The third floor of Gu's Pharmaceutical Laboratory.

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The door of Zhang Yi's room was suddenly kicked open, and Wenle walked in with great strides. Zhang Yi put down his hand, sat in the office chair and turned to look at him.

Wenle glanced at the realistic picture on Zhang Yi's light curtain, with words on black background and white, which he could not understand at all.

"What are you doing?" Wen Le asked.

The tone was very rushing, suppressing anger.

Zhang Yi said expressionlessly: "I'm checking the laboratory equipment and seeing if I can help."

"So kind?" Wenle chuckled, then turned around and asked the person behind him: "Look at what he did."

Standing behind Wenle is the computer expert responsible for checking Zhang Yi's code. He is a middle-aged man with a round face. He is wearing a pair of thick glasses and a little bald.

Zhang Yi cooperated very well and stood up from the chair and gave the seat to the man.

The bald middle-aged man checked Zhang Yi's computer for a while before retracting his gaze. He turned to Wenle and said, "Mr. Zhang is indeed helping to check the laboratory equipment. There are several more tricky equipment that Mr. Zhang has debugged."

The tone is impartial and the attitude is rigorous.

Wenle glanced at Zhang Yi and said, "Since you are so enthusiastic, please check out other equipment." Then he looked at the bald middle-aged man: "Look at him, if something happens, I will kill you first."

The bald middle-aged man hurriedly said yes, but Wenle did not leave immediately, but stayed to see the two of them discuss how to check the equipment in the laboratory. They used professional terms, and Wenle didn't understand a word.

During this period, the supervisor in charge of computer security in the laboratory also came and asked Zhang Yi a few questions. After listening to Zhang Yi's answer, he suddenly left with a clear understanding.

Wenle looked at Zhang Yi's every move with a calm face throughout the whole process.

*

Three o'clock in the afternoon, Tianhe Hospital.

Ming Yan went to Tong Yi's ward to look for Qian Yizhen, but he was idle.

"Zhenzhen left a few minutes ago." Tong Yi said without raising his head.

She was moving back and forth on several light curtains with one hand. Because her left hand was inconvenient, her speed was much slower than usual, which made her particularly irritable.

Ming Yan didn't stay for a long time. He went to Shen Manyin's ward, and Song Xingzhou happened to be in Shen Manyin's ward.

"Sister Qian came in the morning, and then she left." Shen Manyin said truthfully.

Song Xingzhou sat on the sofa in Shen Manyin's ward, and his legs were placed on the coffee table.

"Yizhen seems to have left Tianhe Hospital, and Beiwu follows her." Song Xingzhou said lazily.

There was a car accident last night, and Song Xingzhou was still scared. God knew what the group of madmen in Gu would do.

For safety reasons, Song Xingzhou asked Beiwu to send people to secretly protect Qian Yizhen for 24 hours. This little ancestor cannot have any trouble. Qian Yichen's anger is definitely not something that anyone can bear.

Ming Yan said nothing, and he turned around and left.

"Tsk, don't even say thank you." Song Xingzhou snorted.

Shen Manyin put down the book in his hand, picked up a notebook and wrote it on it.

"Manman, what are you writing?" Song Xingzhou asked curiously.

He found that the little girl was very quiet and usually read books in the ward or recorded something in her notebook.

She has been in this ward for almost a week and a brand new notebook is almost overwhelming.

Shen Manyin raised her head, raised her notebook and said honestly: "Record the observation experience."

"Observation experience?" Song Xingzhou repeated with confusion on his face.

What else do you need to observe?

"It was the homework assigned by the professor to me. I judged the mood by observing the subtle actions of the people around me." Chen Manyin put down his notebook and explained patiently.

It sounds a bit mysterious. Is this the homework assigned by a university professor? Why is it a little different from when he was studying?

Song Xingzhou pushed his cheek and asked, "What major do you study?"

"Psychology." Chen Manyin answered truthfully.

Song Xingzhou: “…”

He once studied psychology at the same time, but later he was persuaded by the professor to leave, saying that he was not suitable for studying psychology.

As a poor psychology student, Song Xingzhou decided not to speak anymore.

To avoid being looked down upon by the little girl.

*

A cafe near Tianhe Hospital.

Qian Yizhen was sitting in the booth by the window wearing sunglasses. The tables in this shop were far apart, especially the booths. There were several ornamental trees between each booth, which just widened the distance between the tables, increasing privacy.

Putting down the coffee cup, Qian Yizhen looked at the person sitting opposite her. She was a tall and tall man with a domineering aura and a hard face.

With short dark brown hair and three-dimensional facial features, he has dark blue eyes.

The faces of Westerners are really rare in small cities like Nanshan City. When he came in, he attracted a lot of attention.

He is Marco, the founder of Hash, and has served in the special forces of the country Y.

After retiring from the army, he founded the hash with a group of brothers who had been through life and death.

"Miss Qian, I'm sorry for the fact that we didn't discover the vision of the big truck in time. It was our fault." Marco's Chinese was surprisingly fluent, but still had a strong accent.

Qian Yizhen shook her head and said, "It's not your fault when the incident happened suddenly."

Qian Yichen mentioned to her that after Song Xingzhou was kidnapped, he invited the world's number one hash to Nanshan City to secretly protect her.

The car accident last night was too sudden. The few people who were secretly protected had no time to do anything, and the big truck hit the white sedan.

"Mr. Qian has discussed with me. If you don't recommend it, my people will protect you in close proximity, and we will send you there." Marco said sincerely.

Last night, they made a mistake in the prediction. Even though they knew that Gu could cover up the sky in Nanshan City, they were lucky enough to think that they would not take action openly in public.

Although there is no clear evidence, Marco has found out that the car accident last night was closely related to Gu.

The truck driver who was taking drugs was the manager of a hotel owned by Gu before taking drugs and was fired for taking drugs.

A few days ago, the truck driver's ex-wife bought an educational insurance for her daughter, which was paid in one lump sum.

As long as the girl reaches the age of eighteen, she will be able to receive 20 million yuan in education funds.

The insurance was bought by the truck driver's ex-wife at an insurance company owned by Gu's Group, and it was paid in cash and had no transfer records.

It’s been an era, and millions of cash is really rare.

Qian Yizhen listened quietly to Marco's statement and spoke only after he finished speaking.

She said calmly: "The Gu did this without any leakage. There is no direct evidence to prove that it was instructed by Gu. Moreover, the three of us have no grudges and no defiance with Gu, and there is no clear motive for murder. Even if Gu is sued to court, we do not have much chance of winning."

Marco looked at Qian Yizhen with a full face of praise. Compared to Qian Yichen, who was pushing people everywhere, he felt that this person was a wise master.

To be honest, Marco thought Qian Yichen's sister would be as difficult as him.

"I need you guys to help me with something."

"Please tell me." Marco looked at him with a scrupulous look.

Qian Yizhen opened the light curtain and clicked on a program installed by Tong Yi for her. The picture on the light curtain looked like a radar screen, and a red dot far from the center point was constantly flashing.

"Did you see this red dot?" Qian Yizhen handed the light curtain to Marco. Seeing the latter nodded, she continued: "I need you to find the location of the red dot and find this person without disturbing anyone."

Qian Yizhen clicked on a picture, which was Aunt Wang’s work photo.

Marco glanced at the simple-looking woman on the screen, nodded and said, "No problem, please give me a copy of the program just now."

As he said this, Marco opened the light curtain and handed it to Qian Yizhen.

Qian Yizhen opened Tong Yi's program and then covered Marco's light curtain on his own. After the program was copied successfully, Qian Yizhen copied Aunt Wang's photo.

After doing all this, Qian Yizhen returned the light curtain to Marco.

Marco turned off the light curtain directly, and he said with a serious expression: "I have arranged for people to take care of Tianhe around the hospital. I have arranged a personal bodyguard for you. Please bring her or notify me wherever you go."

"Can she beat me?" Qian Yizhen asked with interest.

It’s not that she doesn’t believe in the strength of the world’s No. 1 security company, but that she herself is a Taekwondo black belt. With her current strength, ordinary people are definitely not her opponent.

Ma Ke asked Qian Yizhen to try out his people's strength. He knew that Qian Yizhen was a Taekwondo black belt, not a vase.

"You can compete with her." Marco said readily.

Any words seem very thin in the face of real strength. Ma is a person who likes to speak with his strength.

Qian Yizhen nodded, and at the same time she was a little eager to try. She hadn't done it for a long time and she was a little itchy.

When the two got up and were about to leave, Marco said to the booth on the left: "My friend, are you going to be with us?"

Bevu stood up from the booth, wearing a black fisherman's hat, covering most of his face.

Qian Yizhen looked at Beiwu in confusion: "Why are you here?"

She didn't notice that Bewu was following her at all.
To be continued...