Hearing this, Jiang Yin pulled the corners of her mouth, so afraid that she would do something on this criminal evidence? Even if she is hands-on and foot-moving, can she move more than Xiao Fuyan, an old fox who often digs pits?

Squatting down, Jiang Yin lay on the bookcase, watching Xiao Fuyan finish the notes with a serious stroke. Then he got up, picked up a red pen and wrote his name on it, and began to look for ink on the bookcase, but his eyes swept for a while but he couldn't find it.

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