178 Madam, You Dropped Your Ves
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Gu Xichi’s computer was specially meant for the laboratory and had documents with a private watermark that could not be copied and was difficult to remove.
After a while, his former mentor would pester him for his thesis and encourage his students. He was used to it and would look for a document to send out.
That was his standard.
As it was too rushed this time, he sent the report immediately to Qin Ran once he got it.
Gu Xichi reluctantly picked up his phone and opened WeChat. He clicked on Qin Ran’s chat and opened the document—
Her phone vibrated. She looked down and saw the two emojis that Gu Xichi sent her.
Cheng Mu watched as Qin Ling flipped through the pages. He wanted to ask him if he actually knew what he was doing.
1Upon hearing Lu Zhaoying say the name “Gu Xichi,” he almost fell off his stool.
The usual detectives could barely get information on him. Cheng Mu also heard a little about it from Jiang Dongye and knew that Gu Xichi had a few subordinates, including Matthew and people from the slums.
Cheng Juan came back to reality and picked up the printed document.
His gaze moved from the computer screen to Qin Ran’s body. “How do you know Gu Xichi?”
His eyebrows were slightly knitted. He knew more than Cheng Mu and the rest. Gu Xichi meddled with those who walked on the edge of the law and was involved in all sorts of illegal activity. How could Qin Ran have anything to do with him?
In fact…
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Cheng Juan looked at the detailed report. Gu Xichi’s watermark was very obvious and did not seem to hide anything.
Qin Ran slowly lowered her head and sent the photo to Gu Xichi.
Gu Xichi quickly replied to her with a thumbs-up emoji.
Qin Ran did not want to reply to him at all.
Not even a punctuation mark.
Li Dazhuang lived up to his name.
“It’s not 10 pm yet.” Cheng Juan lowered his head and looked at the time on his watch. After that, he glanced at Qin Ran. “Shall we go out for a chat?”
1Qin Ling immediately turned to look at Qin Ran.
He closed his English book.
Qin Ran kept her phone and gave Qin Ling a pinky promise. “Xiao Ling, let me send you back first.”
Qin Ling took the English book, stood up, and followed behind Qin Ran.
Gu Xichi’s computer was specially meant for the laboratory and had documents with a private watermark that could not be copied and was difficult to remove.
After a while, his former mentor would pester him for his thesis and encourage his students. He was used to it and would look for a document to send out.
That was his standard.
As it was too rushed this time, he sent the report immediately to Qin Ran once he got it.
Gu Xichi reluctantly picked up his phone and opened WeChat. He clicked on Qin Ran’s chat and opened the document—
Her phone vibrated. She looked down and saw the two emojis that Gu Xichi sent her.
Cheng Mu watched as Qin Ling flipped through the pages. He wanted to ask him if he actually knew what he was doing.
1Upon hearing Lu Zhaoying say the name “Gu Xichi,” he almost fell off his stool.
The usual detectives could barely get information on him. Cheng Mu also heard a little about it from Jiang Dongye and knew that Gu Xichi had a few subordinates, including Matthew and people from the slums.
Cheng Juan came back to reality and picked up the printed document.
His gaze moved from the computer screen to Qin Ran’s body. “How do you know Gu Xichi?”
His eyebrows were slightly knitted. He knew more than Cheng Mu and the rest. Gu Xichi meddled with those who walked on the edge of the law and was involved in all sorts of illegal activity. How could Qin Ran have anything to do with him?
In fact…
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Cheng Juan looked at the detailed report. Gu Xichi’s watermark was very obvious and did not seem to hide anything.
Qin Ran slowly lowered her head and sent the photo to Gu Xichi.
Gu Xichi quickly replied to her with a thumbs-up emoji.
Qin Ran did not want to reply to him at all.
Not even a punctuation mark.
Li Dazhuang lived up to his name.
“It’s not 10 pm yet.” Cheng Juan lowered his head and looked at the time on his watch. After that, he glanced at Qin Ran. “Shall we go out for a chat?”
1Qin Ling immediately turned to look at Qin Ran.
He closed his English book.
Qin Ran kept her phone and gave Qin Ling a pinky promise. “Xiao Ling, let me send you back first.”
Qin Ling took the English book, stood up, and followed behind Qin Ran.