As dawn just arrived, the sound of unlocking sounded at home. Arya was upstairs, and when she heard the sound, she immediately poked her head out of the stairs, hung her feet upside down on the handrail on the second floor, and looked upside down at the entrance.

After a moment, the door opened and Solan walked into the room a little tired, but raised his head and saw Arya's head. He waved to the latter and threw a file bag onto the dining table: "Come down, girl, there's something about you."

Arya didn't move, and she still hung upside down: "Where have you been tonight?"

Solan dragged a chair and sat down, stretched his waist lazily, then noticed that the room was dim, but he was still not interested in turning on the light: "Of course I went to prepare information for you. Look, this is the fake identity file I asked someone to make for you, and also have study experience. It can be said that as long as you can pass the entrance exam, you will be a job of mixing into Eton School, which is a job of dressing up as a man."

This topic really couldn't calm Arya down. She thrust and twisted her waist, and turned over and jumped off the stairs. Only then did Solan notice that there was some mud sticking to her leather boots, especially the side of the leather boots, which was gray.

"Why are you so dirty?" He smiled thoughtfully, "Which guy did you go out in the middle of the night to fight with the little head in the bar?"

Arya glanced at him, as if she was blaming Solan for improper use of words, but of course she didn't care in essence. She tore open the file bag and pulled out the file, and then she started to read it. The first thing she was born was the head photo, and then the data such as name and age of thirteen. The real falsification of identity was just the parent identity column. But when she saw the signature above, Arya was a little stunned at first, and then even more yelled.

"This person... is also surnamed Adams!" This is not the point. She pointed to her parents' column and then struck her all the way to herself: "Then my surname is still Crowe!"

Arya was actually frightened. This was a rare scene in a century. Solan laughed and raised his hand to unlock his phone to take a secret photo. When the flash lights turned on, Arya's expression was recorded immediately, staring with her eyes and her mouth, just like the first time that an innocent little devil saw Santa Claus with his own eyes!

"Of course I won't be stupid enough to press my own daughter." He pointed to the father's name column: "It's also the client's own decision. This is my name from more than ten years ago. At that time, I was a rich second generation who pretended to inherit the inheritance in New York. In the end, I held a funeral for myself in the name of my nephew. So, it's a problem for people who exist in reality to get into their own daughters. They are also adopted daughters. Do you think this arrangement is OK?"

Finally, Solan asked Arya about her opinion. Although the whole work was proposed by him and Selena completed it on her own, the final direct person was Arya after all, and there was no reason to ignore her opinion.

Whether the fake new identity is satisfied is a question of many tricks. Arya couldn't give a reply for a while. She just looked at the document endlessly. But in a few seconds, she naturally moved her eyes to the column of her mother.

“Emelia Donovan.”

The little girl looked at her adoptive father with a thunderous look: "Where is this a woman that emerged from? Is it a computer-synthesised name? Or is it the name of the little female cat you raised back then?"

Solan rolled his eyes, covered his big hand, and grabbed Arya's head, and then rubbed for a while: "'I've had some ambiguous relationship with a single mother in Barcelona. Now she has died of a tumor, and 'I' and my daughter depend on each other for life. Then 'I' have passed away now, and handed over the custody to my handsome nephew. This is the setting. Don't be dissatisfied. If you want to protest, don't look for me, go find the original author!"

Even a fool could hear that Solan was complaining now, but Arya didn't compete with the name at all, with her identity file and student information. She jumped onto the dining table and looked at each one carefully.

Seeing that there was no big problem, Solan was completely relieved. Overall, it was not very busy tonight, but Xiaoxiao was still awkward enough for him in the second half of the night. Now it was dawn, but he planned to go upstairs and have a short sleep. The food in the refrigerator was placed there, so Arya could cook by herself. He was not afraid that she would burn the house. After a brief explanation, he went upstairs with confidence.

As soon as Solan entered the bedroom of the master bedroom, he threw himself into the bed. The curtains were tightly blocking the light of dawn. The light in the room was dark and looked very neat. Solan had not much clothing, and they were all neatly stacked and hung in the closet. The cabinet of books was also arranged in a scientific way. There was no more debris on the desk except for the desk lamp and pen holder. The overall environment was clear and dry and pleasant.

"What's this called..."

Lying on the bed, he had free time, he took out his cell phone and looked at it. The content was simple, it was just a calendar. He stared at the dates yesterday and the day before yesterday. His mental fatigue made him yawn.

In just an hour, he had just shot the puppet master and carried Shirley away in a fire scene. He had no time to communicate with her during the day. He had just passed the second half of the night and encountered new troubles. He knew that he was still scared. If Selena had not happened to drive into the city and passed through the satellite city around the airport, and let the group of zombies suddenly rage, what would the consequences be?

Just as I thought of this, my phone vibrated. Fortunately, it was not the endless calls, but a Facebook message sent by Nina.

"I just got a notice from a colleague from the newspaper that a fire broke out in the south of the Boeing factory. It seemed that it was caused by campers, and it seemed that it was a group suicide of cults. Fire trucks and police officers were dispatched. Do you have any news?"

The indoor light was dark, making the phone screen even more dazzling. Solan read every word in this sentence carefully and giggled for a moment.

He replied: "It's time to go out at dawn. Thank you for your hard work. The intern should work hard. The old policeman who has worked for many years said that he is still lying on the bed without moving his butt."

After Facebook was sent, Solan didn't say a lie. The fire in the south was soaring into the sky, and another big news was about to make a bright appearance, but it had nothing to do with him, at least temporarily. Of course, the fire brigade must first undergo this incident. Before the accident investigation report was released, it would not be related to the homicide team. Although this may be the time difference in the morning, it was enough for Solan to lie on the bed now, then reach out to touch his bag and look at something else.

This time he took out a black file bag, a thin layer, but it was sealed with quick-drying glue, so he almost wrote the word "confidential" on the cover.

This is the document Selena gave him before parting.

Tear open the seal and lit the bedside lamp, Solan looked at the first line of information seriously.

A harmless title for humans and animals: "The God-Choose Product Formula Investigation Mission".

This is actually a document specially prepared for him, so the title is dry goods, and there is no common nagging document for government documents. Solan's eyes swept downwards, and a piece of data was listed in detail on a special paper. The home page part is a comprehensive statistics, and each page after that is a specific report on the classification.

As a new brand that has opened two or three hundred branches in just three years since its establishment, it is normal for Shenxuan to expand so quickly that it has caused investigations from peers or relevant departments. With Seattle as the center, the west coast as the starting point, and the east coast and the other side of the Pacific Ocean as the first expansion direction, the information records the address and establishment time of each store in Shenxuan.

But this is just a simple list, with more than 300 stores occupying only two or three pages. The page after this is an extremely detailed product feedback record - mainly based on the evaluation of loyal customers.

After carefully reading each item, it was the subsequent work. Solan pinched a stack of thick paper and turned directly to the position of the third tab.

There are dense records of violent and violent injuries, with a limited space of only one line, and each page of the archive records a arranged number.

Solan looked silently, his eyes swept over the Food Health and Safety Bureau sign on the document and fell into deeper contemplation.
Chapter completed!