Being too tired physically can cause the brain to short-circuit and pause in thinking, which has nothing to do with IQ.

"That's why you call me a human trafficker?"

"Yes."

「……」

Miranda took a deep breath and tried to remind herself: she was here to say thank you, she was even old enough to be this little girl's grandmother, she couldn't be like her!

After silently reciting it in her heart more than ten times, Miranda finally slowly let go of her clenched fist, and her voice returned to calm: "I'm here to thank you."

Shen Fanyin, who was giving Sang Sang a look and signaling that she was going to call the emergency number, was stunned, and looked at Miranda suspiciously: "Huh? Thank me for what?"

Miranda took a sip of her coffee, and a sore look crossed her eyes: "Thank you for Nicole."

Shen Fanyin: "......?"

She was pretty sure she hadn't even heard the name Nicole.

Miranda couldn't see her dazedness, and slowly told her a story.

Her "story" is not new, and it can happen in every moment and in every corner.

Nicole is a student of Miranda's old friend, beautiful and young. His talent in design is mediocre, but he is willing to endure hardships and be diligent, so he was hired to work in the Designers Association to do project docking. After Lu Tong monopolized power, he became a person for a period of time, and Nicole was selected by Lu Tong to be his secretary during that time.

At first, no one thought there was anything dirty behind it, until Nicole jumped out of the hotel window on a business trip.

"The police are characterizing this as a suicide," a mockery crossed Miranda's eyes, "although everyone thinks there is something else hidden in this matter, but the police can't see it."

Shen Fanyin frowned slightly, and his voice was a little softer: "This is Lu Tong's murder case?"

"Yes." Miranda took a deep breath, looked at Shen Fanyin and said, "I have to thank you, if it weren't for you, Nicole's case would never have been revealed."

Shen Fanyin closed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Mourn."

She could see that Miranda was very fond of this junior, and her sadness did not seem to be fake, so she came to thank her for this reason.

Shen Fanyin sighed lightly, looked at Miranda and said, "But you thanked the wrong person, I didn't do anything in this matter, and I can't afford your thanks."

Miranda quickly regained her sadness and returned to her usual complexion.

She took out an envelope from her bag and pushed it in front of Shen Fanyin and said, "This is a pass for the Imperial City Art and Design Exhibition, if you take it to the conference, you can either exhibit or meet any designer you want."

The art and design exhibition of the Imperial City of M is world-famous, and all categories related to art and design can be exhibited here, of course, the display space here is extremely demanding, even the smallest and most inconspicuous display is a famous artist.

Zeng Lao wanted to take Shen Fanyin to participate many times, but she didn't go because of her grandmother.

This year, it was a coincidence, if she accompanied her grandmother to an academic conference, she could go and have a look.

But this pass......

Shen Fanyin felt that he was useless, smiled at Miranda, and refused, "It's really not necessary, I didn't do anything."

The pass is different from the ticket, which can only visit the things in the exhibition area, and the pass can participate in the seminars and banquets organized by the exhibition, which is the best opportunity to exchange and learn. And for such a global event, only a thousand passes are issued every year.

Miranda frowned, her blue eyes filled with dissatisfaction, "Are you looking down on this pass?"

Shen Fanyin: "No, I don't want to owe you, and I don't want to take other people's merits on my own head."

Miranda: "......"

"Lu Tong's case is the credit of the police, if you really want to thank them, thank them." Shen Fanyin said, pushing the envelope back to her, "My business is just a coincidence, I really didn't do anything."

Miranda looked at her, and after a long silence, said, "Don't you have no idea who provided the evidence?"

Shen Fanyin was at a loss.

Of course she didn't

Dao, after Lu Tong was arrested, she almost never asked about it.

Could it be Su Mu?

This thought turned in Shen Fanyin's mind for a moment and then vanished.

It's impossible, his best friend understands that Su Mu doesn't have the brains to solve the case.

Miranda suddenly laughed.

She confiscated her pass, left with one name and left.

Shen Fanyin didn't chase Miranda, she froze in place, blinking blankly, unable to believe her ears.

"Sister Yin, Sister Yin?"

Sang Sang's voice recalled Shen Fanyin's thoughts.

Shen Fanyin turned her head to look at her a little stiffly, "Sangsang, did you just hear what Miranda said?"

Sang Sang nodded: "I heard it, she said that it was Mr. Jing who provided the clue."

Once again, making sure that he had heard correctly, Shen Fanyin was even more confused.

Jing Zeheng.

How could it be him?

"How could it be you?"

In the office, Shen Fanyin looked at Jing Zeheng with a slight frown.

If she thinks of it, she has to ask directly, otherwise she will be so uncomfortable in her heart.

Jing Zeheng glanced at the cloudy sky outside the window: "You came to me in the rain just to ask about this?"

"Hmm."

"Important?"

"Hmm."

The corners of Jing Zeheng's mouth pursed: "Yes, I did."

Shen Fanyin asked, "How do you know?"

"I found it when I was in Chalutong." Jing Zeheng replied truthfully, "I found a private detective to check, and I gave the clues to the police, and Gong Luo found out the rest." The evidence is ironclad, and it is impossible for the police in country M to cover it up."

Shen Fanyin listened to his light tone, and his heart beat twice for no reason.

Everything is the tone of the base again.

She licked her lips and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what are you...... Supporting the work of the police?"

Jing Zeheng was silent.

His fingers tapped the table in a rhythmic manner.

To tell the truth, did you still receive the name of this good citizen?

If it had been before last night, he would have chosen the latter.

But—

"I do this to save the future, lest he come back to haunt you after he is freed." Jing Zeheng looked at Shen Fanyin's eyes and said.

He couldn't continue to simmer any longer, and if he continued like that, his child would jump out of the pot.

Shen Fanyin felt that her brother looked at her strangely.

It seems that he wants to ask for some favor.

She was silent for a moment, then took out the pass that Miranda gave her and put it on his table: "Miranda gave it to me in gratitude for this matter, since you made it, this thank you gift is still for you."

It happened suddenly, and before she could figure out how to thank him, she decided to hand over Miranda's thank you gift first.

Although this pass was obviously given to her, the person who did the work was not herself, and she felt guilty when she accepted it.

But if her brother doesn't want to go, transfer it to herself...... Then it doesn't hurt for her to accept it!

After all, it's a pass, and it can be fried to six figures! And most of the time there is still money and nowhere to buy.

Unexpectedly, Jing Zeheng picked up the envelope and glanced at it, and threw it directly into the drawer: "Hmm." There was no intention of passing it on to her.

Shen Fanyin: "......?"

Is her brother still interested in art?

Clearing his throat, Shen Fanyin hinted euphemistically: "Brother, this exhibition is in the Imperial City of Country M for two weeks."

Her brother is so busy, there's no time to go, right?

Jing Zeheng nodded: "Well, I know."

"Do you have time to go?"

"Nope."

Shen Fanyin pursed her lips, and could only say directly, "Then why don't you sell it to me?"

Jing Zeheng couldn't help but laugh.

He took out another envelope from the drawer, the black envelope still had it stamped

The bronzing logo of Shenghua Group.

He opened the envelope, took out a plastic pass from it, and fiddled with it and said, "I remember when I bought this pass, it cost 120,000 yuan."

Shen Fanyin's eyes widened, and his voice was raised an octave: "You even have one!"

Jing Zeheng took out another pass from the envelope: "No, I still have two."

Shen Fanyin: "......!"

Jing Zeheng looked at her with a smile: "What's wrong? You don't look very happy."

Shen Fanyin gritted his teeth and gurgled: "Don't make noise, I hate the rich."

"Oh, then you're busy," Jing Zeheng tuckled the pass back into the envelope and looked at her with a chuckle, "I won't give it to you yet."

Shen Fanyin directly threw himself on his desk and raised the brightest smile: "Don't, brother, I'm joking!" How can I hate your rich? As a token of appreciation, I leave you with my birthday wishes this year, wishing you richer every year."

Looking at her flattering smiling face, Jing Zeheng's eyes were full of tenderness.

He tapped her head with the envelope, a happy chin on his lips.

"Little cub."