"Huanhuan, Huanhuan? Don't be stunned, eat quickly, if you don't eat noodles, it will be mushy. ”

Shen Sihuan came back to his senses, pulled the corners of his mouth at Wang Ye, and drank the noodle soup again.

At this moment, they were in Wen Yan's exclusive suite, and Wang also ordered four bowls of udon noodles.

But Jiang Tianche went out and hasn't come back yet, while Han Shi is just watching the video on the side. Of course, Wang Ye doesn't have much appetite, but if he doesn't eat it, Huanhuan won't eat it.

Shen Sihuan brought the video back along with her mobile phone, and told them about the Tang Dynasty, and she didn't mention the rest. Because Song Zilin said that those are his and her "secrets", and they can't be told to others, otherwise, "it may speed up the process of the story".

She took two bites of udon, although it took a long time to chew it.

Wang also smiled with satisfaction and said, "Huanhuan, Lin showed you this video and told you the identity of the witness, did he have other ideas?" After all, everyone knows each other once, even if Ah Yan kills someone-ahhh I mean, he should have contacted us first to see if there was anything behind it! However, that person is so similar to Ah Yan, is there a ghost in it......"

Not only Wang Ye, but also Han Shi and Jiang Tianche thought so. Although the video is a long shot, it is clear enough, and I have to say that it is indeed not only similar in appearance, but also in the same expression.

For the few of them who stand firmly on Wen Yan's side, this video can be said to be weird everywhere, and it is creepy after watching it for a long time.

And Shen Sihuan didn't answer, and Song Zilin's voice sounded in his ears again.

When she asked him what he wanted, he said, "It depends on how far you can do it." Or you can go back and think about it first, and wait until you feel that you can do whatever you want, and then come to me. ”

At this time, WeChat popped up a new email prompt from the associated mailbox, which was Qin Special Assistant. She asked him to send her the simple information of all the cleaning aunts in Tongshi Shengtian, such as the time of entry, date of birth and place of origin.

She opened her mailbox, skimmed through the list quickly, and sighed silently.

Probably because Shengtian's employee benefits have been good, the cleaning aunt here in Tongshi has worked for more than ten years, and the shortest has more than five years, all of which meet the "old employee" standard he said.

She was about to log out of her mailbox when she suddenly noticed a new email from last night that she hadn't noticed. She opened the email, it turned out to be Zhao Xinling, and she made the photo into a compressed file and sent it.

Shen Xihuan was not in the mood to look at this, but Wang also glanced at the subject of the email and said, "It's a photo sent by Zhao Xinling, right?" She mentioned it to me, let's open it and take a look. ”

As he spoke, he pulled Shen Sihuan towards the computer desk.

Knowing that Wang was also trying to divert her attention, she let him pull her and sat down in front of the computer. She logged into her mailbox and saved the zip file.

It took time to uncompress, and Wang also brought the udon noodles to her again, coaxing her to eat a few more bites over and over again.

Finally, all the photos were revealed, and there were more than sixty of them. She looked down one by one, and sure enough, there were one of them in each one. Some are backs, some are half faces, and some are even just one eye, and it is difficult for Zhao Xinling to recognize them.

Wang also looked at the photos excitedly, and said something that made her laugh.

But seeing that he finally came out of the shadows of the past, her bad mood did get better.

Suddenly, her phone rang, it was Song Zilin.

Her eyes lit up, and she was stunned for three seconds before picking it up.

"Hey, Huanhuan, can you come to my room, I think your friend seems to be dying......"