Chapter 2286: Custom Lovers (21)

At the end of the banquet, Li Sheng got the results of the investigation. Seeing the praise of the blockbuster and the words of Jingxiu Collection, Li Sheng's forehead suddenly jumped.
Does she fool herself as a fool?
There really is a problem with that woman!
"Sir, what do you do now?"
"What to do?" Li Sheng thought a thousand times before finally saying: "Staring at them first."
"Ok."
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Chu Zheng was really fooling Li Sheng. If she really wanted to hide it, she could completely synthesize it so that they could not find any source.
I thought Li Sheng would take any action after he discovered it.
This way she can justly defend herself.
Who knows that Li Sheng didn't take any action at all...
Chu Zheng lay boringly on the desk in the Fengyan office, wondering how he could handle Li Sheng.
The employees outside the office whispered to discuss who this beautiful young lady is.
"Before noon tomorrow, a new plan must be given."
Feng Yan brought in Yu Special Assistant, Feng Yan looked unhappy, and the whole person was angry.
Yu Tezhu nodded cautiously.
Fengyan explained the matter: "Go out."
Yu Tezhu turned around and slipped away.
Scared to death.
The boss just seemed to have eaten explosives.
Chuzheng turned the chair of Fengyan's boss, and slowly asked the incoming Fengyan: "Who made you angry?"
The wind feast action paused slightly, and then naturally relaxed: "Something at work."
"I can help you."
"No." Fengyan walked to the table: "Get out."
"What's wrong with me sitting down?"
Fengyan pressed the table, his eyes fell elsewhere, and his tone was a little helpless: "I want to work."
Chuzheng slapped his thigh proudly: "Sit!"
Wind feast: "..."
"I can do it!" The weight of the good guy card is no problem!
Wind feast: "..."
Fengyan gathered the things on the table and went directly to the meeting area next to the office.
Chu Zheng sat for a while, and then ran over: "Why did you say that Li Sheng's dog didn't move?"
Li Sheng didn't move, how could I beat him to death?
Fengyan: "What is happening?"
Chu Zheng: "I saw him check the audio and knew I was fooling him, why didn't he take any action?"
Wind feast: "..."
Fengyan almost moved the important documents on the screen to the trash can with his hand.
Fengyan also reacted later, and the sound of Chuzheng playing would definitely be exposed.
But at that time Chuzheng had already been made, Li Sheng must have known it, what else could he do?
I can only hope that Li Sheng's IQ is offline.
However, Li Sheng's IQ was obviously not dropped. Not only did he think about it, but he also found it... But it was a bit surprising that he was not moving.
Li Sheng was so calm this time.
"Are you watching him?"
Chu Zheng seriously denied: "No, I will just take a look."
The internet is just like her home, come and go freely, how can it be called surveillance!
The corners of Fengyan's mouth twitched, and she wanted to talk to Chuzheng about the legal issues, but after thinking about it, she would forget it after listening, so she had no choice but to forget it.
Li Sheng...
The feast changed the subject: "Did you crack that document?"
"Soon."
"I found some TID information." Fengyan turned out a few paper documents: "This is what I found in my sister's book."
Chuzheng turned over.
TID was established in 2058, and it has been 63 years now. The establishment document says the Institute of Biotechnology.
But in 2060, it will be closed.
It was closed after only two years of establishment...This doesn't seem right.
"At that time, the TID funds all came from the same person." Fengyan turned the document to the last page: "Simpson Fergus."
Chuzheng pondered the meaning of the banquet: "Do you want to check?"
Fengyan let out a sigh of relief: "I think my uncle’s disappearance, my sister’s affairs, and the things I forgot may have something to do with this. I want to know...what on earth did I forget, my sister and What's wrong with my uncle."
Chuzheng watched him for a few seconds: "I see."
Chu Zheng looked through the documents carefully.
There are not many things recorded in it.
The most useful is the Simpson Fergus.
Chuzheng searched for this name, and there are thousands of people called this name around the world... Is this a needle in a haystack?
"Where is the registration place?" She didn't seem to find the registration place in the profile just now.
Fengyan turned over: "I didn't write."
"..." Without registration, the scope can only be locked in the country, but fortunately there is still time.
The number retrieved keeps shrinking, and finally seven are left.
Chuzheng cast the information on the screen.
Two of them are dead, and two are born after 2058, which is certainly not true.
Even if that person was twenty at the time, he is now in his eighties.
"Excluding those born in 1958, there are five more suspects." Chu Zheng crossed out the two in 1958: "Here."
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Chuzheng was in a bad mood and didn't want to follow Fengyan to the company and stay at home. When Fengyan left, she immediately slipped out to investigate the few people.
The feast said that he would let someone investigate it.
But Chuzheng felt that the speed of those people was too slow, and he might as well go up.
But after checking both of them, there is no clue, Chuzheng is a bit irritable.
Chu Zheng grabbed his hair, calmed down for a while, adjusted his appearance, and opened the car door.
The streets here are narrow and many buildings have collapsed.
However, from the surrounding environment, there are quite a few people living here.
Chuzheng has the next address, is it here?
Chuzheng stepped on the bumpy ground and walked inside. Some house numbers were no longer visible, and some were messed up by graffiti.
There was an unpleasant smell in the air, and all kinds of garbage was scattered on the ground.
Chu Zheng passed by the street, and someone looked at her from time to time, but Chu Zheng glanced over, and those people quickly retracted.
Patter...
There was a strange sound from behind.
Chu Zheng looked back, and there was nothing unusual except for those who flinched and waited.
Chu Zheng retracted his gaze and stood still.
In a corner more than ten meters away from Chuzheng, a few people squatted together and discussed quietly.
"What's up with her?"
"Did you find us?"
"How is it possible, we are not following closely."
"Then she...grass! What about people?"
The streets were empty, without even a ghost.
A few people couldn't care about hiding, they chased them out quickly, stopped where Chuzheng stayed, and looked around.
"Damn it, can she fly in the blink of an eye?"
"There is no other way..."
"Hurry up!"
Several people were about to find them separately, when they heard a cold female voice coming from above.
"Find me?"
They looked up at the same time.
It was a building, but half of it had collapsed, and only half remained, as if it had been split in the middle, with steel and concrete supporting it in the air.
And the girl was standing on an outgoing steel bar.
Canjin's long hair floats slightly, revealing the girl's beautiful face, but the coldness between the brows and eyes makes people feel chilly involuntarily.
"What are you looking for me for?"