"What's wrong with Yunyun?" Luo Tingsi was a little worried, and Tang Yun's eyes were a little red.

"Is the soup very hot? Brother will change you a bowl?"

"No!" Tang Yun took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, raised his head and drank all the Yuanzi in one breath, and handed the empty bowl back: "Brother, I'm still busy, you go to bed first."

"Yeah." Luo Tingsi didn't ask too much. He would be tolerant of his younger brother and sister and understand: "Yun Yun, no matter how busy he is, he has to rest. His health is important. Do you know?"

Tang Yun nodded with a rare obedient look: "Well, I can."

After closing the door, Tang Yun stared at the door for a while before walking back to the desk.

The cursor on the computer was still flashing. She thought for a while, hurriedly finished the program, then turned off the computer and washed it to sleep.

At this time, the butler knocked on the door of the study, and Luo Tingsi was still working in the study.

"Big Master."

The butler said respectfully.

"Is Yun Yun sleeping?" Luo Tingsi asked with his head up.

"Yes, the eldest master, I just fell asleep."

Luo Tingsi nodded and explained: "I will send Yunyun to school tomorrow."

"Yes, the eldest master."

The moment the door closed, everything fell into silence again, and the phone lit up in the darkness, emitting a striking light.

Tang Yun scanned the message from her own people: "Miss, the time for the Lomei shareholders' meeting has been set. You really want to go? If you reveal your identity, wouldn't everyone know?"

There was a tone of concern in the words.

However, Tang Yun smiled slightly, his dark eyes were full of unrestrained expressions. Thinking of Luo Meimei's nervous face tonight, she replied directly: "Don't worry, I know what to do, just tell Luo Mei, I will definitely arrive!"

It’s time for some people to restrain themselves and recognize who is your immediate boss. Isn’t it good to know?

Tang Yun smiled freely, and she even looked forward to it. She looked forward to seeing Luo Meimei's twisted face, which would be very interesting!

Oh!!

**

At this time, there was a lot of busyness in the police station.

Although the children's racing did not cause any major accidents, a corpse was found near the fire.

That's why the police will be dispatched later.

Qian Xingyang stared at the photo in his hand and frowned slightly.

But before he could say anything, the photo in his hand was pulled away, and then he saw a man with great momentum approaching and pressing over, which was inexplicably frightening.

The tall figure is half a head taller than himself, and his face is stunning. Even if he is a man, he will be amazed at once.

However, although men are exquisite, they are not elegant, but rather cold and arrogant, with a full sense of existence.

"Master Bo!" Qian Xingyang greeted respectfully.

"Yes." Bo Liting nodded casually, his eyes were obscure, making people unable to guess what he was thinking. After only a while, he pressed the photo in his hand on the table and glanced at him with slender eyes: "Looking at the bones in the photo, he must have been dead for more than ten years. Have you found the identity information?"

Qian Xingyang smiled: "Once Bo is not from our police station, but his vision is more experienced than veterans. The white and purple color with strong ultraviolet fluorescence reaction is confirmed to have died for ten years, but it is not certain whether it has anything to do with the case ten years ago. However, we suspect that it should be involved with the case ten years ago."

Hearing this, the man frowned: "Which school is from those students? I want to ask about the situation."

"That's it." Qian Xingyang said: "To be honest, they didn't find any bones. It was because the motorcycle crashed into the mountain and an explosion caused a fire. It was discovered by the firefighters and called the police. It was useless if you asked. Moreover, in order not to alert the snake, we decided not to expose anything and just pretend that nothing had happened."

Bo Liting's long eyes were slightly narrow, and the tail of his eyes raised showed a bit of contempt and sharpness.

Why does he always feel that this person is not telling the truth?

How could such a coincidence be?

No one has found a corpse for ten years, and a few children were knocked out when they were racing?
Chapter completed!