Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

The young woman paused without looking back.

Yu Ma stared at her back. "Yunqing Property Management Department? I often go to the property management department to help Mr. Ling with things. Most of the staff are men. How come I have never seen you before?"

"I've been working at the Yunqing branch in North City and was recently transferred to headquarters." The young woman pulled a business card from her work uniform and handed it to her. "This is my card. You can call the property management department to verify."

Yu Ma glanced at the words "Tang Hong, Head of Yunqing Property Maintenance Department" on the business card, and not daring to make any mistakes, she hurried into the house and called the property department to inquire.

After getting confirmation from the property management department, Yu Ma called out to the woman in the yard, "It's confirmed. Please come in and check it out."

After that, she sat on the chair and yawned, "It's getting late, hurry up."

"Okay." The woman nodded, carried the toolbox in and started working.

The woman first carefully checked every room on the first floor. Yu Ma watched her checking the valves and writing notes in a notebook, which made her more and more sleepy.

Just when her eyelids were about to open, the woman walked towards her.

"Hello, we've checked the first floor and there's nothing wrong with it." The woman pointed upstairs. "We need to check upstairs. Is anyone there resting?"

Yu Ma waved her hand and said, "There's no one there. Go by yourself. There's no light on upstairs, so turn it on yourself."

Yu Ma was so sleepy that she could barely open her eyes, but she couldn't help but remind him, "Please hurry up. I really can't stand it any longer at my age. I have to work before daybreak."

"Okay, I'll finish the check as soon as possible." The woman said and went upstairs.

I walked up the stairs to the second floor. The lights upstairs were turned on, and the white light illuminated the hall on the second floor. The entire second floor was silent.

Qiao Ruyi was wearing a wide baseball cap. The white light shone down on her, and the shadow of the brim of the hat fell on her delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Coming to Ling Xiu De's house was the only way she could think of to find evidence.

Zhuang Ce is dead, and his former villa has been sealed off, so naturally he can't enter.

She also checked Qiao He's study and found nothing suspicious.

Now only Ling Xiu De's home remains.

Perhaps there would be some clue in Ling Xiu De's home that the three of them had conspired to commit the crime, even if it was just a tiny clue that connected them.

Carrying the toolbox, she took a quick look at several closed rooms on the second floor, walked quickly to a room, pushed open the door, and saw that the room was mainly romantic pink. It was a girl's room.

This should be Ling Xiu De's daughter's room.

She closed the door and walked out, then quickly walked to another large bedroom. She looked inside and frowned slightly. It was the master bedroom of Ling Xiu De and Tang Ping.

There was not much time left, so she put down the toolbox and quickly went into the master bedroom.

The room is very large, the bedroom is connected to the dressing room, and there are many drawers in the wardrobe.

Looking around the bedroom, she quickly walked to the drawers beside the bed and opened them one by one to search, then opened the wardrobe in the cloakroom.

There were only some of Tang Ping's jewelry in the cloakroom cabinet, and no safe.

She frowned and thought for a moment. Ling Xiu De's safe should be in his study, and his important documents should also be kept in the study.

She hurried out of the bedroom, turned around and walked to the easternmost room.

He adjusted the brim of his hat, then turned the doorknob and entered the house.

As soon as she entered the room, a gust of cold wind hit her in the face, and she shuddered. In the moonlight outside the window, she could vaguely see that the window not far away was not closed, giving the evening breeze an opportunity to sneak in.

She quickly turned on the light, and sure enough, she saw Ling Xiu De's study. The gauze curtains by the window were half-closed and swaying slightly in the wind.

She didn't have time to think too much and quickly walked to the desk to search.

The opened file bag was full of messy old documents, without any useful information.

Bookshelves, bookcases, drawers...

The clock on the wall ticks away, counting down every minute and every second.

She doesn't have much time left to stay.

However, there was nothing in the huge study except some messy old documents.

Qiao Ruyi put the document back to its original place, stood there exhausted, with a frown on his face.

How could there be no relevant things at all? Where else could Ling Xiu De hide the important documents except in his study?

She glanced around the room, and just as she was about to look elsewhere, her fingers touched a softcover book among a pile of waste paper.

The leather felt very good to the touch. She quickly took out the soft leather notebook and saw that it was an electronic notebook with a pure crocodile leather cover. When she opened the leather cover, the notebook lit up and showed that it needed fingerprint unlocking.

What does Ling Xiu De use to record the electronic notebook hidden in the corner of the drawer?

Qiao Ruyi frowned as he flipped the electronic device over and over again at his fingertips.

The only way to open this record book is with a fingerprint.

Her eyes turned, and she suddenly remembered something. She put the notebook on the desk, then quickly opened the toolbox she brought with her, took out a roll of transparent tape from it, and then she took out a conductive pen.

After drawing a pattern on the transparent tape with a conductive pen, she aligned the tape with the fingerprint recognition area of ​​the notebook and placed her finger on it.

Open screen, lock screen, open screen, lock screen...

After repeating this several times, the electronic notebook returns to the locked screen state.

She tore off the tape and pressed her finger on the fingerprint unlocking area.

"drop--"

With a slight sound, the notebook light turned green and the lock screen was unlocked.

Looking at the electronic devices that lit up, Qiao Ruyi felt secretly delighted and quickly opened the notebook.

There were no text, videos, photos or anything like that in her image, just densely packed dates and numbers.

The earliest date is 2015, ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Ling Che was seventeen years old and still in Country Y.

Uncle Ling is not dead yet.

So what do these times and numbers mean?

Does it have anything to do with Zhuang Ce and Qiao He?

Qiao Ruyi didn't have time to think about it one by one, so he quickly took out his mobile phone to take a picture of it.

In the quiet study late at night, even the sound of fingers sliding on the screen is particularly clear.

Not to mention that sound——

"Is the inspection complete?"

The middle-aged woman's voice sounded outside, and Qiao Ruyi's fingers holding the phone trembled in panic.

The footsteps coming up the stairs became clearer and clearer.

Qiao Ruyi's breath was caught in her throat. She quickly slid the electronic device in her hand and hurriedly pressed the camera button on her phone.

"Where is the person?" The middle-aged woman's footsteps were getting closer.

Qiao Ruyi had just put away her phone and was about to put the electronic notebook back to its place when suddenly a dark shadow flashed past the window, and a gust of cold wind blew, lifting the curtains high.

Qiao Ruyi suddenly opened her eyes wide, and the next second, the light in the study went out with a click, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

Her whole body suddenly stiffened, and she felt a dangerous aura sweeping towards her from behind.

Just as she was about to turn around, a hard, unknown object suddenly pressed against her back.

gun? !

Qiao Ruyi subconsciously held her breath, and her back felt numb.