The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 304 Clues (Part 1)

"Baekdu Mountain, then what?"

Li Chan stopped talking, closed her eyes, and seemed to be out of breath.

Zhou Xue squinted her eyes, put her fingers under Li Chan's breath and probed.

The breath is very weak.

This woman is probably dying.

Zhou Xue got up slowly, turned and walked out.

The two men in black behind Zhou Xue looked at each other, and one of them with a square face took a step forward and said in a low voice, "Sister Zhou, the Four Seasons Town that my second child and I went to last time was at the foot of Mount Baitou. Lying to us?"

"No, for her sister, she will tell the truth."

"But her sister isn't..." another man with an inch-long scar on his left cheek just opened his mouth, but was glared back by another man.

Zhou Xue said unhurriedly: "At that time, the number of corpses was just right. After checking the file, I found out that there was also a child from the neighbor's house who died in the fire that night. There is only one possibility."

Li Juan is still alive.

The fish that slipped through the net.

At that time, she hadn't come to Madam's side, and it was another person who dealt with these matters, but he was too careless, and more than one incident went wrong, which finally aroused Madam's dissatisfaction.

After she came to Madam's side, she gradually started to take care of these things. That person left a lot of mess back then, and Li Juan was one of them.

She didn't know how much Li Juan knew about what happened back then, but she was always a disaster when she was alive.

"But my second brother and I have inquired around in Four Seasons Town, and there is no clue at all. Mount Baitou is bare, and there is nothing except a nunnery..."

Zhou Xue's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the two people behind him stopped.

In the cold underground passage, the wind gusts, ghosts and wolves howl indistinctly, and the lights above the head are on and off, giving one a creepy feeling.

"What did you just say? Nunnery?" Zhou Xue asked suddenly.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he stammered: "Bai... Baitou Mountain, there is only one nun... Nunnery."

"Lonely Moon?"

The man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Sister Zhou, do you know?"

Zhou Xue's eyes suddenly sank, no matter how many investigations, the spearhead was aimed at Ji Yueyi.

Ming Jing was created by Ji Yue, and Madam placed high hopes on her.

The dean was waiting at the exit, and when he saw the woman walking out with a calm face, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly bowed down respectfully.

"Take care of me, if you die, you won't live." The woman's cold voice fell, and the dean's heart beat wildly, so he hurriedly responded.

He picked up the umbrella in the corner and handed it over with both hands: "It's raining outside, don't get drenched."

Zhou Xue walked outside the house, the slanting wind was blowing in with the drizzle, and the night was cold and deep.

This boundless long night stirred up the cold wind and strong rain, making people's hearts feel heavier and heavier.

She took out her mobile phone from her bag and dialed a number: "Check, Ji Yueyue, the five teachers and sisters, check all of them."

Zhou Xue walked into the rain, Xie Wei hurriedly opened the umbrella and held it above Zhou Xue's head.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Zhou Xue stopped and took out an old mobile phone from her bag.

A work phone and a personal phone.

The ringtone is a sweet singing voice of a little girl, cute and aura, but it has a weird feeling when you hear it in this cold madhouse surrounded by cold.

Xie Wei shivered subconsciously.

Zhou Xue's cold eyebrows and eyes softened instantly, and she connected the phone: "Fangfang, it's so late and you haven't slept yet."

I don't know what the person on the phone said, but the woman laughed, "You grow up healthy and happy, this is the best birthday present for my aunt."

"Baby, go to bed early, my aunt will visit you when she's done working."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Xue got into the car, "Go back."

Xie Wei put away the umbrella, and the two got into the car, leaving as silently as when they came.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the dean stood under the eaves, watching the car gradually turn into a blurred will-o'-the-wisp in the rainy night.

The little nurse beside him asked in a low voice, "Dean, who is she?"

The dean turned around with his hands behind his back, and hummed from his nostrils: "People who can't be offended."

The woman lying on the ground without making a sound suddenly moved her finger.

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This night, the rain in Jiangzhou was extremely heavy, and the rain lasted for three days.

Three days later, on the twenty-fifth day, the sky cleared.

It was the weekend, and the magpies were chirping early in the morning.

Countless media reporters rushed to Jiangzhou Shangdu Hotel with long guns and short cannons.

Today's press conference is also the handover ceremony of the new president of the Jockey Club.

Generally, this kind of more formal event is not very popular, and it is official and formal, and the public does not like to watch it.

But this time is different, the new president is extremely popular on the Internet, the top of the younger generation.

She can occupy all the entertainment, commerce, and people's livelihood sectors by herself, and there is no one else.

A few days ago, the official news was released. This press conference was broadcast live by Apple Video, a subsidiary of Shenzhou Group. outsider fields.

The press conference started at nine o'clock, and everyone on the big weekend didn't sleep in anymore. They were already waiting in the live broadcast room at seven o'clock, and the number of people surged to more than one million in a short while. It was still a cold winter morning on the big weekend.

At 7:30, the hotel staff began to check every corner of the meeting room. Last night, they were notified that the press conference was of high standard, and many leaders would be present. It is important to ensure the safety of the venue.

Not only that, the hotel also temporarily recruited a lot of security guards, but the police arrived before the arrangements were made, and the on-site security was taken over by plainclothes police.

Every reporter and cameraman who enters or exits will check their equipment and work permits, and then they will be released after registration.

These media people were a little flustered when they saw such a big battle.

Isn't it just a normal press conference? It's as if you're here with the boss.

——

The sun was shining brightly outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Jiang Chunlan took a sip of coffee, and the kitchen brought her bird's nest.

In order to maintain her figure, she never smoked rice noodles, so she still has the same skin condition at forty as she was in her twenties.

Jiang Jinchen came down from upstairs, "Morning."

Jiang Chunlan frowned and looked at him: "Did you stay up late last night?"

Jiang Jinchen pulled out his chair and sat down: "There will be a model competition in a few days, and I checked some literature overnight."

In front of him was his favorite breakfast.

"Thank you, Miss Hua."

Jiang Chunlan ordered: "Sister Hua, make him some nourishing soup to nourish his body. I have ignored you for a few days, and he has become thinner."

"Yes, ma'am."

Jiang Jinchen thought of something, glanced at Jiang Chunlan, saw her exquisite and elegant dress, and asked, "Will you go to today's press conference?"

Jiang Chunlan nodded, glanced at him, and suddenly smiled and said, "Why, are you interested too?"

Jiang Jinchen pursed his lips, lowered his head and ate breakfast in silence.

Although Jiang Jinchen doesn't like to talk, how could Jiang Chunlan, the son born to him, not understand his thoughts, and said with a smile, "Clean up after dinner and come with me. Today's press conference is very high-standard. Not going."

Jiang Jinchen didn't say a word, but he ate faster.

At this moment, Zhou Xue walked in quickly and whispered a word to Jiang Chunlan. Jiang Chunlan's hand shook, and the coffee almost spilled on her expensive velvet cheongsam.

"Madam be careful."

Zhou Xue took the coffee cup and put it on the dining table.

Jiang Chunlan's complexion sank for a moment, "Come with me to the study."

Jiang Jinchen frowned as he watched the two leave in a hurry.

He has good hearing, and he seems to have heard a familiar name just now.

Putting down the chopsticks, Jiang Jinchen glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and followed silently.

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"Madam, please don't get angry. There is no evidence yet. After all, many places do not make sense... But it is certain that Miss Mingjing is not the real daughter of the Zhu family."

Zhou Xue found out about the private detective hired by Lin Qing at the beginning. This kind of person would say anything if he gave him a little profit.

"Although she is not the real daughter of the Zhu family, she is probably not the person you are looking for. After all, the age is wrong. I think Miss Ming Jing's twin sisters are very suspicious. Their school age is listed as nine years old, but their height They don't look like their peers at all, they entered the first year of junior high school in September this year, and their grades are very good, if it wasn't for a special investigation, it would be impossible to find that they are two or three years younger than their peers."

Zhou Xue took out a photo and put it in front of Jiang Chunlan. In the photo, there were a pair of twin sisters with identical faces, wearing school uniforms. One was lively and lovely, and the other was calm and steady.