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He Jing vowed to investigate the past of Han Zhao and Lin Qiao, but when he really sat in the office and calmed down, he felt a little helpless.

He didn't know private detectives, and he didn't have all kinds of connections in the legends. What he wanted to investigate was an old incident that seemed to have nothing. The only sure clue was a photo.

I searched Lin Qiao's name on the Internet, but there were quite a few entries, but they were all about work.Han Zhao only found results with the same name.The only intersection between the two was the admission list of the university that year, and it could only be seen that they were classmates.

There is a quick way, one of the parties is sitting in the office next to the wall, just rush in and ask him.Looking at the closed door of Lin Qiao's office, He Jing even acted out in his head——

"What's your relationship with my husband? Are you really just a student couple more than ten years ago?"

Lin Qiao: "Yes."

"I don't think you two have the same aura when you meet!"

Lin Qiao narrowed her eyes and snorted coldly, "What do you think?"

Gathering up his courage, He Jing took out the group photo from his pocket and took it on the desk: "This photo! When was it taken? It doesn't look like a student no matter what!"

Lin Qiao glanced at the photo, and said lightly, "Shouldn't you ask Han Zhao about this kind of thing?"

"I..." He Jing was at a loss for words, "I can't help him make up any excuses, and he obviously doesn't want to talk about you. I'm afraid he will get angry if I get to the bottom of it..."

"Oh, so you came here to pinch soft persimmons?" Lin Qiao sneered, "I'm not obliged to answer your questions outside of work, now, take the photo and let me out."

He Jing prepared to leave in desperation.

"Also," Lin Qiao stopped him, "You don't have to come to work tomorrow."

Thinking of this, He Jing raised his head and sighed.

I'm about to be fired by my boss for love!

"Xiao Jing'er!" Emily turned the seat and slid in front of him, followed his gaze and looked up, "Are there flowers on the ceiling?"

As soon as Emily, the resourceful human-shaped gossip barrage machine, made a sound, He Jing suddenly felt that he had a direction.

"Sister Mi, if you want to investigate something, where else would you start besides Du Niang?"

"Check one thing? Do you want to catch rape?"

Wow, what a brain circuit.

"No, no," He Jing quickly shook his head, "A friend of mine wants to find out something that may or may not have happened in the past..."

As He Jing spoke, he was in despair, and when he was depressingly thinking "what the hell am I talking about", Emily nodded to him.

"You want to check the love history that your boyfriend hasn't confessed?"

Wouldn't it be nice not to bring such a straight-to-the-bullseye!

He Jing said with embarrassment: "It's really not..."

Emily has an expression of "I understand, I understand, you don't need to say it".

"If it were me, mobile phone, email, chat records - these can only be seen secretly - after all, you can't anger him for the disappearance, right? There is one place that can be checked first..."

"Where is it?" He Jing approached unconsciously.

Emily snorted for a moment, and actually got off the hook.

"Sister Xiaomi..." He Jing dragged out the ending, "What do you want for lunch?"

"The eight-color cage in the building," Emily made a closing gesture, and readily gave him an idea, "You can, okay, your friend can try Weibo, sometimes Weibo searches Bi Du Niang Much easier to use."

"Weibo? What if that person doesn't play Weibo very much?" He Jing himself doesn't post on Weibo very often, and uses his account mostly for reading news.

"Didn't mention his Weibo, the suspect's Weibo, and keywords related to the matter you want to check must be carefully searched."

"Well...thank you, Miss Mi."

"You're welcome," Emily slid back to her computer, and a sentence came from afar, "I hope you don't find anything."

He Jing gave a dry laugh—he was just a little curious, and he couldn't find anything after thinking about it.

Now that he had the direction, He Jing opened the Weibo app on his phone and looked up the names of Han Zhao and Lin Qiao respectively. After looking for a long time, he only found people with the same name.

He asked about Han Zhao's Weibo before, and Han Zhao said that the account was useless for a long time, and he had forgotten it.As for Lin Qiao, seeing how busy he is every day, he probably has no time to play.

Alas, speaking of it, Weibo probably wasn't online when they were together!

Looking at the computer screen again, the work in hand is not finished yet, and this morning's fishing is enough. He Jing threw the phone on the table, opened the document and began to write the document.

At the beginning of the document, it was not finished until noon.As soon as the meal time came, He Jing and Emily got rid of the crowd and ran to eat the eight-color steamed buns. On the seat by the window, Emily sipped tea while examining He Jing.

"What makes you suspicious? Tell my sister to give you some advice."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

He Jing took a sip of tea and coughed for a long time before he calmed down.

"Miss Mi, it's really my friend's business. He is very suspicious. He always thinks that his boyfriend and ex-girlfriend are entangled, so he asks me for advice."

"Oh...that's it..." Emily's eyes rolled on He Jing's face, which made He Jing dare not look at her, "Actually, based on my experience, if there is suspicion, this matter is almost inseparable. Yes, we can always find something."

"Really?" He Jing picked up the cup again, his heart beating faster inexplicably.

"Xiao Jing'er, since you call me sister, I will do my duty to remind you," Emily suddenly changed the subject, "Your BF is so much older than you, he is handsome and not an otaku, you should be careful. "

At this point, two small cages are on the table.The waiter lifted the lid of the bamboo steamer, and the delicate steamed buns made of vegetable juice were lined up in a circle, quietly steaming.

There are eight kinds of small cages, starting from the original flavor and ending with spicy, and the clerk also pointed out the tasting order for the diners.

He Jing picked shredded ginger and poured vinegar for Emily, and picked up the first Xiaolongbao with chopsticks according to the tasting guide.

"I'm not worried about him," He Jing looked down at the steamed bun between the chopsticks, "I'm so much younger than him, what should I be afraid of?"

"Ha, yes," Emily smiled, "Anyway, you are young and can afford to lose. Children nowadays, I think Lawyer Lin and we are all worrying about you."

"Is Lawyer Lin worried about me?"

"Didn't he tell us not to tell anyone about your coming out in Hangzhou? Forgot?"

"Oh, I haven't forgotten," He Jing said with a dry smile, "I will never forget the poker game that night. Not only did I get out of the closet, but I also heard so many wonderful gossip... I even heard about the boss' one-night stand. .”

Emily also smiled: "Who said it wasn't? This is really amazing. In retrospect, when Mr. Xie said they had a one-night stand at the previous celebration banquet, Lawyer Lin's face was really green—I thought he was angry and thanked him at the time." Mister was joking around, but now I know that he was actually shocked."

The two chatted and laughed, and continued to destroy the Xiaolongbao.

"Did Lawyer Lin have any other boyfriends besides Mr. Xie before getting married?" After deliberating for a while, He Jing asked the question he wanted to ask.

"I've never heard of it." Emily answered casually.

"Even you don't know?" He Jing wondered.

"He has always followed the high-cold route and usually works overtime every day. It would be unlucky for anyone to have a boyfriend like him." To this day, Emily still has lingering fears about Lin Qiao's previous workaholic state. I really doubt that I can't do it anymore."

He Jing obediently offered her some tea to calm her down.

"However, he is also in his early thirties. Xie Rui may not be his first love, right?" Emily took a sip of tea, imagined the possibility of Lin Qiao being a virgin, and giggled herself, "Love must be We talked about it, and it must be the queen—even for someone like Xie Rui, it is said that they sold all listed companies in the United States to chase him."

"Ah?!" He Jing heard this for the first time, and was surprised from ear to ear.

"You don't know? Reliable news, Mr. Xie is the founder of an IT listed company in the United States. He abandoned his career in pursuit of Lawyer Lin, sold all his shares, and came to Shanghai to start a new business."

"So," Emily said to He Jing solemnly, holding up a truffle steamed bun, "our one-night stand has reached such a level, our boss is really overwhelmed!"

Although I heard Lin Qiao's new gossip during lunch, it had nothing to do with what he was investigating.After dinner, He Jing went back to the office and continued to work, and he was so busy that he was about to leave work.

After checking the document for the last time and sending it to Jennifer, He Jing sat on the swivel chair to let go of his mind, picked up a pencil and turned it around.

Clockwise, counterclockwise, clockwise...

With a "click", the pencil fell on the table.He Jing sat up straight, picked up his phone, opened Weibo, and entered the words "Guangyin" and "Hangzhou" in the search bar.

Immediately, a pile of chicken soup and sour essays reminiscing about the time popped up on the screen.

He looked at it for a while, slowly erased the words in the search box, and retyped "Guangyin", "Hotel", and "Manjuelong".

The little chrysanthemum on the screen spun for a while, and the result that popped up now was that the first post was a weibo about Time Inn.

After a quick look, there are quite a lot of information about the inn, most of which are accompanied by photos.He Jing patiently looked carefully one by one, including the layout of the rooms, the furnishings of the coffee shop on the ground floor, and the flowers and plants in the yard. The dates on the first few pages are very close to the date when their whole group went to Hangzhou, and the scenery on the accompanying picture is very similar. deja vu.

The more you turn back, the more seasons change, winter, autumn, summer... As the timeline moves forward, when you turn to last spring, a photo of a cat stretching its waist broke into his sight.

Why is this cat a bit like the one at home?

The text accompanying the photo is very simple, just write "I saw the hotel's cat again".

The comment on the Weibo looks like the blogger's best friend, and it reads, "I went to time to see the boss, what kind of cat to shoot! [Contempt] [Contempt]".

The blogger replied to his best friend: "The boss is not here, I can only shoot cats - don't expose me [shy] [shy]"

He Jing subconsciously clicked into the blogger's Weibo to take a closer look, and found that this is a Hangzhou local girl who usually likes to eat and drink everywhere, and took some fresh photos to post on Weibo.

The photo of the cat was taken last year. He Jing crossed a whole year of eating, drinking and having fun, and it took a long time to turn it forward.Flipping forward, after a few pages, I finally saw a Weibo that mentioned "Time".

"The boss of Guangyin is so handsome, he can't wait to stay here every day. [Nympho][Nympho]""

In the picture below, Han Zhao is sitting in front of the porch of the hotel and smoking.

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