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"I found some clues," the private detective paused and said, "But they are all sporadic. Don't have too many expectations. We have been in contact for so long, and it's time to meet."
Sang Tian¡¯s mood fluctuated a bit as the private detective said, and finally said: ¡°Okay.¡±
The time and place were decided by the private detective and sent to her.
She went as promised.
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In an intimate restaurant.
Sang Tian pushed open the door of the box. The man inside was already there, standing by the window with his back to the door and making a phone call.
He has an inverted triangle figure of about 1.8 meters and is wearing a soft and heavy beige windbreaker. His voice is exactly what you hear on the phone every time. It is mellow and gives people a sense of trust.
The private detective heard the sound and turned around.
His face had delicate and stern lines, and his every move could not hide his elegance. Sang Tian blinked her eyes and cursed, now that she is working as a private detective behind the scenes, is her appearance requirements so high?
The private detective¡¯s eyes were fixed on her face, his eyes twinkling.
Sang Tian frowned, took off her sunglasses, and smiled: "Hello, I am Sang Tian."
The private detective hung up the phone and walked towards her step by step. His eyes stayed on her face and never moved away. He seemed to be looking at something, and the fog in his eyes faded a little with every inch he got closer. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and this time they finally met her openly
"I'm sorry to ask you so far away." He smiled.
"It's understandable." Sang Tian also smiled.
¡°Private detectives have a special status and a special profession.
"You can just call me Amai. I won't say my real name. It may not be true anyway."
Private detective Amai said humorously, pulling out a chair for her, waiting for her to sit down, and then sat down opposite her.
Sang Tian blinked her long eyelashes and smiled suddenly: "You said you found some clues about my father?"
She couldn¡¯t wait a second longer and got straight to the point.
"No, it belongs to Uncle Chi."
Private detective Amai shook his head, understanding her anxiety: "I found a few fragmentary pages, and after piecing them together and analyzing them, I speculated that they were something written between Uncle Chi and your father."
Amai said, taking out the things and showing them to Sang Tian: "I think you can go home and look around to see if you can find the relevant pages."
Sang Tian held up several pages of paper that she had pieced together. There was a handwriting on it that she could distinguish at a glance. The handwriting was vigorous and steady. The first time she saw the handwriting, her father's face appeared in front of her eyes
In addition to Dad¡¯s handwriting, there is another handwriting on the paper. According to the private detective, it should be Uncle Chi¡¯s handwriting. They wrote some financial figures, but they couldn¡¯t spell them out because they were torn up.
"I'll go home and look for it today." Sang Tian raised his head and said.
"good."
Amai nodded: "In the future, if you encounter something important and it's not convenient to talk about it on the phone, just come to me directly here. This is my territory."
Sang Tian raised her eyes and looked around, then nodded to him.
¡°Private detectives rarely tell others where they live, but now that he told her, he also had complete trust in her, and the brilliance in her eyes changed.
The private detective asked again: "You asked me to check on Mengyi and Grace. What happened?"
Sang Tian then told the private detective about her suspicion of Meng Yi's identity and the provocation against Grace. Amai's eyes moved slightly and he nodded in agreement: "Leave it to me, don't worry."
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Leaving the private detective¡¯s place of residence, Sang Tian went directly back to Sang¡¯s house.
When I walked in, I was surprised (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com