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Seeing this woman, Lin Xiaolu rushed over and gave the other party a big hug.

When I stepped forward, Lin Xiaolu introduced me.

"This is Sister Feng. "

The woman took off her sunglasses, she looked in her thirties, she was beautiful, she had short hair, and she was handsome.

Sister Feng took the initiative to reach out and shake my hand.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Feng Chunsheng, and I am Lin Xiaolu's mother's secretary. "

As soon as I made contact with Sister Feng's hand, I knew that she was also a yin person.

That's right, how could the secretary of the second-in-command of the Thirteenth Bureau be an ordinary person.

Lin Xiaolu asked.

"Sister Feng, why are you in Huashan?" Sister Feng

said with a smile.

"I knew you were here to worship the mountain, so I came and have a look.

Lin Xiaolu stuck out his tongue.

"Sister Feng, you are lying again.

"Don't tease you, I have a mission in Huashan, it's inconvenient to talk here, let's change places." "

Sister Feng led us to the room she had booked, and when the door closed, she looked out as if to see if anyone was following us.

The door closed, and Sister Feng asked me and Lin Xiaolu.

"Did you see the tourists jumping off the cliff?" I

nodded, and the tourists who jumped off the cliff were only one person away from me.

"Then have you noticed anything unusual about the tourists jumping off the cliff?"

I told Sister Feng about my previous feelings, and Sister Feng frowned very tightly after hearing this.

"It seems that our guess is correct.

Lin Xiaolu suddenly asked.

"Sister Feng, you appeared here, did the Thirteenth Bureau already know that someone would jump off the cliff?"

Sister Feng nodded.

"Unfortunately, it couldn't be stopped. Sister

Feng asked the two of us to sit down, and then gave us a bottle of Coke each.

"The conditions on the mountain are limited, so let's drink this.

She took out a document from her bag and handed it to Lin Xiaolu, and I leaned over to see that it was the information of the tour group that came to Huashan today.

Lin Xiaolu and I signed up for the tour group on the list, but what really caught my attention were the two tour groups circled in red pen.

The names of these two tours were written in foreign languages, and although I didn't know a foreign language, I could guess that they were tours from abroad.

Sister Feng stretched out her finger and pointed to a name under one of the circled tour groups.

"He is the dead. Lin

Xiaolu obviously knows foreign languages.

"Patta, isn't that the name of Southeast Asia, but the deceased I just saw was a Chinese face. "

Southeast Asians and Chinese people, although they are both yellow people, are still very different in physiognomy, and they can basically be distinguished at a glance.

Sister Feng nodded, and took out another document from her bag.

"Look at this again. "

I glanced at the documents quickly, and these were five profiles of the people, five of the deceased to be exact.

Combined with the conversation I had just had, I quickly found common ground in the five accounts of the deceased.

The nationalities of the five deceased are all from Southeast Asian countries, but their looks are all Chinese faces.

Lin Xiaolu asked.

"Is it the Chinese in Southeast Asia, there are still quite a few Chinese over there. "

No," Sister Feng's answer was categorical, "look at the back." "

I flipped through the information, only to find that there were still words on the back, the same information on the five deceased, but their names had all become Chinese names, and their origins and biographies were clearly marked.

There is no doubt that they are all Chinese.