Staring at that photo, Bo Jinghan suddenly felt powerless.

In the vast sea of people, how easy is it to find someone?

She is not a god, she does not have the function of pinching and calculating, and she is not a bullish hacker who can shuttle through various intelligence systems to steal information.

Of course, even if she could pay a hacker, it wouldn't work—

There are indeed identity documents in this security system, but what about finding them?

What she can think of, it's hard to guarantee that the other party can't think of it!

Besides, the man didn't seem to want them to find ......

He sighed silently.

Bo Jinghan rubbed the corners of his forehead and put down the photo in his hand.

I had a strange feeling in my heart.

It was as if the man was right next to them, like a ghost.

However, what is even more strange is that he doesn't seem to want to harm her, but is constantly ...... Stop her!

"Huh?"

I was taken aback by this idea that came out of nowhere.

Bo Jinghan opened his eyes suddenly, picked up the text in his hand again, quickly turned a few pages backwards, and glanced down.

After a moment, she suddenly laughed and lifted Wen Jiàn in the direction of Bo Junchen.

The fingertips like green onions fell on a certain line, and with the very neatly trimmed nails, he gently knocked down: "Uncle, look at this record." If it wasn't copied from the recording, it was the pharmacist's family who was hiding something from us! ”

"You can't make a mistake, I've heard the recording with my own ears."

Bending down, Bo Junchen supported the table with one hand, rested the other on the back of her chair, read the place where her fingertips were tapping, quickly scanned it, and gave an answer she didn't really want to hear: "I also doubted this question, but the pharmacist's family is the same." Coercion and temptation, but they didn't change their words! ”

"That'...... What's going on with this picture? ”

"This photo was taken from the surveillance outside the pharmacist's community."

The gaze falls back to the photo.

Bo Jinghan frowned in wonder, he couldn't figure out what the intentions of this guy who looked at least eighty percent like himself was?!

Why did he take what the pharmacist had left her?

Why do you often appear in front of her eyes in this way?

And why did she stop her from searching for the truth several times in a row?

……

A litany of questions lingered in my mind.

Bo Jinghan's head hurt so badly that he subconsciously punched himself.

"Hanhan—"

Bo Junchen grabbed her hand clenched into a fist, and the gaze that fell into her eyes was deep and complex, as if he was carrying too many emotions, but he didn't dare to confide in him at all.

"Let go."

The divergent thoughts suddenly stopped, Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows slightly, squinted at the tall man in front of him, and coldly spit out two words.

But instead of letting go, Bo Junchen grasped it more tightly.

Coincidentally, he grabbed her injured left hand.

And with great strength, it seems that she is going to break her wrist bone!

His eyes fell, and Bo Jinghan raised his face to meet his gaze.

-- Eyes collide.

The two sides are incompatible with each other and are persecuting each other.

seconds.

Bo Jinghan suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, and his familiar smile rippled.

Slowly narrowed his eyes and lifted his lips.

The voice came out tactfully, sounding sultry, but it was dyed with a faint layer of sarcasm: "Dear uncle, you haven't drunk yet, are you drunk?" See who I am, don't make anything that makes you feel ashamed, that's a slap in the face! ”