In fact, there is no need for Yan Suizhi to talk about the handwriting, Gu Yan also knows it, and it must not be compared.
Otherwise, the Jiucheng government must be the first to find out who the other party is. After all, many government personnel in that session were planted in misuse of funds, not to mention other people whose interests were damaged.
There will always be people who hold grudges about it.
In this way, it is also prescient that Anonymous protects their information so well.
"Go back and show these to Joe later." Yan Suizhi said, "Let's see if he has another way."
"Um."
It is not difficult for Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan to compare handwriting. But Joe's side is more networked, and he may be able to get some other information by casting a wide net.
The two walked along the river, and the street lamp cast a long shadow behind them.
Gu Yan suddenly said, "That's why you don't like Jiucheng?"
Yan Suiyi was stunned: "What?"
"Your parents." Gu Yan put away the screen, "They invested so much money in the wine city, but they got such results."
Obviously it was a charity, but it was spent in a dark and dirty place.
Yan Suizhi shook his head, "Actually no, it's just a stupid thing done by some people, and it won't make the whole wine city memorize it."
Gu Yan: "Why is that?"
Yan Suizhi thought for a while, and said solemnly, "Because it's really sour."
Gu Yan: "..."
"Do you know how long it takes for a person with an extremely sensitive sense of smell and taste to stand on this planet? It's fortunate that there's no wind tonight, otherwise I'll have to hold my breath when it blows, those streets and corners, It takes a lot of courage to look at it.”
Yan Sui finished picking up and down, and said: "Fortunately, you chose this road, at least it's clean. If it's any other street, then I might pull you back and run back."
"… "
Gu Yan imagined following his description, and the picture was intoxicating.
"You hate the wine city so much, why don't you forget this place when you donate money?"
In fact, not only did he not forget this place, but Yan Suizhi had a preference for Yuncao Welfare Institute. Even if it was closed for a while, he still did not forget to leave a copy for it when the inheritance was distributed.
Gu Yan thought about it for a while, the twenty-year-old Yan Suizhi pinched her nose and sullen her face, but she had to run to the orphanage here. That scene was... quite interesting.
"It's not illegal." Yan Suizhi said, "Also, if you talk to the old dean a little more, you will know that the name Yuncao came from my parents and another anonymous person. I When he went to the orphanage for the first time, he talked to me about it. When the orphanage was in its infancy, he received congratulatory emails from both parties, discussed the situation, and finally adopted the name."
Although cloud grass is called grass, it is actually a flower. The seedlings are very inconspicuous, but the survival rate is high, no matter how they are transplanted and moved. When it grows into full bloom, each lace is glowing with tobacco gold, like a flowing cloud and morning glow bordered by the sun, very brilliant.
Its flower language is always hope.
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The end of this winding walk along the river is the beach in front of the hotel.
When Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan walked there, they happened to bump into Laura who came over.
She looked like she just got out of the car with the suitcase in her hand, "Huh? Are you outside? Where are Qiao and Ke Jin?"
"They are in the hotel." Gu Yan said, "You arrived so early? I thought it was almost midnight."
Laura was about to open her mouth to say something, but her eyes fell on the hands of the two.
Her expression looked like she had stepped on a ghost. She blinked for a long time, and finally couldn't help revealing the nature of her student days, and said unsteadily: "Oh my mother!"
Yan Suizhi calmly said, "I don't dare to do it."
Laura: "… "
Gu Yan: "..."
He has a headache.
"Go up and talk about it." Gu Yan said angrily, went over with Yan Suizhi, and took Laura's suitcase and bag.
Master Qiao has always had a hobby. When traveling with friends, he likes to book large villas or whole-floor suites. He likes the feeling that everyone lives in one house and shares the restaurant kitchen. No matter how bad the house is, there must be a corridor connecting each other.
In his words, the house he lived in when he was a child was too big and the family was too small.
So this time, the hotel is still a villa. Gu Yan and Yan Suizhi are arranged on the second floor, and Laura is on the third floor.
After entering the door, Laura was distracted by Joe and Ke Jin, walked over and gave the two friends a comforting hug.
"I never thought it would be like this," Laura said. "Have you checked?"
Ke Jin was held in a daze. Although the atmosphere of Kitty Bell's house made him feel good, he was still trapped in a layer of cocoon and couldn't understand why he was hugged and patted twice.
After Laura withdrew, he thought about it for a while, but he didn't understand, so he turned his head and walked straight to the corner of the living room, found a single sofa to nest in, and quietly looked at a floor lamp.
After he sat down, the others followed suit and sat down on the sofa one after another.
The relatively simple electronic waiter in the wine city beeped twice and automatically picked up a few cups of hot coffee and delivered it.
Laura and the others who deal with various case evidence all year round are always more sensitive, and they don't like this kind of electronic waiter very much, because it is difficult to say whether they will be implanted with any monitoring and monitoring program.
Joe turned off the electronic waiter habitually, and then said to Laura: "I have found a lot of friends, and I am checking. There should be some results one after another in the past few days. Just wait. By the way, how did you get it? So early?"
Laura was reminded by this sentence, raised her finger and said mysteriously: "Because I took a trip to a very special transport plane."
"What's the meaning?"
"It's a long story," Laura said, "I wanted to come over as soon as possible after receiving your communication, so I contacted a friend who is engaged in interstellar transportation, and he can always contact a private shuttle at the right time to take me downwind. But today... guess what? Decama's private interstellar route has been quietly taken."
"Occupy?" Qiao wondered: "When I contacted the people at the port in the afternoon, there was no news yet."
"It's just at night. I didn't have this problem when I first contacted. I was already at the port, and I was temporarily told to make adjustments." Laura said, "Generally speaking, a port as big as Decama has daily It's a private shuttle. Isn't it weird that there isn't one tonight?"
"really."
"So, I think it's very strange." Laura said, "I happened to hear some wind in the afternoon, and the Cliffs' large-scale transport planes entered the port, plus what you told me about Ke Jin, I will conspiracy theory. After getting into the gate, I used a little cleverness and entered the private airline connection port."
"and then?"
"Then I found out that there were actually shuttles leaving and calling at the port," Laura said. "I thought about it, and it was obvious that there were but they didn't, which meant there was something I didn't want to be known about. I just thought about it. They simply sneaked into a group of people passing through the wine city."
"What are you?" the three listening asked almost simultaneously.
"Infiltrated into one of the classes." Laura said, "Don't you believe in my skills?"
Gu Yan pinched his eyebrows: "Miss Laura, do you know what danger is?"
Joe wiped his face: "when did she know."
Laura: "Tut—what are you doing?"
"Then what do you think we will do? Is it really brave to praise you?" Joe stared at Laura for a long time with a pained expression on his face, and said sullenly: "Forget it, I can't stare at you, you continue to say."
Laura said with satisfaction: "The shuttle I was on was the most common private shuttle from the outside, but inside... You know, the feeling of sailing in a transport plane is completely different from a normal shuttle, so As soon as I started it, I knew that the transport plane had a fake shell. There were a lot of people on the shuttle, and they didn't all know each other, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get in. There are a few people in the middle who have been communicating , confirming the heading and time of arrival and things like that, and mentioning what they were carrying."
"What?" Joe said. "The private shuttle is not very big, and the transport plane should at least look like a shell. What big things can it transport?"
"So it's not a big thing." Laura said, "According to what I observed along the way, I analyzed it, and the things they transported should be placed in the cooling compartment of the shuttle, and the unit they used was 'branch', I also mentioned some words like physiological reactions, whether it is refrigeration or sticks and those reactions, I always think of some injections and things like medicine.”
Joe frowned, "It's medical again? Could it have something to do with Manson? On the same day, it's medical supplies, isn't it just a coincidence? There are medicines in the batch of things that Cliff helped him to transport."
"Yes!" Laura said, "The point is, when the wine city landed, they unloaded a batch of goods. I saw that they were packed in a special safe, about ten boxes. When we landed, the The general cargo plane of Reeve's family also arrived, and left the gate at the same time. The best thing is that the safe used in the medicine of Cliff's fair luck is exactly the same as the smuggled batch. "
The most advantageous point of Cliff's freight is that the goods do not need to be screened, but a random inspection system.
If the smuggled goods are mixed into the public transport goods, as long as the random inspections are all public transport parts, then the whole batch of goods will be considered qualified.
"So I understand!" Laura finished, and added: "It's very troublesome to get out of the gate. I was afraid of monitoring signals or something, so I didn't dare to call you, now I know why I didn't say a word. Did you go pick it up?"
This lady is not afraid of death, and her tone is still faintly proud.
Yan Suizhi looked at the former student, and finally couldn't hold back: "It's a miracle that you can sit here alive."
Laura sat next to him, she raised her eyebrows to look at him when she heard the words, then put on the appearance of "big sister", reached out and pinched Yan Suizhi's face and said, "Hey, little intern, by the ice It doesn't matter if the scum is kidnapped, don't imitate his mean mouth."
As soon as she pulled her hand away, she found that Gu Yan, the ice scum, was looking at her with an indescribable look.
How should I put it... a bit like going to the grave.
The one who responded the most was Joe.
The young master just took a sip of coffee, and for some reason sprayed it all over the floor.