Bo Ye's heart was cold and his whole body began to tremble slowly. Who was it, who was testing their bottom line again and again?

Lin Ci is right. If it were Tang Shi's friends, they would directly attack Bo Ye. Even if they couldn't hurt him, it would definitely affect his daily safe life, rather than making ruthless moves on An Ru!

This mysterious man is not a friend of Tang Shi, so who is he? The incident of that year was not the same as Tang Shi, but An Ru was also involved.

If there was another truth back then, why didn’t he tell him? For what reason?

Bo Ye’s brain was in severe pain, and countless clues were connected together, but they lacked a fatal link, that is, motivation.

What position does this mysterious man have taken and what motives for him to do all this?

Is this a righteous person who claims to be a righteous person? That's why he is neutral and chooses the right person he thinks is unbiased, and slowly makes Bo Ye realize that he has mistakenly harmed Tang Shi in the past. Is there such kind-hearted person in this world?

Bo Ye doesn't believe it.

There must be something behind the mysteries that involves them!

"The IP address is in London."

Lin Ci saw the shocked expression on Bo Ye's face, but before he could speak, the tall and handsome man on the other side of the camera suddenly turned red in his eyes.

He reached out to cover his face and slowly raised his head for a long time. At that glance, the pupils had no way to go. He trembled, "Put this set of IP addresses aside first. Lin Ci, there are so many people in my ears asking me to check the truth about that year. Am I... really doing something wrong?"

Lin Ci didn't say anything, but his vision was very heavy, which made Bo Ye feel breathless.

It seems that the other end of the camera is not Lin Ci, but Tang poetry.

It was the woman who was doing nothing but was able to ruin her life by him.

Bo Ye's pupils dissipated and contracted in an instant. It was obvious that he was trapped in the memories of the past and was quickly pulled back into the cold reality.

Bo Ye shivered hard.

He said, "Lin Ci, if Tang Shi was innocent back then, then I..."

So what should I use to remedy her? Then what else should I return to her?

Lin Ci slowly said to Bo Ye on the other side of the camera, "Sir Bo, some things... Once they are lost, they will never be taken back."

At the beginning, it was not just Lin Ci. Anyone who knew and heard of Tang poetry in the upper stream of Haicheng helped her to work together and connect. However, at that time, Bo Ye chose to ignore it. Now that the truth that was late was spreading in front of him, he regretted it.

Is it useful to regret? If not, just die.

Bo Ye's heart seemed to be torn in half, and blood was pouring on his chest. He suddenly grabbed the clothes on his chest, his eyes red, as if he was about to cry, but he just held back and did not cry.

He just stared at Lin Ci in a daze, as if he was looking at a stranger.

After a long time, Bo Ye felt like a century had passed.

He squeezed out a few words from his teeth. These words alone had exhausted his lifelong courage, "Give me a thorough investigation, investigate the truth of that year."

Tang Shi... Tang Shi... Bo Ye's fingers were trembling, and he could no longer clenched into a fist. He looked at the broken patterns in his palm and felt like he had fallen into an abyss.
Chapter completed!