"Tong Chi, find out this person's information, as well as his current address and the places he goes to most often!" Leng Tianming threw Han Zixi's photo to Tong Chi and said.
Tong Chi stepped forward and took the photo on the table. Although it was only half a photo, it was not difficult to find. As long as he was somewhat famous on the street, he could find it. Tong Chi closed his eyes and said, "I'll go right away!"
Leng Tianming sat alone in the office, holding his chin with his right hand, frowning, thinking about the ins and outs of the matter. This matter was not as simple as imagined, and Hei Feng's hatred for him was not as simple as he thought.
Simple.
After a while, the door was pushed open, and Tong Chi walked in. He handed a stack of information to Leng Tianming, his expression less careless than before, "Boss, we found it!"
Leng Tianming recovered his thoughts, sat up and stood up, looking at the information in Tong Chi's hand.
"This man's nickname is Huo Yan, a Korean. He started following Black Wind five years ago. According to the data, from the day the young lady disappeared, he rarely appeared, thus entering this place frequently!
"With that said, Tong Chi handed the information to Leng Tianming.
Leng Tianming's eyes tightened, he took the information in Tong Chi's hand and looked through it.
"How far is this place?" Leng Tianming asked with a frown.
"In the Southern District, it's about an hour away!" Tong Chi said seriously.
"Then why can't the electronic signal be traced!?" Leng Tianming asked with a frown.
Tong Chi is also very depressed about this problem, "I think they may have installed a signal infector, so we can't trace it!"
Leng Tianming also felt that this was a possibility. His dark eyes became calm and restrained, full of wisdom, and his sexy thin lips raised, "Tong Chi, mobilize people to attack Hei Feng!"
"Uh, boss, aren't we going to rescue the lady!?" Tong Chi asked depressedly.
Leng Tianming turned around and stared at him, a sneer passing over his lips, "Do you think he will do nothing and wait for us to save people!?"
Tong Chi was startled, then smiled, "I understand!"
Leng Yalin was lying on the bed, her face so pale that there was no trace of blood. The messy sheets had been replaced with new ones, and Leng Yalin's body had also been cleaned and put on new pajamas.
As soon as Han Zixi came back, the nanny came to greet her. The nanny was a woman about forty years old, with a round and thick figure, and always had an amiable smile on her face.
"Master, are you back!?" The nanny walked up and said respectfully.
"How is she!?" Han Zixi said as she unbuttoned her coat.
"Miss Leng, she still refuses to eat..." the nanny shook her head and said with regret.
Han Zixi's eyebrows froze. Is she going on a hunger strike to protest?
Looking back, "Sister-in-law Li, bring me a bowl of porridge to the room!"
"yes!"
Han Zixi walked upstairs with her slender legs as she spoke. When she opened the door, she saw Leng Yalin lying on the bed. Her once arrogant and cute little face like a CD doll had no trace of blood. Her pale face was almost transparent, like
It is a person made up of a white cloud, which will disappear with just a slight touch.
Something in Han Zixi's heart suddenly collapsed. When they first met, her contemptuous eyes and arrogant little face were still vivid in front of him. In fact, she left a deep impression on him at that time, but in just a short time
In a few days, she became the sister of his father-killing enemy...
He deceived her. In fact, he didn't know who she was the first time they met. He only checked her information when they met for the second time... But he didn't expect...
God sometimes likes to play tricks on people.
He opened the door, put away the pity in his eyes, and walked in. Leng Yalin's eyelashes trembled, and she knew that he was back.
"Why don't you eat!?" Han Zixi asked coldly.
What answered him was a quieter voice in the room. Leng Yalin still closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
At this time, Sister-in-law Li brought a bowl of porridge, placed it on the table and then left gently.
Han Zixi's tall figure walked over, picked up the bowl of porridge from the table with his slender hands, closed his eyes, a hint of playfulness passed through the corner of his mouth, and said in a magnetic voice, "Are you on a hunger strike? Or do you want to attract my attention? Or are you gambling?
, see if I feel distressed and have fallen in love with you!?"
The person on the bed had his eyelashes trembling a few times.
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