Staring at the photo, Bo Jinghan suddenly felt powerless.
How easy is it to find someone in such a huge crowd?
She is neither a fairy nor a capable person who can do calculations, nor is she a arrogant hacker who can travel through various intelligence systems to steal information.
Of course, even if she could pay for a hacker, it would be useless——
There is indeed an ID card in the public security system, but what happens if the ID card is found?
What she can think of, there's no guarantee that the other party can't think of it!
Besides, it seems that this person doesn't want them to find him...
He sighed silently.
Bo Jinghan rubbed his forehead and put down the photo in his hand.
I have a strange feeling in my heart.
It was as if this person was beside them, like a ghost.
However, what's even stranger is that he doesn't seem to be trying to harm her, but is constantly... stopping her!
"Huh?"
I was shocked by this idea that came out of nowhere.
Bo Jinghan suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the document in his hand again, quickly turned back a few pages, and glanced down.
After a moment, she suddenly laughed and raised the folder in the direction of Bo Junchen.
His green-white fingertips landed on a certain line, and he tapped lightly with his neatly trimmed nails: "Uncle, look at this record. If I didn't copy it from the recording, then I made a mistake.
The pharmacist’s family is hiding something from us!”
"It's impossible to make mistakes in copying. I heard the recording with my own ears."
Bending down, Bo Junchen held the table with one hand and put the other hand on the back of her chair. He read the place where her fingertips hit, scanned it quickly, and gave an answer that she didn't really want to hear:
"I had doubts about this issue, but the pharmacist's family members said the same thing. Even with threats and inducements, they didn't change their words!"
"Then...what's going on with this photo?"
"This photo was obtained from the surveillance camera outside the pharmacist's community."
His eyes fell back to the photo.
Bo Jinghan frowned in confusion. He couldn't figure out what the intentions of this guy who looked at least 80% like him were?
Why did he take what the pharmacist left for her?
Why did he appear in front of her in this way so often?
And why did he stop her from finding the truth several times?
…
A series of questions are tangled in my mind.
Bo Jinghan had a terrible headache and punched himself subconsciously.
"HanHan——"
Bo Junchen grabbed her hand that was clenched into a fist, and the look in her eyes was deep and complicated, as if he was carrying too many emotions, but he didn't dare to reveal them at all.
"open."
The divergent thoughts suddenly stopped, Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced sideways at the tall man in front of him, and uttered two words coldly.
But instead of letting go, Bo Junchen held on tighter.
Coincidentally, what he grabbed was her injured left hand.
And it was so strong that it seemed like he was going to break her wrist bones!
Casting his gaze down, Bo Jinghan raised his face and met his gaze.
——The eyes collide.
Both sides are incompatible with each other and force each other.
Count seconds.
Bao Jinghan suddenly raised the tight corners of his mouth, revealing his familiar smile.
Slowly he narrowed his eyes and moved his lips.
The voice came out softly, it sounded flirtatious, but it was tinged with a hint of sarcasm: "Dear uncle, you haven't drunk yet, are you drunk? See clearly who I am, and don't do anything to make you feel embarrassed.
