"I absolutely understand, I'm very happy to have a bonus, and it's not bad to be an unsung hero, I've always been indifferent to fame and fortune. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Okay, then your certificate and bonus, I'll help you collect it first, and come and collect it when you have time, try to get it within half a month."

"Understood, call by phone then, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After returning home, Zheng Yichen didn't eat, rushed to the room to open the computer, unzipped the file, and began to read carefully.

I don't know if I don't see it, I was shocked when I saw it, it turned out that there were 3,453 people in the country named Zhang Qianqian, across all age groups, from full-term babies to the elderly in their eighties, and what surprised Zheng Yichen even more was that there were five men who were also named Zhang Qianqian.

"If it weren't for the fact that the child had a grudge against his parents in his last life, who would have named his son Zhang Qianqian?"

According to the difference in gender, Zheng Yichen eliminated these five men, focusing on the women in the age group of 20 to 30, and excluded most of them at once, and more than 3,000 people were sharply reduced to 123 people, and the workload was much lighter.

These materials look very boring, the photos that can be identified are all ID photos, and everyone knows that taking ID photos will be seriously distorted, and even if you go to P specifically, you can't be so ugly.

It's true that Zhang Qianqian is a beauty, but who can guarantee that she won't be unrecognizable when she takes ID photos?

This situation forced Zheng Yichen to open his eyes wide when he saw the extremely ugly photo, carefully identifying the facial features of the person in the photo, hoping to find similarities with Zhang Qianqian's appearance.

Looking at the ugly person is a kind of cruelty, and the cruelty mentioned here is two-sided, not only cruel to the ugly person, but also to the person who looks at it, why not?

Zheng Yichen looked at the photos of one hundred and twenty-three ugly girls intently, during which he collapsed several times, and had to rush to the toilet to vomit profusely, and then sat back in front of the computer screen and continued to work hard.

Seeing the end, the photos in front of him were fragmented and unshaped, and they were reassembled in his mind, this person's nose, high cheekbones, that person's triangular eyes, and open lips formed a new photo, which became an abstract painting of Picasso, Zheng Yichen pumped his head wildly, and he couldn't remove this terrifying picture.

Suddenly, a hand slapped heavily on his shoulder, Zheng Yichen was startled, bounced up from the chair, looked back, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Aunt Zhu, it's you." ”

Zhu Lihua took the steaming meal and said complainingly: "I heard Lao Liang say, as soon as you come back, you will hide in the house, and the food is cold and you don't come down, so I will ask him to reheat it and bring it to you." ”

The servants in this room, under the training of Steward Cai, were all respectful to Zheng Yichen, and only Lao Yang and Zhu Lihua were able to ignore the rules, not even knock on the door, and break in directly.

As soon as Zheng Yichen was told by her, he suddenly felt that his stomach was empty after vomiting, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to eat to ease his emotions: "I'm sorry to trouble you, I mainly have something to do, and I forget the time when I get busy." ”

Zhu Lihua asked curiously, "What are you busy with?" I'll see if I can help, so that you won't lose time when you eat, you can eat slowly, it helps digestion, and it's good for your body. ”

Zheng Yichen couldn't refuse her kindness, picked up a piece of pork belly and stuffed it into his mouth, took a bite of food, and said inarticulately: "Well, you look at the photos of the computer and see which ones look like the unconscious girl." ”

Zhu Lihua answered, narrowed her eyes, and stared at the photos on the screen.

Perhaps it is the difference between men and women in terms of aesthetics, Zhu Lihua did not have all kinds of discomfort when Zheng Yichen looked at the photos, and Zheng Yichen was happy to hand over this task to Zhu Lihua and ate quietly on the side.

Before the meal was finished, Zhu Lihua had already finished browsing, got up and said: "There are a few who look like female babies, but they are only similar in appearance, and they are not female babies." ”

Zheng Yichen's eyes widened: "How can you see it?" ”

Zhu Lihua said of course: "These people don't have her temperament." ”

"Gas, temperament."

Zheng Yichen took a mouthful of rice in his throat and almost choked to death, so he quickly took a sip of soup: "Auntie, are you kidding me?" Zhang Qianqian slept like a dead person, what kind of temperament can you see? Also, I dare to say that when no one takes a ID photo, he can show the so-called temperament, not even Lin Chiling! ”

Zhu Lihua smiled innocently: "Anyway, I just rely on my intuition, if you feel that it is not safe, you can check it again." ”

Yes, it comes to women's intuition again, and I can't imagine that a rural woman would also use such high-end moves, which is clearly sexist.

Zheng Yichen said weakly: "Oh, I'll watch it again after eating." ”

After eating, Zhu Lihua left the room with leftovers, Zheng Yichen endured the discomfort, looked at the computer screen, and browsed carefully.

Only then did he realize that Zhu Lihua's eyes were really good, and the three photos she picked out were indeed the ones that looked most like Zhang Qianqian among the more than 100 women.

Looking at these three photos, Zheng Yichen couldn't help frowning, their appearance looked a little similar, but unfortunately they didn't look like gods, and they always felt that compared to the deity Zhang Qianqian, they still lacked something.

That kind of lonely and arrogant, which makes people love and fear.

None of these three can be Zhang Qianqian herself.

It took him a lot of effort to come to a conclusion exactly the same as Zhu Lihua's.

"Soul light! A woman's intuition is really not covered! ”

Although Zheng Yichen didn't have much expectation for these materials at the beginning, because this name was just said by the female killer herself, she has a special identity, and it is normal to fool people with a fake name, and it is even more normal to not find the slightest clue.

But after all, this clue is the only clue that Zheng Yichen knows so far, and in the end, it is still a bamboo basket for water, and he is very depressed.

"Damn! Damn it! ”

Zheng Yichen's eyes were red, and he desperately clicked the mouse button, moved all these materials to the recycle bin to empty, held his head in both hands, and grabbed his hair vigorously: "Is there really nothing that can be done?" No, think about it, think about it again, there must be another way.

When a person is driven to the point of exhaustion, in order to get through the difficulties, there will always be an outburst of extraordinary wit.

Zheng Yichen tore off a few handfuls of hair, and suddenly had an idea: "Hey, by the way, you don't have to be friends and relatives to wake her up, if she has an idol that she admires very much, hearing the voice of the idol may also have an effect." ”

"Think about it from another perspective, if I fall into the puppet Gu and someone plays Leslie Cheung's "When Love Is a Thing of the Past" to me, I will wake up immediately, faster than my parents told me to wake up!"

His idea is a little whimsical, at least it can be regarded as a direction, after figuring out this section, a question comes one after another: Who is Zhang Qianqian's idol?