Three days later, Mu Yunhan was recruiting the shopkeeper of the new restaurant, and Gou Yu'er came in with a thick letter from outside.

Only the words "Mu Yunhan personally opened" were written on the cover, and there was no payment.

Mu Yunhan tore open the envelope, and after only reading a few lines, his face changed.

It records the number of missing persons recorded throughout the Gyeonggi region in the last three years.

There were more than 20 cases in total, and the names of 12 of them were red by cinnabar.

The word "beautiful" was remarked in small block letters next to it.

Mu Yunhan's back was cold.

If these people are averaged, they are not very remarkable, but once they are concentrated, more than half of them are beautiful, and it will be scary when you think about it.

This is only the Gyeonggi area, how many cases will there be in the entire Zhao country combined?

Mu Yunhan flipped to the end and saw a drawing.

It reads: "When you build a road, it is better to build it in this shape." “

A picture is drawn on the drawing, a low mountain, a field, a Zhuangzi.

A road came out of the Zhuangzi, first straight, and after approaching the low mountain, it suddenly went around a semicircle to the left, and then went around again, and kept going.

The person who wrote this letter was undoubtedly Song Yushi.

Mu Yunhan thought for a while and called Mu Li in: "Let's find out from the side, what is Song Yushi doing now?" Don't let anyone find you. “

Mu Li came back soon: "I'm recuperating at home, I heard that he begged the people of Jingzhao Mansion and the patrol camp to find the whereabouts of his son, and he was scolded and driven out, so he became angry and sick, closed his door and thanked the guests, and no one was seen." “

Mu Yunhan scolded secretly.

This old fox is obviously taking the opportunity of begging someone to find out the whereabouts of his son, and finds an acquaintance to check all the missing person files in the past few years.

Then he knew that he didn't have the ability to touch this, so he quietly threw this hot potato to himself.

Whether he wants to take care of it or not, it doesn't hurt him, but it is a matter of his heart.

And she really doesn't seem to care.

Because she promised Zhou Shoubei and Zhou Dagongzi that if she had the opportunity, she would definitely find the whereabouts of Zhou Xiaogongzi.

She didn't have the ability to investigate, but she could hand it over to Gu Fenglin to do, and she could report the situation to the Zhou family.

With so many clues coming together, there is always a line to be sorted out.

As for this painting, Mu Yunhan thought about it for a long time and decided to take it personally.

The Zhou family really repaired most of the road, just enough for her car to drive in.

Mu Yunhan stood behind Zhuangzi and looked at it, the field was bleak, and he couldn't see anything.

She walked slowly along the line drawn by the Song Dynasty until she reached the semicircle to the left of the low mountain, and then stopped and looked around, trying to see what was different.

However, it looked like it was all barren, and in the midst of disappointment, a little greenery suddenly broke into the eyes.

Mu Yunhan stepped forward slowly, bent down, and saw that it was a puff of wiregrass.

This season is already very cold, and the clematis in other places has long been withered and yellow, but this one, which is full of green.

Mu Yunhan's heart was beating wildly, and he looked around casually, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to her, he quickly pulled out the wire grass and ordered Xiaomi: "Take out your handkerchief." “

Millet didn't know why, so she obediently took out the veil.

Mu Yunhan immediately wrapped the iron thread grass tightly with a handkerchief.

Xiaomi's eyes lit up: "Has the girl found rare medicinal herbs?" “

Mu Yunhan couldn't help but smile and squint, if she guessed correctly, there should be a hot spring below.