Imperial capital.

Detective Agency.

The detectives, who were supposed to be doing their jobs or busy, were now sitting around and having heated discussions.

"Isn't this an unsolved case from three years ago?

Some time ago, the murderer came out again, and he also committed two cases in Haicheng. ”

"Murong, what's the matter, he hasn't taken the case for a long time. ”

"No kidding, this kind of unsolved case, except for the gold-lettered signboard we have, who dares to take it?" After the man who spoke, he glanced upstairs in fear and lowered his voice, "Moreover, I heard that Detective Murong seems to have come to find the boss." ”

As soon as these words came out, they boiled instantly.

"Damn, have you seen the deity, what does it look like?"

"Is it handsome?"

"Damn, I want to see my male god too!"

Second floor.

Luan Yiming didn't hear movement for a long time, and looked up at the soft sofa facing the floor-to-ceiling window, from his angle, he could only see a light-lit gleaming wrist hanging down on the armrest, a right hand with distinct bones, and slender legs overlapping on the table.

Helplessly, he finally asked, "This case has been increased to fifty times, and you still don't take it?"

“......”

Unexpectedly no response.

Luan Yiming raised his hand to close the pen, picked up the materials that were set aside, and got up.

The fabric that had been pressed for a long time was still wrinkled, and even when I walked past the corner of the table where the light was most abundant, it was faintly shiny.

"I know you don't care about money, but this case is really interesting, the people who handled the case back then have been investigating for a long time, but they haven't found the slightest useful thing, are you really not interested?" Luan Yiming looked gentle, and his speech was soft and soft, and the listener was sleepy.

If he doesn't shade out the sun, of course.

"Go away. ”

The person nested in the sofa frowned unhappily, his cold voice was dyed with sleepiness, and most of his momentum was gone, but it still made people unconsciously obey.

Luan Yiming moved his body helplessly, "Master Ming, you haven't slept in eight hundred years?"

Ignored.

Luan Yiming sighed for the third time, in order not to block the light of Ming Ye, he had to hold the information and go around the soft sofa.

As soon as he sat down on the long couch facing his desk, there was a crisp knock on the door.

Luan Yiming subconsciously glanced at the man on the sofa, and didn't hear any objections, so he raised his voice slightly, "Come in." ”

"Hello Mingye, boss, just now Pingcheng sent another piece of information. ”

Le Ding, an A|-level detective in the firm, has been with Luan Yiming for five years, has handled large and small cases, and is one of the few people in the firm who has seen "Detective Murong".

Luan Yiming saw him holding the computer, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he said in surprise: "Isn't the situation of the Xu family already clear?"

Although Ming Ye may not take over this case, he still can't help but send someone to check it a little.

Now that the information is complete, it stands to reason that there should be no new information before the approval of the Ming Ye.

Le Ding smiled, "Boss, the Xu family has gone to an uninvited guest. ”

Luan Yiming: "Who?"

Le Ding squatted down and put the computer on the desktop, pressed the video he had just sent, and said, "Xu Jing's daughter has appeared." ”

At that time, when he investigated the Xu family, he couldn't find any information about this girl alone, but he didn't expect to appear directly in the Xu family today.

Luan Yiming's full attention was attracted by the video, and he didn't notice the ancestor who had been nesting on the sofa, and slowly opened his eyes.

Facing the direct sunlight, his brow frowned slightly.

"Draw the curtains. ”

"Okay. ”

Leding's brain didn't have time to react, but his mouth and body had already responded tacitly.

...... This is the sequelae of being enslaved by Ming Ye for a long time.

Under the darkness of the room, Le Ding stood in front of the curtain, did not dare to look directly at the man on the sofa, and asked respectfully, "Master Ming, you take this case?"

Geniuses may always be different from ordinary people, and detectives don't like light very much when they think about cases, saying that it affects thinking.

After removing the light that exposed people to the point that even their facial features were almost blurred, the man on the sofa responded lazily, and his lazy and noble voice gave people the illusion that the other party was very good to get along with.

Of course, it can only be an illusion.

Who in the imperial capital doesn't know that the current ruler of the aristocratic Ming family is a ruthless master who must be investigated.

Therefore, if anyone wants to mess around at the top, they will definitely be warned like this, preferring to mess with the four clans than the Ming family.

Luan Yiming blinked, thinking that he had misheard, "Mingye, you're not kidding?"

If memory serves, he probably hasn't taken on a case for almost a year.

The man's eyelids lifted, and a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes looked straight over, with a very strong oppressive force, "Are you smiling?"

Luan Yiming: "......"

If you go back to half a minute ago, you don't even ask this sentence when you kill him.

Just as he was pondering whether to speak, Mingzhuo suddenly said lightly: "The progress bar has dragged on to 11:37:23." ”

Luan Yiming also did not move his mind, and his body went first.

After adjusting to the time point, there was a pretty face on the screen, and when he looked at it just now, he felt that this girl was really a natural beauty, and she was ashamed of the moon.

Could it be that Ming Ye has fallen in love with other girls?

When I turned around, I saw Mingzhuo get up, and the trousers that wrapped the long legs were ironed without a trace of wrinkles, adding a bit of coldness and alienation to the bones.

But compared to his voice, these don't seem to be enough to see, "The information was sent to the Ming family." ”

Luan Yiming: ?

Really took it?

Could it be that this girl on the screen is worth more than money?

**

At the same time, the Xu family, the second floor.

Zhao Xiuhui has three more years and a full seventy, her black hair has been replaced by silver threads, and her face is not charitable, it should be because she has been in the shopping mall all year round, so her eyes are bright and sharp.

After looking at Lin Yinuo from head to toe, he asked with an indistinguishable expression, "What's it called?"

Lin Yinuo held the information in both hands, lowered his eyebrows, and replied gently, "Lin Yinuo." ”

"Lin?" Zhao Xiuhui sneered, and scolded regardless of her identity: "Your mother is really a dead eye, she was abandoned like that and let your surname be Lin." ”

The conversation changed - "Who came up with this name?"

Lin Yinuo lowered his eyes and was silent.

But silence is better than sound at this point.

Sure enough, Zhao Xiuhui sneered even more, "A promise of gold, he is embarrassed, he is the one who eloped, and he is the one who abandoned his wife and daughter!"

Lin Yinuo still stood with his eyebrows furrowed and didn't speak.

She knew that it was inevitable that Zhao Xiuhui would have opinions about her.

More than ten years ago, when the Xu family was still ranked first in Pingcheng, Xu Jing, the youngest daughter of the Xu family, single-handedly made the Xu family a laughing stock after dinner.

There are scenes of Miss Qianjin falling in love with a poor boy in any era, Xu Jing and Lin Man are the most typical and bloody examples of Pingcheng.

Xu Jing is Lin Man, ran away from home, got pregnant unmarried, eloped late at night, and almost left all her self-esteem and face.

In exchange, it was the news that Lin Man was marrying Miss Xue.

"Don't get excited, old lady, the doctor says you're not angry. The woman who had just opened the door immediately stepped forward and thoughtfully stroked Zhao Xiuhui's back, but she couldn't see the meanness at the beginning.

"It's okay, Aunt Liu, you go and clean up a guest room first. Zhao Xiuhui brushed away Aunt Liu's hand, looked at Lin Yinuo who looked like a quail again, frowned, why didn't she have her mother's aura at all, shrunk her head and tail, and was a little childish.

Lin Yinuo has seen Zhao Xiuhui since he saw him, and his face has basically not been raised, thinking about it, damn who called her at this time, she was so annoyed.

Zhao Xiuhui stared at Lin Yinuo with an uncertain expression for a while, then raised his hand and pointed to the third floor, "Stay first, as for your mother's matter, let's wait for the results of the investigation." ”

In the last sentence, she said sadness, breaking the pretense of fortitude.

It is said that the saddest thing is that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, so even if he is as ruthless as Zhao Xiuhui, it is no exception?

Could it be that she really suspected that she was wrong?

Lin Yinuo frowned slightly, his dark eyes surged with real emotions for the first time, and before he could speak, there was a sound of footsteps downstairs, followed by a calm male voice: "Mom, I heard that Mama Zhang said that there was a guest at home, and she wanted to see you?"

When the words fell, Xu Yao had already entered the living room on the second floor, and his eyes fell directly on Lin Yinuo.