Qiao Zhi stared at the small bottle in surprise.

He had only heard of the existence of this drug in rumors.

It is said that the price is priceless, but there is no price.

But Tang Mengli had a bottle in her hand, and it was placed in the medicine box so casually. To her, it seemed that it was the most common thing.

I have heard that the Tang family pharmaceutical is very powerful.

But holding such a treasure in your hand, but not mass-produced, it is really incomprehensible. The black clothes are like a cheetah with its claws.

Black asphalt roads criss-cross the center of the city.

The screeching siren added some tension to this seemingly peaceful night.

A long cordon was pulled up on the street, and the person in charge of the hotel was docking with the police.

"He is not a cleaner of our hotel, nor is he a customer. Our hotel's security measures have always been strict, and I don't know how he sneaked in, but what I can be sure of is that his death has nothing to do with our hotel. Money relationship, if you don’t believe me, I’m about to provide surveillance video.”

The hotel manager logically explained to the police.

The superintendent in charge of on-site investigation was taking pictures, and suddenly he frowned, and found a suspicious point: "There are two hairs wrapped around the fingers of the deceased, which are very long, not his hair."

This is a major discovery.

A deputy held tweezers, carefully clipped the hair, and put it in the evidence bag.

Song Na likes watching the excitement the most. She squeezed into the crowd and looked at the frightened faces of those people. She couldn't hide the excitement on her face.

The middle-aged woman standing beside her noticed her weird expression, subconsciously stood a little further away, and looked at her strangely with suspicious eyes.

Song Na subconsciously touched her face.

Is it that obvious?

She turned around and went back to the hotel, telling Su Zhenxi what she saw.

Su Zhenxi frowned after listening: "You said, he has hair wrapped around his hands?"

"It's long hair, a woman's."

Song Na thought of something, and said in a bitter tone: "Men these days are always so ignorant, they always like to bully women, and it's normal to die at the hands of women."

She said it with a lot of meaning.

Su Zhenxi turned her head and glanced at her: "Go to rest early! You have to go back to the research institute tomorrow, and you haven't been back for a long time, don't you want to go back and have a look?"

"Yes! But..."

Song Na's face was a little ugly.

She is notorious in the academy.

Even if she goes back, no one welcomes her. The most important thing is that those people will look at her with strange eyes, and it makes her feel uncomfortable to think about it.

"Boss, do you really want me to go back?"

Song Na looked at Su Zhenxi intently, and Su Zhenxi nodded, "Of course, you are a rare talent in this field."

"Then can I make a small request?" Song Na raised a finger and asked tentatively.

Su Zhenxi: "Yes, but I don't necessarily agree."

"..." Song Na stroked her hair, a little hesitant.

What she wanted to say was a little hard to say.

This evening, Su Zhenxi didn't have much patience, she smiled: "Let's do it! You can tell me after you think it over, I still have some work to do."

"..." After being urged like this, Song Na became a little anxious.

If those words are not said now, it will be even more difficult for her to say them later.

She took a deep breath and said to Su Zhenxi: "I want a higher position, and I also want to deal with the matter between me and that old professor."

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