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Chapter 421 Unique 1 No 2 (22)
Chapter 421 Unique (22)
But when the previous president passed away, the original owner was sixteen, and Shisu was only eight years old, and they were still very young, so they were handed over to the original owner.
Originally, the original owner planned to hand over Shisu to her when she grew up, but unfortunately, Shisu is not sensible.
Shisu stood in front of the desk with her head down, compared to when she first met her, she seemed much depressed.
During this time, people always ask how old is she?Why didn't you go to school?Is school on holiday?
As soon as they heard that she had dropped out of school, they all began to keep silent, and some people persuaded her to go back to school, saying that she was still young.
They were all well-intentioned, but it made her feel more uncomfortable than looking down on her.
She seemed to have begun to feel inferior invisibly, and regretted her choice.
Not being in school does not mean that she is free, but it means that she has to start to be responsible for herself and take on her own responsibilities.
But now she can't save face, and she can't afford to bear all this. She can't even read a document.
Han Jin pushed forward the document with the portrait.
"Investigate the identity of this person and give it to me when I come back."
Ten Su raised his head, reached out to open the folder, and moved his lips to say something.
Han Jin seemed to know what she was going to say, and casually knocked on the table.
"You are now an employee of the company, and you have no right to refuse work."
Shisu pursed her lips, picked up the document, and muttered in a low voice, "I see."
"Go down then."
As Han Jin said, he looked down at the computer with a cold expression, as if he was just ordering an ordinary employee.
Ten Su suddenly wanted to cry.
My sister seems to be getting farther and farther away from her...
"Why don't you leave?"
Han Jin raised his head, saw the girl's slightly red eye circles, and sighed helplessly.
Why cry, I don't care about you.
Ten Su sniffed, picked up the file and left the office.
*
After Shi Su left, Han Jin looked at the information on the computer and narrowed his eyes.
The man in the portrait is called Fang Zhong, a worker who died in an accident three years ago. It is said that he fell from upstairs while working.
Some of the information is on an internal website, and the information on it should be about organ trafficking.
There are more than 100 active users on the website, and some people often post pictures with disembowelled photos.
Han Jin sat up straight and typed a few times on the keyboard.
Leave this to someone else.
She is a bit troublesome...
Fang Zhong's information is still encrypted on the website, and it seems that his status is not low.
It was a crime committed by a gang, but there is nothing about demons on the website, which means that not many people know about it.
Han Jin searched for the address below, and followed the location on the tablet.
The place is getting more and more remote, the road has become a bumpy path, the high-rise buildings have become one-story houses, and the tallest building is only three floors.
When he got to the place, Han Jin put away the tablet and got out of the car.
The scenery here is not as desolate as the road. There are many small three-storey bungalows, the path has been repaired flat, and a circle of poplar trees are planted on the edge, which is a bit relaxing.
What's more interesting is that there is a lot of power for demons to cultivate here. If this is the base camp of that group of people, then it is quite the right place to choose.
Han Jin casually walked to the door of the small building, approached, and heard the sound of the TV coming from inside.
She reached out and knocked on the door.
"Is anyone here?"
The TV went silent, and after a while, someone came to open the door, and it was only opened a crack.
Fang Zhong looked out through the slit and saw that it was a beautiful woman, so he became more vigilant.
(End of this chapter)
But when the previous president passed away, the original owner was sixteen, and Shisu was only eight years old, and they were still very young, so they were handed over to the original owner.
Originally, the original owner planned to hand over Shisu to her when she grew up, but unfortunately, Shisu is not sensible.
Shisu stood in front of the desk with her head down, compared to when she first met her, she seemed much depressed.
During this time, people always ask how old is she?Why didn't you go to school?Is school on holiday?
As soon as they heard that she had dropped out of school, they all began to keep silent, and some people persuaded her to go back to school, saying that she was still young.
They were all well-intentioned, but it made her feel more uncomfortable than looking down on her.
She seemed to have begun to feel inferior invisibly, and regretted her choice.
Not being in school does not mean that she is free, but it means that she has to start to be responsible for herself and take on her own responsibilities.
But now she can't save face, and she can't afford to bear all this. She can't even read a document.
Han Jin pushed forward the document with the portrait.
"Investigate the identity of this person and give it to me when I come back."
Ten Su raised his head, reached out to open the folder, and moved his lips to say something.
Han Jin seemed to know what she was going to say, and casually knocked on the table.
"You are now an employee of the company, and you have no right to refuse work."
Shisu pursed her lips, picked up the document, and muttered in a low voice, "I see."
"Go down then."
As Han Jin said, he looked down at the computer with a cold expression, as if he was just ordering an ordinary employee.
Ten Su suddenly wanted to cry.
My sister seems to be getting farther and farther away from her...
"Why don't you leave?"
Han Jin raised his head, saw the girl's slightly red eye circles, and sighed helplessly.
Why cry, I don't care about you.
Ten Su sniffed, picked up the file and left the office.
*
After Shi Su left, Han Jin looked at the information on the computer and narrowed his eyes.
The man in the portrait is called Fang Zhong, a worker who died in an accident three years ago. It is said that he fell from upstairs while working.
Some of the information is on an internal website, and the information on it should be about organ trafficking.
There are more than 100 active users on the website, and some people often post pictures with disembowelled photos.
Han Jin sat up straight and typed a few times on the keyboard.
Leave this to someone else.
She is a bit troublesome...
Fang Zhong's information is still encrypted on the website, and it seems that his status is not low.
It was a crime committed by a gang, but there is nothing about demons on the website, which means that not many people know about it.
Han Jin searched for the address below, and followed the location on the tablet.
The place is getting more and more remote, the road has become a bumpy path, the high-rise buildings have become one-story houses, and the tallest building is only three floors.
When he got to the place, Han Jin put away the tablet and got out of the car.
The scenery here is not as desolate as the road. There are many small three-storey bungalows, the path has been repaired flat, and a circle of poplar trees are planted on the edge, which is a bit relaxing.
What's more interesting is that there is a lot of power for demons to cultivate here. If this is the base camp of that group of people, then it is quite the right place to choose.
Han Jin casually walked to the door of the small building, approached, and heard the sound of the TV coming from inside.
She reached out and knocked on the door.
"Is anyone here?"
The TV went silent, and after a while, someone came to open the door, and it was only opened a crack.
Fang Zhong looked out through the slit and saw that it was a beautiful woman, so he became more vigilant.
(End of this chapter)
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