Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

After Cheng Jin finished speaking, Cheng Jun didn't say anything, still looking at the direction outside the door.

For a long while, he turned to Cheng Jin and said quietly: "He wants to see me?"

The study was quiet, and there was no sound outside the door. Cheng Jun's remarks made some sarcasm.

"Tomorrow, the group headquarters." Cheng Jin lowered his eyes.

Cheng Jun smiled. He glanced at Cheng Jin, his eyes were very pale, and he didn't say anything in the end. He just spoke at will: "I know."

After he finished, he opened the door and walked in the direction of Qin Ran.

Cheng Jin was still standing, looking at Cheng Jun's back, he could not help but pursed his lips.

**

Cheng Mu's collection room.

Qin Ran is still studying some rusty locks.

This was left by Chen Shulan, she did not want to break it with brute force, but Chen Shulan did not leave her key.

Just when she wanted to find an unlocking expert, Cheng Jun squatted down beside her: "Do you want to unlock?"

"Well," Qin Ran still squatted in the same place, and fiddled with it a little bit. The lock is quite retro, and I don't know why there are so many rust marks.

She was thinking about it, Cheng Jun reached out and took the box out of her hand and looked at it, "The spring bead is locked and can be opened."

He said, asking Cheng Mu to bring the toolbox.

Then he took the wooden box outside, put the wooden box on the table, and opened a chair by himself.

Qin Ran sat behind him and faced him, his hand resting on his chin, and looked at him curiously, "Can you open it?"

She feels that she has learned enough and chaos. What are the messes that Cheng Jun has learned?

Who can link the doctor to the locksmith?

It seems that Qin Hanqiu has also said that his economics is also good.

"It's okay, study for a while." Cheng Jun glanced at her, speaking slowly.

Cheng Mu took out the toolbox, Cheng Jun reached over and flipped inside, found two paper clips, slender fingers slightly squeezed, straightened easily, and then bent the end into a tiny arc.

He also took out a wrench and inserted one end into the lock cylinder.

Qin Ran had not studied the structure of these locks, and in her eyes, there was no lock that would not beat.

I didn't see how he operated at this time.

A pair of eyes just looked at Cheng Jun. He was always lazy in doing things on weekdays. It seems that most things can be expected, and he is not very concerned about it.

At this time, his eyes were low, his sharp profile was a little light, and he was confident.

"Kap--"

The lock is opened.

Cheng Jun threw paper clips and wrenches into the toolbox and lifted his chin towards Qin Ran. His fingertips tapped on the blue box: "Take it."

Qin Ran had no precautions against Cheng Juncheng, so he opened the lid of the box.

There is a document inside, like a research report, and a piece of metal like dark black. I don't know if it has been left for a few years, and there is no trace of rust.

Seeing these, Cheng Mu didn't see anything.

When Chen Shulan and Ning Wei were in Yuncheng, Cheng Mu saw that the two were not like ordinary people, but they didn't guess what was wrong.

Of course, he couldn't see it at this time. He just looked down at the wooden box, and then looked back.

Continue to go back to the room and read the pile of books Qin Ran gave him.

Qin Ran looked at the research document and pursed his lips, knowing that it should be the last thing left by Grandpa.

She flipped behind her, brought the document and the piece of metal, and turned to a slightly yellow letter at the bottom of the box.

Just taking out the letter to read, Cheng Jun suddenly held Qin Ran's right hand.

Qin Ran looked up and looked at Cheng Jun, raising his eyebrows.

"Take it back to the room." Cheng Jun didn't look at her. His eyes were only on the piece of metal in the box. After a long while, he looked up. "Your grandfather... really..."

He didn't know what language to describe, but his dark eyes were shining with respect.

"Yes." Qin Ran didn't ask anything.

She snapped the box.

The two went upstairs together.

After Cheng Jun went out, Cheng Jin went to Cheng Mu's collection room and watched Cheng Mu sitting cross-legged on the ground reading comics. He calmed his face and asked, "Ouyang Wei has contacted you recently?"

"No," Cheng Mu looked up and looked at Cheng Jin in surprise. "You won't let me contact her."

He hasn't figured out why yet.

Cheng Jin thoughtfully hummed, "Yes, you are right."

"Ah, yes, brother, you wait, I'll transfer some money for you." Cheng Mu remembered one thing. He took out his mobile phone and transferred 20 million to Cheng Jin.

Cheng Mu has to go through a lot of procedures to transfer money, not as fast as Cheng Jin, 20 million, it is estimated that it will take a few hours to verify to get to the account.

But Cheng Jin saw a hundred million in Cheng Mu's account. He paused and was surprised: "Where did you get so much money?"

"Miss Qin taught me." Cheng Mu lifted his chin, and it seemed quite complacent.

Seeing Cheng Mu like this, Cheng Jin simply said nothing.

He stood up and went straight out the door.

**

"I went to the study to deal with something." Back upstairs, Cheng Jun glanced at Qin Ran and reached out to touch her cheek. "Don't think too much, just do whatever you want."

After thinking for a while, he lowered his head, "It's better to follow me recently."

Qin Ran looked at him, Xu Lao said to her before.

She nodded and wanted to ask Cheng Jun if she knew what was in the box.

But looking at Cheng Jun's reaction, she probably could guess, he must know.

She turned around and walked to the room thoughtfully.

"Forget it," Cheng Jun looked at her back and thought about it. She stretched out her hand and pulled her back again. "Go to the study together."

What Chen Shulan left behind is indeed Ning Ling's research material.

Qin Ran sat on the desk in the study and looked at the information above.

There is indeed another list as Xu Lao said.

Chen Shulan has been Ning Ling's assistant. Fang Zhenbo called Chen Shulan Professor Chen at Chen Shulan's funeral, obviously recognizing her.

Cheng Jun drove a computer and pulled a video with M Zhou Chengshui.

After the meeting, he went out and answered the phone.

Qin Ran sits on a chair, looking at Cheng Jun's back, knocking on the list left by Chen Shulan with one hand, thinking a little.

I haven't figured out anything yet, and the mobile phone at hand rang.