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Probably this question was beyond Chen Qiuhua's expectation again, her slightly cloudy eyes slowly moved from Ji Lin's face, staring at Wen Dong.

For a moment, Wen Dong vaguely sensed a hint of aggressive vigilance in Chen Qiuhua's eyes, which was very inconsistent with the low-browed and obedient expression of her whole body.

But it was only for an instant, and before Wen Dong could make any further distinctions, Chen Qiuhua lowered her eyes, clasped her hands together and stroked them lightly, and said softly: "Okay, of course, officer...why do you ask such a question? "

From the corner of Wen Dong's eyes, he felt that Ji Lin turned his head and looked at him. If he didn't feel wrong, Ji Lin's eyes were probably full of interest, as if he was waiting for his answer.

Wen Dong didn't turn his head to look at Ji Lin, nor did he explain to Chen Qiuhua that he was not a policeman, but he thought about his words and replied, "Because... because I think you didn't seem very happy when you mentioned your daughter."

Probably because she didn't expect to get such an answer, Chen Qiuhua's face was stunned for a moment. After a while, she stopped rubbing her hands, raised one hand to stroke the hair on her temples, nodded and shook her head , said slowly: "I'm unhappy, but it's not because of a bad relationship, but because she's not in Yashen, we haven't seen each other for a long time, I miss her very much, miss her so much..."

At the end, Chen Qiuhua's ending was choked with sobs.

The bitter taste lingering on the tip of Wen Dong's nose became more intense and almost peaked, and there was another faint sweet and bitter taste—sweet pain, called Missing.

Wen Dong pursed his lips, and heard Ji Yan ask warmly, "If she's not in Yashen, where is she?"

Chen Qiuhua wiped the corner of her eyes with her hand, and announced the name of a place.

Wen Dong has never been to this place, but he has heard of it—just heard about it, it is Chen Qiuhua's hometown, not too far from Yashen.

"I... I have been divorced for a long time and have been alone. I work as a nanny, and I have too little rest time." Chen Qiuhua said a few more words, very disappointed, "I really don't have much time to take care of her, so let her study in her hometown. Anyway, relatives at home can take care of me."

The situation Chen Qiuhua said is indeed very common among migrant workers. Ji Lin nodded and asked along the way: "May I ask Ms. Chen, how old is your daughter this year?"

"16..." Chen Qiuhua answered subconsciously. After she finished answering, she suddenly shook her head and corrected, "No, this year...it's time to be 17 this year."

Probably since the Gao Xiaowen incident, Wen Dong has been particularly sensitive to the age of "16", so the moment he heard it, his eyebrows frowned unconsciously.

But he couldn't find anything unreasonable in Chen Qiuhua's answer for a while.

All the questions I wanted to ask were finished for the time being, and Ji Lin stopped politely. Before Chen Qiuhua stood up and left, Ji Lin suddenly stopped her and asked casually: "Ms. Chen, can you show me your daughter's photo ?"

Chen Qiuhua paused, she looked up at Ji Lin, and in an instant, Wen Dong felt the same over-vigilance as before from the look in her eyes looking at Ji Lin.

But it was fleeting, and in the next second, Chen Qiuhua nodded, then took out her phone from her pocket, unlocked it, and opened the photo album. The first photo was a photo of a girl. Chen Qiuhua clicked on the big picture and handed it to Ji Lin.

Probably because he was keenly aware that the woman didn't want to give him the phone, Ji Lin didn't reach out, but just looked down in this posture.

On the screen is a half-length photo of a girl. The background looks like a coffee shop. The girl is wearing a simple white long-sleeved shirt with a small daisy embroidery on the collar, making the girl delicate and clean, not very pretty. But don't have a youthful beauty.

Ji Lin stared at the girl in the photo for two seconds, and politely praised: "It looks very similar to Ms. Chen."

Probably because she didn't hear any comments on the girl's appearance from Ji Lin's mouth, Chen Qiuhua's expression relaxed a little, and even showed her first smile since entering the city bureau, although it was extremely shallow.

After a while, she put the phone back, said "I think so" with Ji Lin, opened the door and walked out of the inquiry room.

Ruan Tian rushed to take her downstairs, and watched the two of them disappear in the elevator, Ji Lin finally looked away, and turned to look down at Wen Dong.

"My little painter," Ji Lin's thin lips moved slightly after a while, seemingly unintentionally but meaningfully said, "Your sensitivity to other people's emotions really amazes me from time to time."

Wen Dong raised his eyes and stared at Ji Lin for two seconds, then sniffed the strong scent of vegetation at the tip of his nose. After a while, he didn't deny it, but said calmly: "There are exceptions, such as Mr. Ji."

I can easily perceive everyone's emotions, but I'm not interested; I'm only interested in your emotions, but I can't perceive them.

Naturally, Wen Dong didn't say the latter words, he just closed his eyes slightly, and suppressed the inexplicable astringency that was suddenly churning on the tip of his tongue.

Probably because he didn't expect Wen Dong to say this, Ji Lin raised his brows slightly, it was extremely rare that he didn't answer immediately.

And Tang Chu didn't give him another chance to answer the conversation. Tang Chu strode over and asked anxiously: "Mr. Ji, Mr. Xiaowen, how are you doing? Did you find anything?"

Wen Dong didn't answer immediately, but turned his head to look at Ji Lin.

But Ji Lin threw back the "right to speak" as if on purpose, and asked leisurely, "What do you think, Mr. Xiaowen?"

Wen Dong glanced at Ji Lin, and had no choice but to think about it: "I don't feel any suspicion at the moment, but I feel that she may be hiding something, and the direction of the concealment may be related to her daughter."

"I think so too," Ji Lin finally answered, and said slowly, "I just saw a photo of her daughter, judging from the age of the girl in the photo, it should have been taken in the past two years, but the girl is wearing a Long-sleeved shirt, and a coat on the back of the chair behind him, it should be a photo taken in spring and autumn, the location of the photo should be a coffee shop, and the decoration is not bad."

After realizing something, Wen Dong raised his eyebrows.

According to what Chen Qiuhua said, her daughter is studying in her hometown, and her hometown is obviously a remote rural area. It is unlikely that there is such a coffee shop that Ji Lin commented as "good decoration", so this photo should be in Yashen It was taken, it is possible for the girl to come to find her mother during the winter and summer vacations, but she is wearing spring and autumn clothes...

Very contradictory.

Tang Chu didn't know what happened before, so he was confused and said inexplicably: "So? What's wrong with this photo?"

But Ji Lin didn't intend to explain in detail, but said briefly: "Focus on checking the background information of Chen Qiuhua's daughter."

Tang Chuying came down and saw Ji Lin turned around to go to the elevator, so he hurriedly asked him, "Hey, Mr. Ji, where are you going?"

Ji Lin shook his fingers, and answered briefly, "Go find out."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned sideways and asked Wen Dong: "Mr. Xiaowen, Qinghai Biological Technology Co., Ltd., are you going?"

Keenly noticed the word "biotechnology", Wen Dong's pupils shrank, and he asked calmly, "Why did you go here? Did you find anything?"

Ji Lin briefly recounted to Wen Dong the part about Zhao Zhou adding strange medicine to Fu Yan's hangover soup, and finally asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Xiaowen, have you heard of it?" The drug?"

The vast majority of ordinary people, hearing such a drug that can make people mentally handicapped by adding it to food, will definitely think it is pure nonsense like Tang Chu did at the beginning, and someone will probably have to sneer at it .

But Wen Dong didn't, he wasn't surprised, didn't think it was nonsense, and didn't even want to ridicule him.

To be precise, the expression on Wen Dong's face did not change, it was so calm that it was almost weird.

After a brief silence, Wen Dong's fingers moved slightly, and slowly lifted as if involuntarily, as if approaching the collarbone.

However, just as his fingers were about to touch the round nail at the collarbone that was hidden under the thin silk cloth, Wen Dong suddenly stopped moving.

After a while, he put down his hand and shook his head, his thin lips slightly parted and said four words: "I haven't heard of it."

After leaving these four words, Wen Dong didn't look at Ji Lin again, he greeted Tang Chu, and went straight to the elevator, completely ignoring the probing gaze behind him.

The two of them entered the elevator room one after the other, and there was an abnormal silence in the small space, and Wen Dong could clearly hear the sound of the elevator running.

The tip of the nose is still filled with the grassy smell that belongs to Ji Lin alone, without any change.

It was obviously an extremely gentle and clean smell that made people feel calm and peaceful, but Wen Dong couldn't help but frowned, and a strong irritability rose from the bottom of his heart inexplicably.

At this moment, the inability to perceive and control Ji Lin's emotions is no longer fresh and fun for Wen Dong, but has become torture.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator reached the first floor.

Ji Lin still didn't speak, but still a gentleman stretched out his hand to block the side of the elevator door, letting Wen Dong go out first.

Wen Dong was not polite to him, and walked out.

Walking to the familiar black Cayenne in the parking lot, Ji Lin unlocked and opened the passenger door, asked Wen Dong to sit in first, then walked to the driver's seat, and sat in himself.

Not in a hurry to start the car, Ji Lin turned his head and finally spoke, his tone was still relaxed as if joking, but what he said had a completely different meaning: "My little painter, you seem to have a lot of secrets."

Wen Dong didn't deny it, but asked instead: "Isn't Mr. Ji the same?"

The previous irritability has not yet dissipated, and Wen Dong's tone unconsciously brought out a rare rush.

Ji Yan didn't seem to notice it, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, with a completely innocent look, "Do I have it? I haven't said it all, in front of my little painter, I have always been honest."

Wen Dong snorted lightly, without being taken in by him at all, and said bluntly: "You're changing concepts secretly, what you're honest about is just desire, not a secret."

As if he was not surprised by Wen Dong's keenness, Ji Lin's eyes twitched, and the sense of joy grew stronger. After a moment of silence, he sighed softly as if admitting defeat: "My little painter, you are really hard to deal with."

After the words fell, Ji Lin finally started the car without continuing to entangle with the topic of "secret".

After setting the destination in the navigation, the black Cayenne drove out of the city bureau parking lot and onto the road.

Wen Dong didn't reply anymore, Ji Lin seemed to be concentrating on driving, the car became quiet again, and the mechanical female voice of the navigation became the only vitality.

Most of Yashen's biotechnology companies are located in the emerging science and technology park, which deviates from the city center and is close to the suburbs. The farther you drive, the wider the road and the sparser the traffic.

"Please drive in the two right lanes and turn right at the intersection 50 meters ahead..."

Wen Dong propped his head up all the time and looked out the window, watching the phantom shadows of the street trees passing by, but when he heard this ordinary navigation words, his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

He suddenly withdrew his gaze and looked sideways at Ji Lin.

Ji Lin still looked forward, with a sharp and sharp jawline.

"Ji Lin..."

Wen Dong subconsciously called out.

Ji Lin responded with a "hmm" and the tail sound raised. At the same time, he held the steering wheel and turned a corner. The black Cayenne turned right smoothly and drove into a fork.

Wen Dong just called Ji Lin's name subconsciously, but he didn't think about what to say, but before he could think about it, the accident happened suddenly!

Suddenly, a big car drove straight ahead, and it was about to collide with the black Cayenne, but it didn't mean to slow down at all!

At this moment, Wen Dong had a clear insight into the intention of the opposite cart - it was going to hit it!

In an instant, Wen Dong's brain seemed to go blank, and his gaze was firmly fixed on Ji Lin's slender fingers holding the steering wheel tightly.

At this moment when his life was hanging by a thread, Wen Dong felt that he must be crazy, but he could still notice that Ji Lin's fingers turned white due to too much force, like fine porcelain.

Those porcelain-like hands were slamming the steering wheel at a completely unnatural speed, and at the same time, the front of the car was rapidly shifting to the right isolation strip.

Wen Dong realized Ji Lin's intention in an instant——

Normal people will instinctively brake when they see an oncoming car, but Ji Lin, a lunatic, is different. He did the opposite, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, wanting to take a gamble to force the other party back!

But at the same time, he didn't forget that Wen Dong was sitting in the car, and he didn't go straight into it, but turned the front of the car to the right as much as possible, trying to avoid collision with Wen Dong's position.

"Wen Dong," the two cars were approaching each other at a high speed, and they were about to collide completely. At the very moment, Wen Dong suddenly heard Ji Lin call his name, and his voice was still extremely stable. It was even more morbid to the extreme, "I really should have eaten you from the tips of my ears yesterday."

Wen Dong's thin lips parted slightly, but no sound came out——

boom--

The black Cayenne hit the side of the big car with its head on a slant!

All of Ji Lin's voices were lost in the loud noise.

The author says:

coming!Finally wrote this!

You two are really crazy, you are dying, Dongdong is still lamenting that Xiao Ji's fingers are beautiful, Xiao Ji is still thinking about eating Dongdong...