Schumann's breathing stalled for a moment.

She stood in the elevator and looked at Jiang Yan, who was facing her sideways and explaining things to others.

He has a slender figure, and a hand-made black suit outlines his figure perfectly. An angular face, cut in half in the sun, half light and half dark.

As if sensing that someone was looking at him, for a moment, he slowly turned his head, and the moment his eyes met, the corners of his thin lips curled upward, comparable to the sunshine.

Schumann's fingers gradually clenched hard, it turned out that no matter how long it took, this man could easily set off a storm in her heart, overwhelming, and irrepressible!

……

Litian Century, President's Office.

Sunlight streamed in through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows, shining on Schumann as she sat at her desk, casting a pale golden halo on her fair, quiet face.

Her eyelashes drooped slightly, as if to hide something.

Just now in the elevator, her brain was blank, but Jiang Yan came over and took her into the office. But when he came in, he turned around and went to make coffee, leaving her to sit there alone in a daze.

The sun was dazzling in front of him, and the aroma of coffee in the air gradually diffused, Schumann couldn't help but take a deep breath.

She hasn't forgotten the purpose of her visit!

Slightly calmed down, ready to speak, just when Jiang Yan came over at this time and put a cup of coffee in front of her-

"I'm ...... today"

"You're ...... today"

As soon as they spoke, the two of them paused in unison, looked at each other's small shadows in each other's eyes, and smiled at each other for a moment.

Jiang Yan walked slowly behind the desk and sat opposite Schumann:

"Let's talk first!"

After that little episode just now, Schumann's mood has eased a lot:

"Actually, I'm here today for Jiang Wenyue!"

Jiang Yan leaned lazily on the office chair, tilted his chin slightly, and looked straight at Schumann:

"You believe what I say?"

Schumann nodded, thought about it, and shook his head again:

"I have met Jiang Wenyue's younger brother, and he has the same opinion as you, they all think that Jiang Wenyue did not commit suicide!"

Jiang Yan's expression didn't show any emotion:

"Oh, what did he say?"

When it comes to the case, Schumann's whole state is different:

"Before I could ask him, he seemed to be a little resistant to the police, so I came to you.

You are Jiang Wenyue's boss, you must know something about her. I want to know what is the reason that makes you think that Jiang Wenyue's death is not suicide. ”

When Schumann said this, a delicate and fair little face was unusually serious, and his eyes were deep, but they exuded a brilliance that made people unable to take their eyes off.

Looking at Schumann like this, Jiang Yan's heart suddenly rose with a sourness.

From an early age, he knew that Schumann's ideal was to be a police officer. So when he was admitted to college later, he chose criminal minds.

Originally, he thought that he would watch her put on a police uniform all the way, heroically solve one case after another, and arrest one prisoner after another.

But......

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes, he missed her for three years!

"A week ago, Jiang Wenyue proposed to me to take a week's leave to travel to Japan, the itinerary and air tickets have been booked, if it wasn't for last night's accident, she would have been on the plane to Tokyo now."

Pause:

"Just ask me, how can a person who is bent on death be in the mood to travel?"