Qianjin is too flirtatious: Young Master Shen, don't pester me

"Benefactor, you're wrong, how can you be so greedy, so desperate for Shu?"

"No, master, people say that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If you can help us find Tan Yuan, wouldn't everyone be happy?"

"Benefactor, come here, how about knowing a story with you?"

Wang Yalun rolled his eyes, feeling that now is not the time to listen to the story, but he didn't know how to say no.

"Don't worry, Donor. To make a long story short. Donor, have you seen the movie 'Death Comes'?"

"I've seen it."

"Well, some good or bad things happen to a person must be the result of multiple factors. No matter how careful the person concerned is, there is no way to control the development of the situation, because there are too many factors. So, if you want to find Donna Tan Yuan, it's not something you and I can control, when the time comes, this person will naturally be found."

"Then master, according to what you said, can we find this suicide note?"

"You wanted to find the suicide note, and you met me again. These are factors that we have no way of controlling, so together, you and I will definitely be able to find the suicide note. This is also an inevitable result. Especially since you went to the Taoist temple, why Will you suddenly run into the temple?"

"It's too mysterious, master, it's too mysterious, let's hurry up."

"Okay, what about the suicide note?"

"It's just a piece of paper, half the size of an A4 paper."

Liao Ran took out the receipt of the clothes he just bought from his backpack, "Then it's about the same with this one."

Wang Yalun didn't know what he meant, but it was completely dark now, and on such an empty boat, it would be a lie to say that he wasn't afraid.

The two came to the door of Tan Yuan's room, walked into the room clearly, turned on the light, opened the window, moved a chair by the door and asked Wang Yalun to sit there and watch.

He put the receipt on the dresser and sat quietly looking at it.

Wang Yalun wanted to ask, but after thinking about it, he still didn't ask.

Now that the man has come, why not hire him and see if he can find the suicide note.

Minutes and seconds passed, and Qingran kept staring at the receipt without moving.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Yalun raised his arm and looked at his watch. It was 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Master, we—"

"Hush, benefactor, don't be in a hurry, you can't find anything in a hurry."

This sentence is true, sometimes the more anxious you are looking for something, the more you can’t find it, and when you don’t look for it, such a thing will appear out of nowhere.

In the dead of night, with white noise from the sea, Wang Yalun felt that the eyelids of the two of them were getting heavier and heavier. It was strange that he slept so long in the Taoist temple during the day, and why he was sleepy so early at night?
Knowing that he stared at the receipt motionlessly as if an old monk had fallen into a trance, Wang Yalun's head became heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but leaned against the door frame and fell asleep.

"Here we come!" Liao Ran suddenly shouted.

Wang Yalun suddenly woke up from his sleep, "What's coming? What's wrong?"

Then he saw a figure flash in front of his eyes, and when he looked in the direction of the dressing table, he had disappeared.

Is it clear just now?He moves so fast!

Wang Yalun quickly ran out again, "TMD" he muttered, his legs went numb again.

He held on to the door frame with his hands, struggled to stand up, shouted "Ouch, Ouch", and jumped out of the room.

Obviously no one was there.

"Master—where are you, Master?" Wang Yalun didn't dare to walk around, for fear of encountering some "ghost hitting the wall" at such a late hour.

"Here, benefactor, I am here."

Wang Yalun heard the clear voice coming from the direction of the stern, so he leaned on the wall and walked towards the stern.

When he walked to the stern of the boat, he saw his finger pointing upwards. Wang Yalun looked up along with his finger, and he could vaguely see an unusual white patch in the dark night.

"what?"

"The suicide note you want."

"impossible!"

"It's possible, just put it on there!"

"real or fake?"

Xiaoran pulled him a few steps outside to the railing, and he pointed to a protruding place with a few fibers hanging from it.

"Master, what is this?"

"It might be useful for you to get someone to test some of these fibers."

After speaking, he raised his head and looked up, "It's very interesting here, there is no camera, have you seen it?"

Wang Yalun also looked up, and it turned out that this place was a blind spot, and no camera could capture it.

"Master—you are really amazing!" Wang Yalun tapped his thumb and turned his head, only to find that he was gone!

"Master—where have you been, Master?"

At this time, Wang Yalun said that he was not afraid, but it was a lie. Why did the person who just pointed to the fiber and showed him to him disappear in a blink of an eye?
A clear voice came from a distance, "It's not too late, the benefactor should call someone. Knowing that he doesn't like strangers, benefactor take care."

Needless to say, Wang Yalun knew what to do, so he called Su Qin directly, and he believed that Su Qin would know what to do.

It was cold at night, and the place where Wang Yalun was standing was quite windy, but no matter how strong the wind was, he would never leave. He must guard the evidence and never leave.

He just kept pacing at the stern, looking at his watch from time to time.

It didn't take long for him to have a runny nose, and he was sure to be sick after tonight, but none of that mattered, nothing was more important than finding evidence.

Su Qin soon came with director Xing, and director Xing immediately asked people to find a ladder to climb up and take down the suicide note.

The suicide note was typed out, and the written side was glued to the boat, leaving blurry writing.

Director Xing asked people to point a strong light at the handwriting and take many photos.

Although the handwriting on the suicide note is somewhat blurred, it should be clearly recognizable with the handwriting left on the ship.

Wang Yalun then pointed to those few fibers, and Director Xing also asked people to collect them.

Su Qin reached out and patted Wang Yalun's shoulder: "It's been a lot of hard work, how did you find this place?"

"I put a piece of paper on the dresser, and when the wind blew up, I followed the piece of paper to find this place. I have no choice but to throw stones to ask the way, I can only throw 'paper' to ask Way to go, hahaha."

Su Qin took a meaningful look at Wang Yalun.

Although this was not the place where Tan Yuan fell, it was only one floor away.

Wang Yalun was able to find here, it should be just an accident.

Some people are so smart that they can think of putting a piece of paper and waiting for the paper to be blown up, and then find this place.

This is also Shen Murong's luck, to know such a friend who has a brain and can handle things.

"Well, Mr. Su, if there's nothing else to do, I'll go back first. I can't stand the cold..."