Master Xi Wants To Make Official Announcements Every Day

Assistant Mu calmly pushed down his glasses, looked at his boss, clicked on Weibo, and jumped to Ruan Ruan Qi's Weibo homepage.

Then, staring at the picture of the big eyes on Ruan Qi's Weibo for half a minute.

Assistant Mu coughed calmly, vaguely waking up.

Xi Jiu looked up from the phone and gave him a cold look.

"continue."

Assistant Mu has long been used to the freezing skill of his own boss.

He nodded calmly, glanced at the information, and said: "According to the investigation, Miss Ruan's home is indeed in Qingyun Village, Baicheng. Her fourth grandfather, Ruan Qing, died in a car accident ten years ago on September 5th. Before that, Ruan Qing and Miss Ruan's father flew abroad to visit Miss Ruan's biological elder brother, stayed for two months, and didn't come back until August 29th."

"So boss, it's impossible for Miss Ruan's fourth grandfather to appear in the Shanghai fishing village on August 14th."

Xi Jiu frowned tightly, and there was a little chill in the sharp corners of her eyes.

He leaned back on the chair, tugged his tie a little dryly, and tapped the table with his fingertips.

"What about Ruan Qi? Where is she?"

"At home, Qingyun Village." Assistant Mu handed the information to Xi Jiu, "August happens to be on summer vacation, and Ms. Ruan stays at home for the whole month and has never been to the Shanghai Stock Exchange. However, there is one strange thing."

Xi Jiu: "What?"

Assistant Mu clicked on the information and said: "Miss Ruan seemed to have suffered from a serious illness in mid-August. She was locked up at home and didn't come out until the end of August. What's even more strange is that on September 1st When school started, Miss Ruan's parents asked the school to drop out."

Xi Jiu: "Why?"

"I need to recuperate when I'm sick." Assistant Mu replied.

Xi Jiu's breath sank.

What kind of serious illness needs to drop out of school for recuperation?

"Has she ever gone to school again?"

"No." Assistant Mu shook his head, "This is the strangest point. Ms. Ruan only went to elementary school for two years, and her school records after that are blank. And, boss, there is another point that I am more concerned about."

Xi Jiu: "Say."

Assistant Mu: "If Ms. Ruan had a serious illness in August ten years ago, she should have gone to the hospital for medical treatment. But I checked a hundred hospitals in Baicheng and the surrounding area, and none of them contacted Ms. Ruan or the Ruan family. Any relevant medical records.”

A nine-year-old child who is sick does not go to the hospital, but hides behind closed doors?

The behavior of the Ruan family is too weird.

Xi Jiu silently looked at the text on the information, her breath getting heavier and heavier.

A trace of worry flashed across Assistant Mu's eyes.

He hesitated and said, "Boss, I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it..."

Xi Jiu: "Say."

Assistant Mu hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said cruelly: "Boss, could you have identified the wrong person? Miss Ruan's information is too different from that little girl back then, why don't we change it—"

"It's her."

"What?" Assistant Mu didn't respond.

"It's her." Xi Jiu repeated patiently.

He opened the desk drawer, and a sunflower hair tie and a dark blue watch lay side by side inside.

Xi Jiu looked at the scrunchie with a dazed expression.

"Her eyes, I will never forget."

——*——*——

After breakfast, Ruan Qi left home on his beloved electric donkey and headed for Jinhua Entertainment.

Shen Wenqian helped her make an appointment for an acting class yesterday. It is said that the teacher is a senior acting professor who has brought out many actors and actresses.

While riding the bicycle, Ruan Qi recalled in her mind the knowledge points she had learned in the Baili system last night.

Suddenly, a harsh brake sound pierced the peaceful summer.

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