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Chapter 1892 Who is the boss behind the scenes?

"I won't tell you."

Qi Ling looked at Yan Zhan who was condescending.

Who knew that the prison of the Alien Administration Bureau could not even make people stand up straight.

He sat inside, which was intentional and a form of pressure.

"Oh." Yan Zhan left as if he didn't want to get a definite answer from him.

But in fact, is there really no answer?

No, it already exists!

At least, he knew that that person also had blood heritage.

There are only so many hidden families, and if you look them up, you will always find them.

As long as you find out who it is, it will be much easier to deal with it.

When Qi Ling saw Yan Zhan walking out casually, his eyes became even more gloomy.

Yan Zhan wanted to know who his adoptive father was, but he actually wanted to know too.

Does the adoptive father want to overturn the world?

He has transformed so many alienated people, what exactly does he want to do?

Control China, and even control the world, and turn this world into a world of alienated people?

Perhaps the adoptive father really had this idea.

He knew from a young age that his adoptive father was no ordinary person. Once, in his eyes, his adoptive father was a god-like existence.

Yan Zhan went out and told Fatty Sun: "Go and get the information about the hidden family over the years."

Fatty Sun was stunned: "Okay, boss, do you really suspect that there is someone from the Hidden World family behind organization x?"

Which family is so full that they want to subvert the world?

"Um."

Yan Zhan wanted to see the information, so Fatty Sun naturally went to get it quickly.

However, the Foreign Affairs Bureau moved to City C only after Yan Zhan took over, so the information here is not comprehensive.

Many things were not original records, but copied. He spent a day reading all the information, but could not find any clues.

"All the information is here?"

Yan Zhan glanced at the sky outside and saw that it was completely dark.

He stood up and rubbed his eye point.

Fatty Sun came in to deliver tea.

Yan Zhan's body has not completely recovered and he is not suitable for drinking coffee. If he wants to feel refreshed, he can only drink tea.

"It's here. If you want a more comprehensive investigation, you can only go to the Imperial Capital."

Fatty Sun hesitated.

The information from the Imperial Capital Alien Management Bureau is sealed and cannot be taken out easily.

So, if you want to see it, you can only go back.

"Then pick a time and go to the Imperial Capital."

"But, boss, your current physical condition is not suitable for traveling long distances."

Although he had Xun Chuyi's Peiben Gu Yuan Dan, his body was indeed slowly repairing.

But this kind of repair is not enough, and it will take time.

Because Yan Zhan was seriously injured after falling from a high building.

Yan Zhan didn't say anything. He picked up his coat and walked outside.

While walking, I called Manshu.

It's already ten o'clock at night.

Manshu saw Yan Zhan's phone call and answered it immediately.

"Third uncle?"

Manshu didn't expect Yan Zhan to call at this time.

She had just taken a shower and dried her hair, and was lying on the bed reading a book.

When it comes to reading a book, it means flipping through the catalog.

Manshu has an almost photographic memory, which allows her to connect all the knowledge points directly from the table of contents after reading the book once.

Very few students have this kind of ability.

Yan Zhan asked on the phone: "Is the exam over?"

"It ends tomorrow."

Manshu lazily threw the book aside, lay on the bed, and focused on talking on the phone with Yan Zhan.

"Do you want to go to the Imperial Capital?"

Of course, if Yan Zhan wants to go to the imperial capital, he must find a suitable reason.

He didn't want anyone to associate his whereabouts with the identity of the boss behind the investigation organization.

It just so happened that she could take Manshu to the Imperial Capital, after all, her maternal family was there.


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