When Qin Yu returned to school, Lan Bingyan was still at the headquarters of the Liao Group, although today was the weekend, she asked to work overtime, in order to take advantage of the lack of people, and carefully search Chen Yunxiang's desk in the office.

Last time, Qin Yu swore that Chen Yunxiang had a problem, and it was very likely that he was the murderer of Huang Hai, and after that, she always paid attention to that guy's every move.

Chen Yunxiang, like her, is Liao Changqi's assistant, the two are in the same office, usually Chen Yunxiang commutes to and from work on time, and there are more people coming and going in the assistant's office.

At this time, it was dinner time, and it was also one of the least crowded times in the company, Lan Bingyan stuck her head out of the door, looked left and right, and made sure that no one was passing by, so she closed the doors and windows, and quietly touched Chen Yunxiang's desk.

She checked very carefully, and did not miss any corner, including under the table, and there was no appearance.

The rest were two locked cabinets, and Lan Bingyan took out two keys from her pockets, which she made the day before yesterday when she took advantage of Chen Yunxiang's unpreparedness, printed the key mold with plasticine, and found the person who sharpened the key.

Opening a cabinet on the top floor, there were some ordinary documents on the upper floor, Lan Bingyan rummaged through them to make sure that there were no other things in it.

Turning to the bottom, an envelope appeared in her eyes, and Lan Bingyan had a hunch that she seemed to have found a valuable clue.

Pouring out the contents of the envelope, there were more than a dozen photos, in which Chen Yunxiang held a bank card in his hand and handed it to another person.

"It's him!"

Lan Bingyan immediately recognized that the person receiving the card was Huang Kewen, the head of the human resources department of Liao's Group, and the two looked like they were talking happily, with smiles on their faces.

There is a shooting time in the lower right corner of the photo, it was in May of the previous year, she had seen Chen Yunxiang's file, and he entered the Liao Group in May of the previous year.

"No wonder he can be the assistant to the chairman, it turns out that he really went through Huang Kewen's back door......" Lan Bingyan frowned.

If you just enter the Liao Group through the back door, it is not a big deal, like this kind of large enterprise, many people squeeze their heads and want to come in to work, the phenomenon of going through the back door is sometimes alive, she is worried that Qin Yu guessed wrong and mistook Chen Yunxiang for the murderer of Huang Hai.

Now that she has started to investigate, she decided to continue the investigation, and if she really finds nothing, she will plan again.

Repacking the photos back into the envelope in the order in which they had been stacked, and carefully tucking them back into the bottom of the cabinet, Lan Bingyan closed the first cabinet.

Opening the second cabinet, there were still some inconsequential documents on the top, Lan Bingyan was not bored, and still looked through them one by one.

When she opened the third folder, there was information about Liao Changqi and his family in the middle of a pile of documents.

It's normal to have Liao Changqi's information, after all, he is the chairman of the group, but what's the use of his family's information? And it's locked in a closet, hidden in a pile of useless papers, apparently on purpose.

Lan Bingyan's breathing was a little heavier, and she hurriedly picked up the fourth folder.

Chen Yunxiang was very careful, the first dozen or so of the folder were still normal company documents, and the middle part was the information of Liao Changqi's family employees, including drivers, doormen, bodyguards, nannies, etc., including the dead gardener Huang Hai, and ticked above his information.

Until this moment, Lan Bingyan could finally be sure that there must be something wrong with Chen Yunxiang, otherwise it would be impossible to hide these documents.

There was an old-fashioned Nokia mobile phone under a few folders, and Lan Bingyan picked it up and looked at it, it was still in standby.

The advantage of this old-fashioned phone is that it has a long standby time and is extremely durable, and this phone has been left here for a long time without use, and it still has a quarter of the battery.

Click into the address book, there is no number stored in it, the call log is empty, and the same goes for text messages.

Looking at the condition of the phone, it doesn't look like it was newly bought, some corners have been worn off the paint, Lan Bingyan knew when she thought about it, it must have been Chen Yunxiang who deleted all the call records and text message records.

"What a cunning fox!" Lan Bingyan scolded secretly, put the phone on the table, and continued to look through the things below.

At this moment, the Nokia mobile phone rang suddenly, scaring Lan Bingyan, who was already nervous, into a high pitch.

Take a look at it, the caller ID of the mobile phone is a string of numbers, not like a normal number, it may be that the other party deliberately covered it up through communication technology.

Locking the mobile phone in the cabinet, it was obviously used to contact some special people, Lan Bingyan was worried that it would startle the snake, so she didn't dare to answer or hang up, and she was afraid that the ringtone of the mobile phone would attract people passing by outside, so she thought about it and stuffed it back into the cabinet.

Just as she was about to turn to the bottom of the cabinet, the sound of a key inserted at the door sounded, Lan Bingyan's heart contracted suddenly, her eyes quickly closed the cabinet and pulled out the key, her eyes swept around, and she resolutely hid behind the curtains.

She hid for less than two seconds, the office door was opened, Chen Yunxiang walked in slowly, and then gently closed the door, and the eagle's sharp eyes swept through the office.

Nothing unusual, Chen Yunxiang put the key on the table, walked around the office aimlessly, and then returned to his desk, opened the second cabinet, and took out the Nokia mobile phone.

Seeing that there was a missed call on it, Chen Yunxiang pressed a number to dial it.

"What's the matter with me?" The phone was connected, and Chen Yunxiang asked in a deep voice.

A man's rough voice came from the microphone: "The organization asks you to act as soon as possible, and the Liao Group must be in our hands within a month." ”

"I understand, but because of the failure of the last operation, Liao Changqi has been very cautious recently, taking bodyguards with him anytime and anywhere, and even going to the toilet has bodyguards at the door." Chen Yunxiang changed his hand and held his mobile phone, slowly walked to the window and continued: "The most troublesome thing is that the police station seems to suspect that it is a dispute of interests within the company, and someone wants to put Liao Changqi to death. ”

Hearing this, a cool air rose from Lan Bingyan's back, who was hiding behind the curtain, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and her hands and feet were cold as if she was unconscious.

She thought that she was well hidden and did not arouse anyone's suspicion, but she didn't expect that Chen Yunxiang had already known her true identity, she was staring at Chen Yunxiang, but she didn't know that the other party was also staring at her.

"This is normal, Liao Changqi is the president of the Jiangnan Provincial Chamber of Commerce after all, and when he has an accident, it is easy to be reminiscent of a dispute over business interests, and the main targets of the police investigation should be those directors and shareholders, you don't need to be too nervous." Said on the other end of the phone.

Holding the mobile phone, Chen Yunxiang took two steps forward and said: "I shouldn't be exposed in a short time, I think after a while, wait for Liao Changqi to lower his vigilance before acting, as for the policewoman, it will get in the way sooner or later, you can find a way to get rid of her as soon as possible, and it is best to blame an unrelated director." ”

Seeing Chen Yunxiang getting closer and closer to her, Lan Bingyan's scalp was numb, her heart was beating to her throat, and she didn't dare to gasp for breath, worried that the exhaled breath would blow the curtains.

With Chen Yunxiang's cautious character, no matter what movement he makes, it is likely to arouse his awareness.

Many people are accustomed to standing in front of the window to make a phone call, and Chen Yunxiang is the same, while answering the phone, he walked to the window, opened the curtain, and looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, where he stood was less than a meter away from Lan Bingyan!

Thanks to her two years of police experience and professional training, her psychological quality is far from that of ordinary girls of the same age, and she has not made the slightest movement.

After looking at the scenery for a while, Chen Yunxiang returned to his desk, said a few innocuous words to the other party, and put the phone back in the cabinet.

The distance between the two sides widened, which made Lan Bingyan breathe a sigh of relief, and her strong sense of crisis decreased slightly, but she still didn't dare to relax a little, and her back was close to the floor-to-ceiling window.

For the first time in her life, she showed that her breasts were too big and inconvenient, and the protruding position would make the curtains look a little uncoordinated.

Fortunately, after Chen Yunxiang made the call, he didn't stay in the office for long, so he took a few documents and left, and locked the door again.

Sure that she heard the sound of the door locking, Lan Bingyan hid for another half a minute before she walked out of the curtain, held the table with one hand and gasped for a few breaths, touched her forehead, only to find that her head was already covered with cold sweat, and a few wisps of beauty were stuck to her cheeks with sweat.

After wiping her forehead with a tissue, Lan Bingyan walked to Chen Yunxiang's desk, ready to continue to check the second cabinet, she always felt that there were important clues pressed under her phone.

However, before she could take out the key, the door of the office was pushed open with a bang, and Chen Yunxiang, who had just gone out, went back and forth, his fierce eyes surrounded by an eerie murderous aura.