Sunlight slanted in through the window, and the light spots danced on the yellowed files.
Just now, in this dimly lit archive room, a lively erotic drama was staged.
Lin Hai stretched out his nose and sniffed, and the air seemed to be filled with that lustful smell.
He subconsciously turned his attention to the small wooden table next to the window sill.
There were some light water stains remaining on the edge of the table. Lin Hai reached out and touched it, and it was a little greasy.
Then he put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. Well, it had a salty smell.
When he thought that this was Yang Qianqian's love juice that had just flowed out, Lin Hai couldn't help but feel excited.
There is a trash basket next to the table, filled with toilet paper.
"Grass!"
Lin Hai swallowed hard and said secretly in his heart: "Yang Qianqian, you little slut, one day I will pounce on you too!"
Lin Hai opened the curtains to let in more light.
Then he shook his head to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, and devoted himself to file query.
The archives in Fenghuang Village are quite complete. Perhaps because of its remote location, it has basically not suffered from wars since the Republic of China, so the archives are relatively complete.
After a whole morning of combing and searching, Lin Hai found a potentially useful clue in the dusty files.
According to archives, there is a place called "Lijiatun" more than ten miles west of Fenghuang Village.
There was no such thing as Lijiatun a long time ago.
According to records, during the Republic of China, a group of refugees who fled to Sichuan settled down in Lijiatun and built a village. Later, a family named Li became the owner of that village, which is the current level of village chief.
, that unknown village was changed to "Lijiatun".
Lin Hai remembered that Liu Lan told him that they were refugees fleeing from other places. Moreover, Liu Lan also had a cousin named Li Pingan, which was more consistent with the records in the file.
It seems that Liu Lan's family or descendants are in this Lijiatun, and it should be close to home.
ha!
Lin Haishu raised his eyebrows, and his hard work paid off. He finally helped Liu Lan find some clues.
Lin Hai twisted his waist and walked out of the archives room.
The sun was high in the sky at noon, and the secretary Yang Qianqian had disappeared. I wonder if she had gone to have lunch.
Only Secretary Luo was left sitting in front of his desk, reading the newspaper leisurely.
Lin Hai said hello to Secretary Luo and walked out of the office door.
Unexpectedly, Secretary Luo stopped Lin Hai: "Director Lin, please stay!"
Lin Hai paused and turned around: "Secretary Luo, is there anything else?"
Secretary Luo laughed, stood up, patted Lin Hai on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Director Lin, how long have you been in Fenghuang Village?"
"Probably more than a year!" Lin Hai didn't know what kind of medicine was in Secretary Luo's gourd.
"Hey!" Secretary Luo sighed: "Time flies so fast! Are you used to it here?"
Lin Haidao: "You have to get used to it even if you're not used to it. This is my job!"
"Yeah!" Secretary Luo nodded: "Although you have been in Fenghuang Village for more than a year, I haven't had much communication with you, and I haven't taken the time to care about you college students. I listened to what you said this morning.
Speaking from the bottom of my heart, I really feel a little sorry!"
Lin Hai sneered in his heart: "Fuck! I'm afraid you only care about beautiful college students like Yang Qianqian, right? And you care about her in every possible way, even in bed!"
Lin Hai cursed secretly in his heart, but smiled on the outside: "Secretary Luo's words are serious!"
Secretary Luo waved his hand and said: "Well, you come to my house for dinner tonight. I want to have a good communication with you and have a heart-to-heart talk. What do you think?"
As he spoke, Secretary Luo patted Lin Hai's shoulder heavily, and then looked at Lin Hai thoughtfully.
Lin Hai's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something was a little bad, but he couldn't refuse in terms of face, so he could only pretend to smile and say: "Okay, thank you, Secretary Luo, for your concern!"
Secretary Luo nodded: "At seven o'clock in the evening, I will wait for you at home, but you can't let me go!"
Lin Haidao: "Don't worry, I will definitely go to the appointment on time!"
