The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 217 Lin Yurong's Information
"Peace talisman, peach blossom talisman, and luck talisman. There are thirty pieces. If you need them, you can just let them buy them. If you are willing to come to the Sunshine Temple to burn incense, you can give them a little bit cheaper, and you have to let the ancestors buy them." Receive some incense from Master."

Jiang Li took out all three kinds of talismans, put them on the table, and let Xia Xin look at the talismans.

Xia Xin looked at the three stacks of thick talisman papers, and secretly thought, with so many talismans, they still have to be sold for a while, right?
Master used to often draw some talismans and sell them, but the sales speed was very slow.

At that time, Master only cost 80 yuan for a talisman, and it was very slow to sell.

Like the price offered by the ancestors, it will only be slower.

Xia Xin looked at the only bully he found on the phone, and it would be very difficult to find the second bully.

Jiang Li didn't care what he thought, put the talisman paper on the table, and she sat down beside her, drinking tea slowly.

at the same time.

Fu Shiyan met Duan Jianchuan early in the morning.

"Third brother, the matter you asked me to investigate is a bit clueless." Duan Jianchuan took a piece of information and put it in front of Fu Shiyan, "Fu Yuxing from Santang's uncle's family is now in H city, because Santang uncle gave H city The university donated a building, so Fu Yuxing successfully entered the university in H city, now he is a junior and is about to graduate, and there is a girl named Lin Yurong in H city."

Fu Shiyan flipped through the files, his eyes sank, "There is no file about Lin Yurong?"

Duan Jianchuan lowered his voice, "It's strange that this matter is in this place. I checked a lot of information, and I asked internal staff to help me check the admission information of City H in recent years, only to find such a person named Lin Yurong, but I only know The name, there is no information related to Lin Yurong in the student information of the university in H City. I asked someone to find out among the students. Many people avoid Lin Yurong when they hear the name Lin Yurong, and they don’t want to mention it at all. I still met a freshman who said that she had heard from a senior from her hometown that Lin Yurong committed suicide."

"suicide?"

Fu Shiyan put the information back on the table, "Are you sure it was suicide?"

"I heard from the students that this is the case." Duan Jianchuan said in a deep voice, "But if it is suicide, there is no need to completely destroy Lin Yurong's information."

Fu Shiyan nodded slightly.

indeed.

To put it bluntly, there are often news of suicides in universities. No school will erase all the materials and traces of students who committed suicide. This is also illegal.

It's just suicide, there's no need to make it like this.

Even they couldn't find any news.

This handwriting was not made casually.

"Third brother, you suddenly asked me to investigate Fu Yuxing and Lin Yurong, and now I found out that Lin Yurong had committed suicide—is Fu Yuxing related to Lin Yurong's death?"

Duan Jianchuan is shrewd and sophisticated in his work. After getting this information, he made some guesses.

Otherwise, it is impossible for the third brother to suddenly find out an unrelated little girl.

Fu Shiyan didn't answer but instead asked, "How has Fu Yuxing been doing these years?"

"Uncle Santang is just such a son, and he has always loved him too much. I heard that Fu Yuxing was jealous with a man for a girl a few years ago. He got into a car accident while racing and lay in the hospital for a year. It shows that there is something wrong with his personality." Duan Jianchuan said calmly. Without any waves, as if reciting materials, he said.

Fu Shiyan had a half-smile, "My third uncle, he didn't have much success in his life, and it looks like his son is useless."

"Third brother, why did you start investigating Fu Yuxing all of a sudden?" Duan Jianchuan still couldn't figure it out, and had some guesses: "Could it be that the matter about the ancestral grave...was done by Uncle Santang's family?"

(End of this chapter)