The "Yuguo Imperial Research Institute" was the predecessor of the Central Scientific Research Institute of the Parliament, where Lu Qiming and Bai Bingcheng stayed, which disappeared after the Revolution and was replaced by the current scientific research institute.

And what made Lu Yiyi feel the most coincidence was that the old man's data encoded numbers were similar to the numbers on the ledger, and if punctuation marks were added, this encoding was exactly latitude.

Therefore, combined with the longitude number behind the old man's name and his number latitude number, Lu Yiyi got the coordinates on the note at this time.

Of course, the old man's number is latitude, and the number behind his name is longitude, which is just Lu Yiyi's guess, and the only way to confirm this guess is to find the answer according to the coordinate point to the corresponding location.

The location marked by the coordinate point, Lu Yiyi probably checked it from the Internet, it happened to be located in a county near K City, and if you take a plane and drive, it will only take three days to go back and forth.

Unfortunately, she couldn't go.

She is now in this mess and belongs to the object of close surveillance, whether it is her opponent Zhao Youshen or other media who follow her, they always pay attention to her every move.

Not even to mention her, even Lightspeed News is now in a bad situation of being watched.

Not to mention Shen Ya, as long as he is in the current game, he will not be able to show any flaws at all.

The only thing that can move at will is to look for outsiders.

Of course, Lu Yi thought about letting Shen Zhi go, but this kid didn't know what had been going on in the past two days, and she hadn't been able to contact Shen Yi for two days.

Coincidentally, Lin Xiaoxiao came, this complete outsider, really met her standards.

Anyway, let Lin Xiaoxiao go, it is naturally best to get news that is beneficial to them, and even if you can't get it, there is no loss.

Hearing Lu Yiyi say this, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't ask any more questions, although she didn't understand the treacherousness of the shopping mall and the complexity of the political world, but she was a few years older and lived a few more years, and the experience of age was not all on display.

Therefore, faintly, Lin Xiaoxiao understands that Lu Yiyi's mysterious words are to let her know less, and the less she knows, the safer she is.

So, after taking the coordinates given by Lu Yiyi, Lin Xiaoxiao said goodbye and went straight to the place pointed by the coordinates.

Although Lu Yiyi also said that this coordinate does not mean that she can help Liang Yuyao, but as long as there is any possibility, she does not want to let go, and the faster the pace, the more she can fight for opportunities...

A day later...

In Pingcheng County, N City, Lin Xiaoxiao took the note given by Lu Yiyi, found the coordinate point, and looked up to see that it was a very simple teahouse, and from time to time the sound of mahjong came from the second floor of the teahouse.

"Uh... It's really down-to-earth. ”

People in this N city like to play mahjong, the pace of life is crowded, there is no hustle and bustle of big cities, and the local people look very rustic, wearing sweatshirts and slippers.

Therefore, when Lin Xiaoxiao came here, her first thought was loss.

Of course, it's not that she thinks there's anything wrong with this city, but looking at the living customs of the locals, it's really difficult for her to associate the intriguing and bloody city A.

Nine times out of ten, she ran for nothing.

But since she came, Lin Xiaoxiao still pushed open the door of the teahouse, walked in, and according to what Lu Yiyi said, asked the little guy in the teahouse: "Waiter, may I ask if there is an old man named He Kangjing here?" ”

"What's it called?"

The waiter looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, obviously child labor, but Lin Xiaoxiao was not Lu Yiyi, so he didn't have time to report on domestic child labor.

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The child worker had a towel on his shoulder, and there was no one in the teahouse, except for one or two middle-aged women who were eating melon seeds, sitting in the hall, as if waiting for the elementary school children next door to get out of school.

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