The fake daughter is crazy about her waistcoat and leads her whole family into a wealthy family

Secretary Song adjusted his glasses and said solemnly: "I received news that in order to investigate Miss Yi's case, Miss An drove from Nancheng to the crime scene this afternoon to conduct an on-site crime simulation."

"It is now 02:30 in the morning, and Miss An is still staying on the hills near the crime scene, examining the events of the car accident from the perspective of the murderer and the drone."

"The video of the car accident we received was about an hour and a half long and ended at nearly [-] a.m., which also means that Ms. An will have to be busy on the mountain until at least [-] a.m."

Luo Yuan's eyes narrowed and his expression became extremely complicated.

After a long while, he whispered: "Miss An... actually achieved this."

"Isn't it?" Secretary Song quickly added fuel to the fire, "Whether Miss An is doing it out of interest, a sense of justice, or selfishness, it will always be good for you if she is so concerned about this matter."

"She can't get any substantial benefits herself."

Luo Yuan lowered his eyes slightly and remained silent for a while.

The long eyelashes covered his beautiful eyeliner, creating a faint shadow, like the mist in an ink painting.

His face, which was equally cold and handsome, also softened.

Secretary Song observed the expression of his young master Luo and secretly praised himself in his heart: "Master Luo, you must remember how good Miss An is to you, and then find a way to be good to her."

Luo Yuan glanced at him, closed the door, walked to the bed, fell down, and closed his eyes.

He, who never slept much but slept well, couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

All he was thinking about was that An Yuan was still on the mountaintop feeding mosquitoes at two or three in the morning because of his affairs. He was slightly confused, a little irritable, and a little happy.

He even wanted to climb to the top of the building now, take a helicopter to the scene, and feed mosquitoes with Anyuan.

Of course, he was just thinking about it and wouldn't actually go.

An Yuan was doing business seriously and he couldn't disturb her.

After thinking about it, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Anyuan in the dark.

"Miss An, are you asleep?"

He didn't expect Anyuan to notice the news soon.

He just wanted to express his concern to her.

However, soon, he received the first reply from Anyuan: I stayed up all night tonight to simulate the incident at the scene of the car accident, and I learned a lot.

Then comes the second reply: I will go down the mountain after dawn, complete the murderer analysis report, and send it to you.

Luo Yuan felt that he was going to be defeated by her: Miss An, thank you, but I have been investigating this case for five years, and I am not in a hurry. Please don't work so hard.

An Yuan's third reply was "satisfied" and "smiling": I'm not working hard.I am full of energy now, and I am young, healthy and full of energy. It will be okay if I stay up all night. You don’t have to worry, just go to bed quickly.

Luo Yuan smiled, and the dim light from the mobile phone screen shone on his face, reflecting a simple, clean, and gentle smile like a child.

It's a pity that no one saw such an unprecedented smile.

He replied: Okay, I'm not worried, I'm going to bed and I'll wait for your report.

Anyuan responded with a series of victorious "scissor hands".

After Luo Yuan carefully savored the conversation between the two of them a few more times, he put down his phone with satisfaction and went to sleep.

When it gets dark.

Secretary Song, who was also resting in the company, walked into the office with ground coffee, cut fruits and fresh sandwiches. He was surprised to see his Mr. Luo already sitting behind the desk, signing documents quickly.

A thick stack of signed documents has accumulated.

If this continues, his Mr. Luo will be able to sign the inventory documents today.

When Luo Yuan heard Secretary Song's footsteps, he didn't even raise his head: "Didn't I say that there was an important meeting to be held? Arrange it immediately."

Secretary Song put breakfast in front of him: "I'll make arrangements now."

There was a financial meeting in the morning.

In the afternoon, there was a personnel meeting, focusing on who would take over the position vacated by the third uncle's resignation.

Among these positions, the position of chairman of the board of supervisors is the most important. Luo Yuan must be in the hands of his own people, and he has already decided on the candidate, and is waiting for this position to be vacant before immediately transferring the person.

While others were arguing, he received a WeChat message on his phone.

When he clicked it and took a look, his whole body softened.

An Yuan sent him a document: This is my analysis report on the murderer. Read it slowly. I need to catch up on my sleep.

He smiled slightly and replied: Well, please have a good rest, Miss An. I will treat you to dinner later.

Someone immediately noticed his expression and murmured to the people around him: "Don't you think Mr. Luo's expression is a little weird, different from usual?"

The person next to him was very experienced: "Looking at his expression, he is probably communicating with a woman."

"No way, Mr. Luo, the iron tree is actually blooming?"

"Why is the iron tree blooming? He is only 22 years old, okay?"

"Ah, Master Luo is only 22 years old? I'm not saying he is old, I just feel that he has been working in the company for a long time and has done many important things..."

Luo Yuan noticed that everyone was observing him, so he sent An Yuan's report to Secretary Song and hurried to end the meeting.

Secretary Song was very surprised when he saw this report of about [-] words.

Miss An is too capable, right?

The report can be summarized into a few key points:

[-]. After field operations and repeated comparisons and studies, she basically determined the model of drone used by the murderer.

This model is a high-end product in China and is relatively expensive. It is a new model of that year. It has strong performance and is suitable for night shooting, but the battery life does not exceed 30 minutes at most.

The video of the car accident was shot in one go without interruption.

Therefore, the murderer probably modified the drone and replaced the battery with a stronger battery.

From this perspective, the murderer is an expert in information engineering and electronic communications.

[-]. She found the most suitable location for the murderer to lurk, and found the white plastic bag suspected to be left by the murderer there.

Inside the plastic bag were an empty Red Bull can, an empty paper coffee cup, two empty imported mineral water bottles, as well as chocolate and bread wrappers, and a cigarette butt was found in the cracks of the rocks.

The butts are the butts of women's cigarettes with a subtle hint of lipstick on them.

The chocolate, bread, and coffee on site are all the flavors that women like to eat, and they are relatively sweet.

Combined with the weight of these drinks and food, she suspected that the murderer who shot the video was a woman, walking up the mountain alone, and should be quite strong or powerful.

[-]. The things left behind by the murderer were packed up quite neatly. She guessed that the murderer had some mysophobia.

[-]. She is trying to detect DNA on drink bottles and cigarette butts. If successful, finding the murderer will be just around the corner.

The report is accompanied by numerous photos.

Secretary Song was shocked. The murderer was probably a woman?

Killing the driver and smashing the truck to pieces, such direct and brutal methods are really not something a woman would do.

In addition, Miss Yi is devoted to her career, and most of the people who have problems with her are men. It is hard to imagine that any woman would hate her to this extent.

In the evening, Luo Yuan walked into the office after finishing the meeting: "How was it?"

Secretary Song handed her the printed report: "Miss An did an excellent job."

"Master Luo, you owe Miss An another favor."

Luo Yuan opened the report with a gentle expression: "Yes, I owe her another favor."

Secretary Song adjusted his glasses and said meaningfully: "I think you can only repay these favors by committing yourself to me."

Luo Yuan paused his hand slightly, raised his eyelids, and glanced at him coldly.

Secretary Song shivered and took a step back calmly, preparing to slip out.

But I heard his young master Luo say in a nonchalant manner: "Pile the rest of the work until tomorrow morning. I'm going to Nancheng tomorrow afternoon."

Secretary Song was excited: "Yes."

What else can his young master Luo do in Nancheng?

Of course I'm going to see Miss An.