Seeing Lin Xi's puzzled face, Shen Yan explained that Gu Zhiquinoa's mother Bai Fangling would come to him every week for shoulder and neck physiotherapy.

Bai Fangling had just come the day before yesterday and left her coat in the physiotherapy room. There should be stained hair on the collar that can be used as a sample for DNA testing.

Lin Xi was naturally very happy when he heard this.

In this way, it will save a lot of trouble, she only needs to find the cleaner and ask clearly, and then wait for Shen Yan's test results to come out, and she will know the truth.

After seeing Shen Yan leave, Lin Xi looked around the hospital, but didn't find the cleaner, so he went to the logistics management office of the hospital.

There was a fifty or sixty-year-old man sitting in the room, who was holding his mobile phone and focusing on watching short videos, and when he looked up and saw Lin Xi coming in, he immediately put away his mobile phone and frowned:

"What are you doing? You can't just come in here! ”

"Hello uncle," Lin Xi said to uncle, "I want to ask you about someone, who is a cleaning aunt in the hospital." ”

"Inquire about a cleaner?" The uncle immediately waved his hand impatiently, "Go, go, I don't have time to play with you little girl, hurry up and go." ”

"Uncle, I saw that cleaning aunt in the morning, and I think she looks a lot like one of my distant cousins."

Lin Xi looked up, there should be no surveillance in this room, so he took out two hundred pieces of cash from his pocket and put them on the table.

She pursed her lips and said, "I can't find her now, I don't know if she's off work, see if you can help find it, it won't delay you for too long." ”

The uncle was impatient one second, and the next second he saw the two hundred yuan that was red and gorgeous, and he immediately sat up straight, and his eyes lit up.

"What? You're looking for a cleaner, aren't you? The uncle asked, while neatly putting the money into his pocket, "Tell me, what does she look like?" ”

Lin Xi described the woman's height and appearance, and the uncle patted his thigh and said, "I know who you are talking about." ”

"The person you are looking for is called Wang Mengqin, who works the morning shift today, and should get off work at three o'clock, so you definitely can't find it."

"And is she still coming to the hospital today?" Lin Xi asked.

"I shouldn't be here today, and I'll come again at six o'clock tomorrow morning, you see if you want to come back tomorrow."

"Tomorrow ......"

Lin Xi frowned slightly, raised his eyes and said, "Do you think this is okay, you give me her contact information, and I will call her today." ”

"Call her? According to the rules, I can't be ...... like that."

Lin Xi took out another three hundred yuan and put it on the table, and the uncle's words came to an abrupt end.

Five minutes later, Lin Xi walked out with a note with a phone number.

It was already past five o'clock, and the sky was dyed a thin layer of blood red by the setting sun.

Lin Xi stood at the door of the hospital, took a deep breath, and dialed the number.

“…… Feed? Aunt Wang Mengqin, is it? ”

"I'm the girl you asked about birthmarks in the second hospital this morning."

"I see that you didn't seem to have finished talking at the time, if it's convenient, would you like to come out and talk about it."

This woman, Wang Mengqin, lives near the hospital.

Lin Xi raised her eyes and saw that there was a café with few customers next to her, so he gave her the name of the shop.

Fifteen minutes later, a middle-aged woman in a red cotton jacket pushed the door open with some trepidation, her cramped gaze wandering over the many tables in the café.

Lin Xi stood up and beckoned to her: "I'm here—"

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