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Chapter 1010 Clues are complicated and confusing (1)

but.

It's too late to pursue anything now.

Because the other party had already escaped last time.

If nothing else.

It was the kind that was profiled according to Yang Moyan's calculation.

It's An Mu.

There will be this Thomas and that pedestrian.

Although I don't know how the two parties got involved.

But all you can know is.

It must be not easy.

The clue of what happened 13 years ago has been disconnected for a long time, and Lin Zhaoxia wonders if the appearance of Toms can be reconnected with the clue.

What she still needs to know now is what else Lin Xuantan knows.

Today, no matter what, she will force Lin Xuanchen to tell why he wanted to investigate the incident 13 years ago.

There were footsteps approaching outside the door.Immediately afterwards, Lin Xuanchen's voice came from far to near.

Lin Zhaoxia was still tapping her fingertips on the keyboard.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the back of Mrs. Lin who had been rectified, and began to exit quickly, eliminating traces, and then restored the pages of the notebook.

The sound of footsteps was approaching.

five……

Lin Zhaoxia turned off the laptop.

Four……

The notebook was put back in place.

three……

She brought the hat back with her hand.

two……

The long legs touched the ground lightly, and the swivel chair was pulled backwards a few times by the boy's strength.

There was a certain distance between the desk and her.

One!

Lin Zhaoxia leaned back on the back of the chair, put on her hat, and had a lazy demeanor, as if she really fell asleep, and she kept her movements unchanged for a long time.

Probably the only change is.

There is an extra hat to cover up the face.

As soon as these were done, the footsteps stopped at the door.

It was Lin Xuanchen's voice, asking the person not far away, "Has anyone been here?"

The man replied very respectfully, "No."

Lin Xuanchen nodded, handed the document to the assistant to print, then raised his hand and twisted the handle to open the door.

There was silence in the office.

The light inside is bright.

After all, it is a floor-to-ceiling window.

Only the boy sitting on the swivel chair with a cap on his face was lazily nestled there.

Probably heard voices and doors opening.

Lin Xuanchen saw the young man move, raised his hand to take off the hat covering his face, opened his eyes, hazy, then half-closed his eyes, his pair of peach blossom pupils were shining brightly, and his voice was full of Slightly dumb, "Is it over?"

Lin Xuanchen threw the pen on the table casually, went to pour a glass of water, handed it to Lin Zhaoxia, "You are leisurely, you slept well."

Facts have proved that Lin Zhaoxia's disguise was good, and she easily deceived Lin Xuanchen.

Raising her hand to tie the water glass, she continued, "That's right, what can I do? It's you, did Lin's have any accidents recently?"

As soon as the words came out.

Lin Zhaoxia clearly felt it.

Lin Xuanchen's fingertips, which were about to reach out to organize the scattered files on the desktop, gave a slight pause.

Then he picked up a few documents and stacked them together as if nothing had happened, and said in an elegant and smiling voice, "What can happen to Mrs. Lin? Your brother is in charge, and he is very stable. You can live a life as you want, and food and clothing are enough for you." Spend freely."

Lin Zhaoxia raised the corners of her lips, but did not continue speaking.

After the cooperation is over, Lin Xuantan will have a day off.

There was nothing important in the afternoon, Lin Xuanchen planned the next work, and there was another knock on the door.

Lin Zhaoxia was sitting on the side drinking the water in the cup, waiting for Lin Xuanchen's work to finish and take her back to the main house.

The first thing I thought when I heard the knock on the door was that it seems that the chance of going back to the main house today may not be great.

Looks like it's a case of work again.

Lin Xuantan also raised an eyebrow.

(End of this chapter)