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Yan Wanwan stood up worriedly and walked towards Ning Xuan, asking, "Why are you so careless? Are you not injured?"

Ning Xuan waved her hand and said in a dazed voice, "I'll go clean it up."

As soon as she lifted her foot, she felt a sharp pain in her left calf. Ning Xuan looked down and saw a big gash near her ankle, which was bleeding out.

Yan Wanwan followed her gaze, said "Yeah", and lay on the railing on the second floor to greet Jing Xing who was on the sofa downstairs, "Xuanxuan is injured, can you help me get the medicine box?"

After speaking, he supported Ning Xuan's arm, and helped her out from the pile of debris with difficulty. There were still a few flowers that Xiaoqiu just changed on the ground, and clear water flowed all over the ground.

Xiaoqiu had already showered and changed her clothes earlier, when she saw this, she hurried forward to give her a hand, and said, "I'll clean up right away, Miss Guanwan, go and take care of Miss Xuanxuan."

Yan Wanwan was not polite to her, she helped Ning Xuan into the room, nodded to Xiaoqiu and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Jing Xing came up with the medicine box, Yan Wanwan was in trouble at this time, she didn't have experience in dealing with this kind of wound, otherwise just wipe it and wrap it up for Xuanxuan, right?

Jing Xing on the side had already opened the medicine box neatly, took out the gauze and iodophor from it, saw Yan Wanwan's blank expression, and couldn't help laughing: "Shall I teach you?"

"Okay!" Yan Wanwan stepped forward and squatted beside the bed, learning seriously, while Jing Xing taught her how to disinfect and bandage.

"What if there are fragments embedded in Xuanxuan's wound?" Yan Wanwan asked, looking carefully at Ning Xuan's wound.

"Take this out. If it doesn't work, go to the hospital. If you don't clean it up, it will become inflamed and suppurated." Jing Xing took out a small tweezers from the medicine box, and pointed to the cotton balls and alcohol, "Be sure to disinfect before use. "

Yan Wanwan nodded repeatedly, but Ning Xuan who was sitting on the bed felt a little uncomfortable.

Although Jing Xing's movements were very gentle, and he was careful when treating her wounds, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that he and Yan Wanwan were really a good match.

Ning Xuan closed her eyes, and quietly let Jing Xing treat her wound.

Jing Xing is very gentle, but this gentleness is not for her.

Ning Xuan could only think of something messy in her mind to get through these few minutes, thinking about it, she suddenly remembered that the record was blank for a few days when she checked the monitoring in the Guanwan studio.

If someone wanted to sneak into Guanwan's office to take pictures of design drafts, they would definitely search for them, leaving fingerprints is also expected, but I don't know if this person will take good measures.

"Okay." Jing Xing stood up, and Yan Wanwan also stood up to pack her things.

Ning Xuan's thoughts were interrupted, she moved tentatively, walked a few steps back and forth in the bedroom, found that her activities were not affected, and thanked Jing Xing: "Thank you."

"I just thought of a clue." She turned her head and asked Yan Wanwan again, "Do you lock the door when you are not in the office?"

"No." Yan Wanwan was confused, a little confused, "What did you think of?"

"Fingerprint!" Ning Xuan stretched out her finger solemnly, "Although it is troublesome to check, we can try."

Yan Wanwan was a little perplexed. She held her chin and thought for a long time before hesitating, "But how do we search for such a large area? Fingerprints can't be seen with the naked eye, so how do we extract them?"

Asked by her best friend, Ning Xuan stood on the spot in a daze, yes, she always watched TV dramas with something sprayed on and then illuminated with lights, but where are they going to get these things?
"Otherwise, should I ask my father? Maybe he knows someone who is doing this." After speaking, Ning Xuan was about to call Father Ning, but Jing Xing stopped her.

"It's okay, I have a solution, but I don't know if I can find any useful clues."

Ning Xuan shrugged helplessly and said, "We have to try. As long as that person is careful and wears gloves, our work will be wasted, but let's try to find it."

Jing Xing went to make contact over there, Ning Xuan changed her clothes and planned to go downstairs to wait for him, Yan Wanwan saw this and said concernedly: "You were injured just now, why don't you go with us?"

"I'm fine." Ning Xuan raised her left foot and shook it, then walked a few steps in front of her best friend to prove that she was really fine, "It doesn't affect the activities, the wound is on the top, and it didn't hurt the foot."

"Besides, didn't we go there by car? I'll sit at the front desk of the studio and wait for you, otherwise I'd be so boring waiting at home." Ning Xuan pestered Yan Wanwan softly.

The worry on Yan Wanwan's face has not diminished in the slightest, pointing to the room next door and said to Ning Xuan: "Today, those people blocked the door, I asked Fu Bao for leave and didn't go to the kindergarten, otherwise you would take Fu Bao at home play?"

Ning Xuan pouted, but had no choice but to agree to her.

After a while, Jing Xing came back and asked, "Wanwan, do you have the key? Let's go to the studio and wait for them."

"There should be." Yan Wanwan rummaged in the bag, found the key in the mezzanine, followed Jing Xing out, and told Ning Xuan worriedly before leaving, "Don't run around, we'll be back soon .”

Ning Xuan couldn't laugh or cry, she was no longer a child, why did she feel that Wan Wan was more worried about her than Fu Bao?
Back in the empty studio, Yan Wanwan turned on the light in the hall, feeling full of emotion.

Jing Xing's two friends carried some equipment on their backs, and raised their chins at Yan Wanwan, "Boss, where are you looking?"

Yan Wanwan was about to take them into her office, when Jing Xing's friend handed over a pair of shoe covers and motioned her to put them on.

Putting on the shoe covers, Yan Wanwan pointed to her manuscripts and folders, and said blankly: "It should be these, the whole office is too big, employees will come in occasionally, but they rarely touch things in my office."

One of them made an OK gesture and asked again: "We will extract all suspect fingerprints in a while, do you have fingerprints for comparison?"

"Ah?" Yan Wanwan was stunned, thinking hard for a long time, "I'll check to see if it's in the contract."

As he said that, he was about to step forward and take the folder containing the contract.

"Hey!" The man stopped her and handed over a pair of gloves. Yan Wanwan took them over, dumbfounded, and opened the folder to find the contracts signed by each member.

"Boss, go look outside and wait, let's check." The two invited Yan Wanwan and Jing Xing out of the office and closed the door.

Through the glass window, they can be seen to turn off the lights, only the flashlight in their hands emits a strong light.

Yan Wanwan rummaged for a long time, and took pictures of the fingerprints of each contract with her mobile phone, feeling mixed feelings.

The scene where they got along with each other is still vivid in her mind, and she was heartbroken by the slander and plagiarism this time without the crisis of trust in the studio.

Is money really more important than the bottom line?She asked herself that she had never treated anyone badly. She built this studio with all her heart and soul, and the members of the studio were recruited slowly.

Why is this.

Seeing that she was depressed again, Jing Xing patted the back of her hand through the gloves, and comforted him: "It's okay, Ning Xuan and I will always be with you no matter what."

Yan Wanwan forced a smile, and slowly closed the folder in her hand.

She can't lose trust in everyone because of this sudden incident, and she can't lose her heart no matter what.

After waiting for an hour or two, the door of Yan Wanwan's studio finally opened.

Jing Xing immediately got up and stepped forward, asking, "Have you gained anything?"

One of them held one of Ling Xing's manuscripts and handed it over to Jing Xing for a look, using another small flashlight to shine on the edge of the manuscript.

"There are many places with the same fingerprint, and there are half different fingerprints on this manuscript." The man took out his phone again, opened the photo album and flipped through the photos he just took, "There are three sets of different fingerprints on the water glass, at least six file folders There are different fingerprints on it."

"You can compare them. As for the floor, there are too many shoe prints, and there is no useful information."

Jing Xing took Ling Xing's manuscript with his gloves on, took out his mobile phone and took a picture of half of the fingerprints on it, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work, please send me the photo you just took."

After the handover, one of the two sat on the reception sofa in the studio, and the one who had been talking just now stepped forward and asked Yan Wanwan, "Boss, show me the fingerprints for comparison, and I'll take a look for you." .”

Yan Wanwan clicked on the photo album and handed the mobile phone to the other party. The other party took the mobile phone and sat on the reception sofa, and compared them one by one with the fingerprints collected just now.

Another person was in charge of taking pictures group by group, and it didn't take long for the comparison to be completed.

They sent the comparison results to Jing Xing, and greeted: "Then let's go first."

"Okay, pay attention to safety on the road." Jing Xing sent them to the elevator, and turned around to look for Yan Wanwan.

The two took the fingerprints they had just collected and compared them one by one against the identity information on the contract.

Yan Wanwan's eyes finally fell on Yang Huan's identity information.

Half of the fingerprint on Lingxing's manuscript belongs to Xiao Huan.

Unable to tell what it was like, Yan Wanwan could only feel her body getting chills.

She found Xiaohuan's dialogue box. The last time she chatted, Xiaohuan asked when she could come for an interview. Yan Wanwan couldn't help thinking, did she not care enough about the employees?
After thinking for a long time, Yan Wanwan shook her head and sent a message: Are you free?
But the other party didn't respond. Finally, Jing Xing sent Yan Wanwan back home. After Ning Xuan opened the door, she couldn't wait to ask: "How is it? Did you get anything?"

Seeing Yan Wanwan's devastated expression, Ning Xuan guessed a little bit, stepped aside to give her a seat and hugged Yan Wanwan's shoulders, and the two best friends sat on the sofa.

Ning Xuan silently asked Jing Xing who came over with her eyes, and Jing Xing also cooperatively turned on his mobile phone, called up the photos and handed them to her.

Yang Huan?

Ning Xuan frowned as she looked at the identity information on the screen. She didn't have much impression of this girl, unlike Qiqi and Xiaosnail.

"Have you contacted Yang Huan?" Ning Xuan lowered her head and approached Yan Wanwan's face, and asked in a low voice.

Yan Wanwan nodded slowly, and replied in a hoarse voice: "She didn't reply to me."

Ning Xuan touched Yan Wanwan's cell phone with a sullen face, then picked up Yan Wanwan's finger to unlock it, saw the message list, and made a WeChat call.