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"If it's a friend, the age difference is too big."

"How dare you determine the age of that boss?" Although Zhang Group is much more serious, he still picks up the thorns of the desert.

"If they were the same age as 101, they would have been taken away by us by now, because it is impossible for a teenager of their age to have this kind of ability to plan cases."

"You mean that he has someone behind him? Someone to help him clean up the mess? Shan Yufei was holding a pen in his hand, and his hand was still swaying all the time when he spoke, almost swaying to the face of Zhang Group on the side.

"Yes." Cang Mo kept standing, and at this time he stood up, walked to the whiteboard, and wrote two big words "father and son".

"They're father and son?" Everyone in the conference room turned their heads to see what Cang Mo had written on the whiteboard.

"But there's one more point." Cang Mo spoke in a low voice. "That teenager has a nervous disorder, but the boy's father must not have it, and I don't think this boss cares about 101's life as much as he cares about his own son, so I think they are not father and son."

Cang Mo pulled out the cap of the whiteboard marker, and quickly added two words in front of the "father and son" on the whiteboard: adoption.

"Desert? Don't you think your current inference is too arbitrary? Zhang Group raised his eyebrows, and it was the face that was underbeaten, which made Cang Mo seem to go up and slap him.

"Zhang Group." Cang Mo supported the table with both hands, bowed down slightly in front of the table, and then he approached Zhang Group and spoke:

"This is an inference, besides, can you give me a better inference?"

Zhang Group's eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but after all, because he really couldn't say anything better to infer it, he had to shut up.

Cang Mo silently thought in his heart how he had provoked the Zhang group in the first place, but the answer he came up with was no, so the Zhang group's inexplicable "meeting each other" also made Cang Mo confused.

Cang Mo turned to the whiteboard again, he felt that he was exhausted now, and he couldn't think of anything, the proud Cang Mo felt that he was really useless for the first time, but there was no way, he really couldn't find out this case.

Cang Mo lowered his eyes, and then the entire conference room fell into silence again, and it was the familiar silence again.

Suddenly, Cang Mo raised his head, as if something had happened, but he didn't dare to say it, because if this clue is spoken, he must be responsible.

And this responsibility, every staff member in the police station is responsible, including the desert.

This clue has always given Cang Mo a headache, and now saying it seems to make him less painful.

"Everyone." Cang Mo spoke. "I have a particularly important thing in mind, but I don't know if you would like to hear it."

"Cang Mo, don't sell it, let's talk about it quickly."

Cang Mo exhaled a long breath, but he had already spoken, and Cang Mo couldn't take back what he said, so Cang Mo could only continue: "Aldrich and 101 once told me that we are inside. ”

Cang Mo sighed, he regretted it a little.

"There's their undercover agent."

After Cang Mo finished speaking, he immediately walked out of the conference room, because he didn't want to know everyone's reaction after hearing the news.

Closing the door of the conference room, Cang Mo returned to the office area, lit a cigarette, and halfway through the cigarette he realized that he had just smoked, so he immediately extinguished the cigarette and threw it into the trash.