The deceased was the man who broke into Diandian Training Center that night, killed a security guard in the elevator, and committed suicide in a very cruel way in Wei Yan's office.

The profiler looked at the photo, then read the text description next to it, and said, "You are right in summarizing it. He seems to hate himself."

In Suicide Money, the man entered Wei Yan's office and groped around in several corners.

These corners coincided with the corners that Leng Xinyue had gone to before when she came to the Diandian Training Center in the name of visiting Leng Wuyou and then sneaked into Wei Yan's office.

Later there are screenshots of the video of Leng Xinyue groping in these corners.

Ning Xilin looked at the time on the screenshot and frowned: "So she turned bad so early."

"Is she feeling better?" Ye Qingyin asked coldly.

It was all a grudge against the Leng family before. Her surname was Ye, so it was hard to get too involved.

But when this group of people injected G60 neurotoxin into grandma's body, it all became about her.

Finally, the profiler turned to the page about the nursing home.

The profiler's expression became serious and he read every word carefully.

Ning Xilin also became serious.

Wei Yan's cell phone received several new messages, and she lowered her head to click on them.

It was from Atlanta, and Miles' surgery was successful.

To Wei Yan's surprise, there was a photo of Miles lying on the hospital bed, sleeping with his eyes closed.

Wei Yan was surprised and typed and asked: "Where did it come from?"

"Miles ordered his men to post it on social platforms."

"..."

Wei Yan couldn't understand this kind of operation, and she felt that she needed to go to Wu Xinni to ask about this mentality.

However, Miles looked very good on the hospital bed, and it seemed that the operation was indeed a success.

Wei Yan suddenly sneered very softly.

Is this surgery very difficult? Why did it have to be the Ji family in the first place?

Just when she was about to turn off the screen, her phone rang again. This time it was a text message. When she clicked it, it still had a photo of Miles on it.

"Hello Ji Yao, long time no see."

The same hospital bed, the same background, but the difference is that Miles in the photo no longer has his eyes closed.

He opened his eyes and looked at the camera, with a faint smile on his lips.

His eyes were very deep, giving Wei Yan a strange feeling, as if he was staring at Wei Yan through this lens.

Wei Yan frowned, saved the photo, and then deleted the text message.

Ye Qingyin was puzzled: "Sister Yan Yan, why do you want to save his photo?"

"Useful when necessary, maybe these can become details."

Ye Qingyin nodded: "Yeah, but he's so weird that he actually sent you a photo."

Wei Yan smiled lightly: "It's not surprising. He often called me a long time ago. However, at that time, he didn't know that I was Wei Yan. He only thought that I was Ji Yao."

"Pfft! I thought LH Company had so much magical power that such an unexpected thing would happen. Compared to Ji Yao, Sister Yan Yan is more famous for her "Wei Yan"."

Wei Yan smiled and said, "It's a matter of language and communication."

The profiler had no more questions to ask. After all, the document Ye Qingyin gave was already very detailed.

Therefore, Wei Yan and Ye Qingyin did not stay here longer. After leaving, they drove to the nursing home.

On the way, Ye Qingyin thought for a while and said to Wei Yan: "Sister Yan Yan, wait a minute and it will be the same as before. I'm in the cafe outside. You go in."

"Since you don't want to see Wuyou so much, why do you want to go to the nursing home with me?"

"I really don't want to see her, but Leng Xinyue is very important now... I don't have such long hands to reach Atlanta to deal with Miles. I can only catch one or two within my own reach. Second locust, I can be considered worthy of grandma."

When Ye Qingyin mentioned Grandma Hu, Wei Yan's eyes dimmed.

It wasn't that she couldn't accept the death of an old man, but what she couldn't accept was that an old man passed away in such a tragic way...

"Yes," Wei Yan's voice became heavier, "I can definitely avenge Grandma Hu. Whether it's the locusts in front of me or Miles far away in Atlanta, they all have to pay for Grandma Hu's life."

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