on the screen with disbelief. Her eyes widened: "Tong Yimo is really dead!"Pei Jinche picked up the shirt from the bed and calmly put it on, responding to Xia Xuanling with a blank expression: "Congra...Tong Yimo walked to Lian Huasheng's laboratory door. She saw that the lab door was ajar, and the sound of the printer could still be heard inside. So she pushed the door open and went in, wanting to turn off the printer.

It must have been a power outage at home just now, causing the printer to suddenly shut down. Now that the power is back on, the printer will continue working.

The window over there was left open, and the papers printed from the printer were scattered all over the floor by the wind.

Tong Yimo squatted down and picked up the papers one by one, while she couldn't help but curiously flip through the contents of the documents.

But, after she went through all the data again, she found that she couldn't understand a single word.

Because, all the data on it is written in Morse code.

This is what era are we in, still using this kind of code to write data Could it be... Is there some unspeakable secret hidden in this data

Never mind, she wouldn't understand anyway and I don't intend to explain it.

After picking up the documents, Tong Yimo got up to close the window, then put the documents back on the printer and turned it off.

Having finished those little tasks, she turned around only to bump into a wall of flesh.

Tong Yimo touched her forehead, stood firm, and looked up.

"Miss, you're so kind, even helping me organize the data!" Lian Huasheng said, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.

"I was just..." Tong Yimo hesitated, then suddenly understood the other meaning in his words, and hurriedly explained, "I'm not here to steal anything!"

"Haha! Miss Lin is taking this too seriously! Anyone who can be brought into my private residence by Ah Chen is naturally someone I trust." Lian Huasheng said with a smile, then walked to the printer and put the stack of documents into the shredder beside him.

Tong Yimo shouldn't have asked, but she couldn't help herself and blurted out: "You and Big Brother, are you both spies"

"An agent!" Lian Huasheng looked at Tong Yimo with surprise. After a moment's pause, he couldn't help but chuckle, "I like that term."

“Are you guys investigating a drug trafficking case” Tong Yimo asked again, her imagination running wild. “Is it like what they show on TV, dealing with drug dealers Or are you searching for evidence of a drug trafficking ring! Perhaps you’re tracking down some kind of drug manufacturing group”

This is not due to her sensitivity, but rather a conclusion she drew by piecing together various things.

For example, the first time she met her elder brother Leng Ye Chen, he was being chased; for another example, after she met Leng Ye Chen, he always came and went without a trace for days; for another example, the poppy field in the mountains behind her hometown also implicated her brother; and so on...

He even Hua Sheng!

It's fine if she borrows her grandmother's Thousand Grass Collection.

They live in West Town, Yun City. While the area ahead is picturesque with mountains and rivers, her grandmother's home lies deep in a mountain range where there are many strange flowers and plants that have no names and haven't been recorded anywhere.

And, they were on the border, where there was often smuggling of those things.

So, Tong Yimo knew all these things, which was no surprise.

But Lian Huasheng looked at Tong Yimo with an expression of disbelief.

This woman's imagination is so rich! But she's also pretty close to the truth. Things like this, he can't hint or make it clear to anyone outside the inner circle.

Fortunately, she Tong Yimò was not an undercover agent sent by the enemy.

He and Leng Yechen were indeed assigned a secret mission by the top executives.

Although Leng Yechen appeared to have retired from the military and entered the business world, he still had a mission within him.

And he Lian Huasheng's task was to assist Leng Yeshen, obey all of Leng Yeshen's arrangements, and by the way, make some extra money to support himself in his retirement.

"Miss, there's something I must tell you. Ah Chen trusts you very much, so everything you see and hear in the private residence must be kept secret. Oh! And by the way! You mustn't breathe a word of it to even your husband, Leng Zhujing! Can you do that" Lian Huasheng asked with a smile.

Tong Yimo nodded.

Then, Lian Huasheng went to the drawer and took out Tong Yimo's grandmother's "Thousand Herbs Collection" and "Medical Records," and returned these two notebooks to Tong Yimo.

Tong Yimo carefully took over her grandmother's relic from her grandmother, holding it in her arms.

Lianhua Sheng suddenly thought of something and took out a key from his pocket, handing it to Tong Yimo: "Could you please hide this key for me! This key is related to the life and death of me and Acheng, you'd better hide it in a place I don't know. After hiding it, don't mention anything about this key to anyone."

"Give it to me to hide!" Tong Yimo was stunned.

Lianhua smiled knowingly and said meaningfully, "Achen's sword has already been passed on to the eldest mistress by Old Master Leng. As for mine, I give it to you because I believe in you. You'll keep your mouth shut, won't you"

Tong Yimo lowered her eyes to look at the key Lian Huasheng handed over, then raised her eyes to look at Lian Huasheng's.

She hesitated for a moment before taking the key from Lian Huasheng's hand.

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