When Xia Qingyang woke up, these golden eagles had just rotated to the second round.

She sat up with a yawn, looked around, and saw that the animals were still asleep, and the little gray beside her was also sleeping peacefully, so she raised a finger and gently shhhed at the golden eagles.

"Let's go."

Xia Qingyang was led by several golden eagles, and walked through the jungle one foot at a time, and came to a small river that crossed the forest that had just been discovered by the golden eagles this morning.

"It looks like a piranha." Xia Qingyang squatted by the river and was pleasantly surprised by the diversity of species in this jungle.

This jungle is the last stop of Xia Qingyang's journey.

This month, she took Xiao Ash with her, drove all the way and stopped, and almost visited all the jungles within 2,000 kilometers around City B.

What's more, as she walked, she controlled all kinds of beasts in the forest.

For example, these animals that accompanied her to take a nap today, as well as these golden eagles, were born and raised in this jungle.

The role of the golden eagle is particularly prominent. It patrolled the entire forest for Xia Qingyang, looking for animals that had not yet been collected.

This time, it took Xia Qingyang to find the piranha in this small river.

Xia Qingyang squatted by the river, cut his fingers, and then when the blood was just dripping down, he stretched out his hand and gently stirred the river twice, which really attracted a school of piranhas to swim closer, open their mouths full of sharp teeth, and search for the source of the smell of blood.

The golden eagle stepped on Xia Qingyang's side, waved its wings restlessly, and was appeased by Xia Qingyang a few times before calming down.

"Don't move yet, let me check the number."

Xia Qingyang spoke really well, and the piranha school suddenly stopped swimming around, but quietly wagged its tail and stopped in place.

“…… 21.22...... Forty-five, forty-six! Whew, that's a lot. Xia Qingyang counted his legs numb. When she had finally finished counting, she stood up and tapped her legs, and at the same time instructed the nest of piranhas, "Listen, next, all of you forty-six, listen to the signals of these golden eagles." If they fly by one day, you have to be ready to help me 'entertain guests.'" ”

Then, Xia Qingyang told them in detail how to "entertain".

With that, the piranhas scattered.

Xia Qingyang turned around and patted the heads of several golden eagles: "Okay, it's over, thank you for your hard work." ”

The golden eagle at the head screamed, which counted as a response.

"Go back, everyone, wake up, it's about time, I should go too."

When the golden eagles heard this, they were all crowded at Xia Qingyang's feet, not wanting her to go.

"Good."

Xia Qingyang was a little embarrassed by this group of coquettish birds.

What she couldn't see was that while she was "coaxing the birds", dozens of transparent threads of energy floated out of the river and floated into the void.

These energy threads seem to appear as long as Xia Qingyang uses [Loyalty] to subdue the lifeform.

And at this moment, in the distant void, countless silk threads were intertwined with each other, all of which were intertwined, becoming a half-human-high cocoon.

Suddenly, a shallow crack opened in the cocoon.

The gap slowly gets bigger and deeper.

Finally, something "broke out of the shell".

-

As soon as she came out of the deep forest to restore the mobile phone signal, Xia Qingyang found that three days ago, Jing Anjue had called her several times in a row.

She dialed back, and answered as soon as there was a sound over there: "Hey, Sister Yang?" ”

"It's me."

"Oh, I've got in touch with you, where are you now? How long will it take to get back to the market? I can't stand it! Jing Anjue shouted as always.

"What's wrong?"

"Ugh." Jing Anjue seemed to think about how to organize the language, "It's Mr. Wei Zhiyuan, he couldn't find you, so he came to contact me." Didn't Sister Yang say before that you can't be known by others that Midsummer is your company, but I think Mr. Wei should already know. ”

"Oh, normal." While driving, Xia Qingyang wore headphones and talked to Wei Zhiyuan, "The Wei family is rich and powerful in City B, so it is not difficult to check this thing." When I approached him for a second research project, he probably already knew about it. ”

"Huh? Will that affect the future plans? ”

"Probably not, it's okay, I'll call him later."

Jing Anjue let out a sigh: "It's okay." By the way, the results of the two investigations handed over to us by Sister Yang have come out. Shall I talk about it now, or will I ......? ”

When Xia Qingyang heard this, his eyes moved slightly: "Let's talk about it when I go back." I'm about six hours away from City B. ”

"Okay."

-

A month ago, Xia Qingyang handed over two things to the Snow Trail Team and asked them to investigate.

One is her charity deeds, why was the Gong family unashamedly taken out to show off, and no one has exposed it so far.

The other is the truth about the death of her biological father.

Jing Anjue and the others are quite neat.

They wrote a report on the results of the investigation of the first incident and presented it directly to Xia Qingyang, so that she could read it slowly for herself.

But the second thing, Jing Anjue thought about it, and decided to tell Xia Qingyang in person.

"The place where Sister Yang lived when she was a child has long been demolished, and the residents are all going their separate ways, right?"

Because Xia Qingyang had just returned to the city and hadn't had time to move, they came to the new house of the Snow Trace Team to talk about things first. At this moment, Jing Anjue had just led Xiao Ash to the balcony and fed some meat to tie it up. As he sat back on the couch, he rarely spoke with a very serious attitude.

Xia Qingyang nodded lightly.

Yes.

When her father had an accident, she didn't remember much.

When I grow up and have the ability to find the truth, I can't find anyone who knows the details of this matter for a long time.

"Actually, I've heard some things from my grandmother." Xia Qingyang's hands on his knees were clenched, and his fingers curled up unconsciously, "Grandma said that there was a fire in my house, and my father was burned alive in order to save me. It just so happened that my mother was not at home that day and escaped. Later, when the police went to my house to investigate, they found a fire next to my bed. ”

In other words, it was probably because she accidentally ignited something when she was young, and her father, Xia Junhe, took his own life in order to rush into the fire to save her.

Jing Anjue clenched his fists, and after a while, he let out a sigh of relief and said slowly: "I'll start from the beginning." In fact, after receiving Sister Yang's task, we also searched for a long time, but we didn't find any witnesses. Originally, we were all going to go directly to City A, hypnotize your mother, and ask her directly. But it's also a coincidence, at this time, we really found two families, the people who lived in the same building as Sister Yang back then——"

When Jing Anjue and the others looked for it, the two families were quite wary.

After all, a few men from the five big and three thick suddenly came to the door, and no one would think that there was anything good.

One of them wanted to call the police on the spot.

However, after Jing Anjue expressed his intentions, the old men of the two families came out of the back room, sighed, and beckoned them to sit down.

The father and daughter of that family were so pitiful—the two old men said this sentence before they began to tell.