian and Rongzi went to check the information of the deceased," Cheng Xiaodai said seriously, and now he looked at Yan Mi openly. "The deceased is Han Jianan, a professor of history. Are you familiar with him?"

E Jingbai frowned, and a hint of surprise finally appeared on Yan Mi's face, "Who are you talking about? Professor Han Jian'an and Old Professor Han?"

"Yes," Cheng Xiaodai looked serious, like a little adult, "Professor Han committed suicide in front of his computer early this morning. The reason is unknown, Professor Yan mourned him."

Although Yan Mi's expression was not very fluctuating at this time, she could still see the confusion in it. "I came back from abroad. When I was teaching at K Jiaotong University, I was taught by Professor Han. He was very good and optimistic, and helped me a lot..." He looked at E Jingbai, as if he wanted him to tell himself that Cheng Xiaodai was joking, "I don't believe Professor Han would commit suicide."

E Jingbai hesitated for a moment, then reached out and patted his shoulder, and whispered: "Jielao."

Yan Mi's body tensed suddenly, and after a while, he slowly relaxed. He still said in a daze: "He... Professor Han, where is he? Can I meet him?"

"Sorry, Qiaojie has brought Professor Han's body back." Cheng Xiaodai explained, "Professor Yan, don't you know Professor Han lives here?"
Chapter completed!