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Chapter 2

The house the intermediary company found for Fang Ning was in a small villa area less than ten kilometers away from the studio.
The house has just been handed over, and the decoration is brand new.
Yesterday the person in charge of the agency went to the hotel and signed the lease agreement with her.
The lease is five years, paid annually.
After getting out of the car and dragging his luggage, he walked along a green belt path, entered the temporary password set in advance by the agency, and Fang Ning's butt finally sat on the sofa in his new home.
The overall decoration of the room is very simple log style, warm tone, open the garden window of the living room on the first floor, there will be a gentle wind blowing in.
She liked this feeling very much, so she settled down without looking at anything else at the time.
Just laying down for a while, the phone in the bag buzzed and vibrated.
Press the answer button, and a voice comparable to a bel canto soprano rushed into the ear.
"Miss Fang.
You are a good person everywhere, but the fact that you don’t reply to WeChat makes me very annoyed.
You don’t even answer the voice calls, so you have to force me, an advanced young man, to look up your antique phone number in the address book.”

The caller was Fang Ning's only best friend, Jiang Moyu.
Mo Yu Mo Yu, when her parents named her at the beginning, they probably wanted her to be a ladylike lady, reserved and introverted.
Unexpectedly, it backfired.
Fang Ning half leaned on the sofa holding the phone and smiled softly, then said softly.
"I really didn't notice."

Jiang Moyu let out a harsh sound.
"I don't understand you anymore.
You said that you are a new dark horse who has both feet in academia, and the trophy has not been cooled yet.
Instead of killing a bloody storm in a metropolis where experts gather, I have to go to a small second-tier city where mental illness is not considered a problem to open a psychological clinic.
Let me interview you, what do you think?"

Fang Ning pressed the speakerphone, put the phone on the table, and poured himself a glass of water slowly.
"Don't underestimate Shencheng, the psychological clinics in the first-tier cities are almost saturated, how much leftovers can I get as a newcomer.
It’s better to find another way to test the water.”

Jiang Moyu rolled his eyes at the phone.
"Your test is that the dilapidated house in the studio only costs more than 20 a year in rent, but how many times did you spend on renovation?
You are not testing the waters, you are trying to take root there."

Fang Ning froze for a moment.
"You know this as well?"

The tone of the person opposite was full of complacency.
"Then take a look, my sister's unique skill is metaphysics, and you don't understand your professional blind spot."

Jiang Moyu, a well-known fashion designer in the industry, has only two hobbies, falling in love and Tarot cards.
Her obsession with tarot cards has reached the point where she has to count when she goes out to take out the trash.
Fang Ning broke through on the spot with all his efforts.
"to be frank."

Jiang Moyu coughed awkwardly.
"You have developed your psychological skills to the end, and you can tell whether the other party is lying or not even if you don't face to face?
Is it a bit too scary, I am afraid to continue loving you.
Having said that, if you want to try the direction of criminal psychology, maybe you can open up another world."

He wanted to complain forcefully, but then Jiang Moyu explained honestly.
"Oh, the design company you're looking for, isn't it a nationwide chain?
I also looked for them for the decoration of my new store, and I said that I just want the plan of your studio.
The person in charge of the big area here not only took out your whole set of design schemes, but also told me about the design concept for more than two hours.
In the budget quotation, I saw how many cents a screw was."

Fang Ning shook his head helplessly.
"Okay, I'll forgive you this time.
The luggage will be delivered soon, and I'm going to tidy up the room.
Are you okay?"

Seeing that Fang Ning was really going to hang up the phone, Jiang Moyu hurriedly let out a cry.
"No, yes, there is something.
Give me a few more minutes."

Fang Ning smiled and said nothing.
"Is there a setting on your WeChat that refuses to allow anyone to add you as a friend? The handsome guy Chen asked me on WeChat several times, and he said he couldn't add you."

Fang Ning raised his eyebrows and deliberately delayed for a few seconds.
"I know the person you're talking about?"

Jiang Moyu was choked and a little out of breath.
"I said Miss Fang, I personally beg you unilaterally.
I beg you to open your eyes and see this wonderful world of flowers and flowers, and those eight-pack abs circling around you, okay?"

Fang Ning couldn't hold back, he laughed so hard that he almost spit out the water he just drank.
"If you want to talk about turning on the screen, I will remember it.
Is the person you are talking about the returnee doctor who stood on the coffee table and danced with his belt at the party before when he got too drunk?"

After wiping the corners of his mouth with a tissue, Fang Ning picked up the phone and walked upstairs.
"From the perspective of physiological structure, eight-pack abs is not easy to come by, but it also means that the height of two-pack abs is added to the upper body.
In the same way, it is equivalent to missing such a section of the leg.
So why did those boyfriends of yours take off their pants only to find out that they had short legs? This may be the problem.”

Jiang Moyu beat his thigh sadly and shouted.
"Fang Ning!
Talking to you for 3 minutes, I need my whole life to heal."

Hanging up the phone with a smile, Fang Ning sent Jiang Moyu a little skull than love on WeChat.
After one o'clock in the afternoon, the people from the moving company delivered the boxes of luggage that had been couriered to the studio before, which was a big project.
It took a lot of effort to finally tidy up the bedroom and cloakroom where I will sleep today, and it was already dark before I knew it.
Stretching my waist and moving my sore joints, my stomach suddenly growled.
He went downstairs with his mobile phone to order takeaway, raised his hand to turn on the TV and played the news as the background sound.
She doesn't have the habit of watching and chasing dramas. In addition to reading professional-related books and patient cases, she usually reads some news and facts.
The TV automatically jumps to the local TV station, which is the evening news time.
After ordering a pizza and some seasonal fruits, I was about to turn around and look for the cutlery in the box at the door, when I heard a standard female announcer's accent on the TV behind me.
"At present, the police have fully controlled the relevant personnel at the scene and are still in the process of gradually investigating.
The two missing children are the shortlisted contestants of the elementary school students' art performance competition held in our city.
Liu Ruotong, female, 9 years old, currently studying in the third grade of No. [-] Primary School in our city.
He is 135cm tall and was wearing a white gauze dress when he disappeared.
Zhang Lan, female, 8 years old, studying in the second grade of No. [-] Primary School in our city.
He is 126cm tall and was wearing a light yellow silk Tang suit when he disappeared.
The locator watches carried by the two missing children last signaled at [-]:[-] am and have since disappeared completely.
If the general public has any clues, please call our special line XXX-XXXXXXXX.
Our news channel and public media accounts on major platforms will follow up the development of the case in real time."

Fang Ning stood where he was, turned his head to look at the enlarged photos of the two little girls on the TV screen, and clenched his fingers slightly.
One of the photos is the little girl with braids who rushed into her arms this morning.
Although she didn't look too closely at the other one, she remembered that when the little girl with sky braids was hiding in the teacher's arms, she even grabbed the little girl's hand to show comfort.
Because the bright yellow dress was very bright, she glanced at it out of the corner of her eye and had some impressions.
After a while, Fang Ning went back and sat back on the sofa, using his mobile phone to search for relevant news on the Internet.
Except for the negligence and abuse of the teacher and the person in charge, there is not much useful information left, except that the place where the two little girls were lost was not the hotel where she stayed.
Before she left, she noticed that the teacher seemed to be taking the children in the pre-arranged car to the radio station to take promotional photos for the finals.
Fang Ning suddenly remembered the two suspicious people he saw in the hotel.
But after thinking about it, she told the teacher and the lobby manager about this before, and the two of them will definitely pass this information on to the police.
If it was them, according to the hotel's surveillance video, they should be caught soon.
Sure enough, not long after the news ended, the phone received a call from the police for related inquiries.
The tone of the policeman on the phone was quite gentle, and she was asked to cooperate with taking time to make a record.
After Fang Ning answered one by one, he made an appointment for tomorrow afternoon.
After hanging up the phone, the deliveryman was guided by the security guard to deliver the food to the door on time.
But looking at the delicious pizza, the stomach that was still growling just now suddenly lost its appetite.
On the other side, the City Council located in the central business district.
In the director's office, a tall man with a straight back was standing at his desk, waiting for the opposite leader to speak on the phone.
A red award certificate and a golden trophy are very conspicuous on the table, and they are being rubbed back and forth by the director's fingers at the moment.
After a while, the middle-aged director put down the microphone of the landline, turned his majestic and solemn eyes to the tall man opposite, and continued the topic that was interrupted by the phone just now.
"Lu Lingyou, I really don't like talking about you.
Ah, you dare to be absent from the commendation meeting, let me lick my old face and laugh with others on stage, and I have to help you accept the award.
I'm your fucking father."

The tall man on the opposite side firmly caught the flying award certificate, obviously already familiar with the routine of his own bureau chief getting angry.
He pointed to the phone that had just been dropped and changed the subject to .
"You calm down.
Did the higher-ups pay attention to this missing child case, what should I say?"

The middle-aged director gave him a sideways glance, then sat back on the chair angrily, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Just now I was so angry that I forgot that the tea was still boiling hot just after brewing.
This mouthful was unprepared, so Hao Xuan made an emoji for himself.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense, didn't you hear all of it and still ask?"

Lu Lingyou laughed, and heard the director on the other side speak again.
"You have to know that you are the one who swears to me that this case of missing children is not simply abduction and trafficking.
There are a bunch of eyes staring at it, if you don’t come up with evidence to support this statement as soon as possible, let alone you, I can’t hold it for long.”

Lu Lingyou nodded, patted his buttocks and prepared to run away.
"The relevant persons involved in the case are only halfway through the trial. Time is running out, so I will go to Lao Fang."

The middle-aged chief raised his eyebrows.
"Old Fang, what old Fang, don't be so big or small with me."

Walking to the door, the director who called Lao Fang yelled again.
"Remember to set aside two hours for me tomorrow. I made an appointment there in advance, and I can't change it."

Lu Lingyou didn't turn his head back, and quickly disappeared outside the door.
(End of this chapter)