I go north, you go south

Chapter 209
Ling Bei's breathing accelerated involuntarily, and when he looked at the woman in the photo again, he felt a little inexplicably familiar.

"Your coffee."

Just when Ling Bei's attention was about to fall completely into memory to find information about the woman, the waiter's polite voice unexpectedly interrupted Ling Bei's thoughts.

"Well, thank you." Ling Bei nodded slightly, and turned off the phone screen casually, still with an expression of indiscriminate happiness and anger.

The strong and bitter taste of black coffee diffused along with the heat.

Ling Bei didn't pick it up to taste, but just waited quietly for two seconds, letting the mellow aroma of black coffee fill his nose.

"I have to rely on this thing to refresh myself." Ling Bei bent his lips helplessly, staring at the coffee in front of him and fell into a short thought.

He really hasn't had much rest for two days.Although Ling Bei has long been accustomed to the high-intensity work and poor-quality rest on weekdays, the restlessness for two consecutive days still makes him feel particularly tired now.

I have to admit that he was really distracted just now.

The strong aroma of coffee overflowed, Ling Bei's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, but he still decided to pick up the coffee cup in front of him and take a sip.

Ling Bei has actually quit coffee for many years. After all, with his mental state, caffeine will hurt him more than ordinary people.

And today is obviously not a time to be willful.

But when the long-lost bitterness completely permeated Ling Bei's mouth, his somewhat mechanized brain did gradually wake up.

Ling Bei took a deep breath, then picked up the mobile phone on the table again, and reopened the photos, hoping to find some new clues.

It's just that this time his gaze was directly locked on the inscription on the chest of the young woman in the photo.

Ling Bei kept zooming in on the photo, hoping to see the pattern on the inscription clearly.He always felt that this inscription seemed to be a bit familiar. Maybe as long as the information on this inscription was confirmed, the information on this group of people could also be found at the same time.

However, the dim lighting and the unsatisfactory shooting environment made it difficult for Ling Bei to see clear details directly from the blurred photos, so he immediately took screenshots of the key parts of the photos and sent them to Ren along with the original pictures. Chin.

"Hello, Ren Qin."

After sending the picture, Ling Bei quickly received a call from Ren Qin: "How's the situation? Can you find the exact information about those few details?"

"Mr. Ling, I have already sent you specific pictures about the inscription and the special way of binding it."

Ren Qin's tone seemed a little different and serious: "But we may not be able to find the relevant introduction."

"Can't find it?" This conclusion caught Ling Bei unexpectedly, but when he opened the picture Ren Qin sent him full of doubts, he instantly understood what the other party meant.

Ling Bei's hands began to tremble unconsciously.

"Mr. Ling." Ren Qin seemed to have sensed Ling Bei's strange silence, so he spoke after deliberation: "Although we can't find out the specific information about these things, you should know the relevant information very well, right?

"After all...these all come from Rongcheng, from the Ling family."

There was no answer on the phone for a long time.

After a long while, when Ling Bei calmed down silently, he heard obvious sarcasm in his tone: "So what if I come from the Ling family? Even Ling Qianshan has broken off ties with the Ling family for more than 20 years. Besides my surname , what can you know more than you?"

(End of this chapter)