Cannon Fodder Counterattack: BOSS, you follow me

Chapter 122 The Unknown Secret

"Look, Aunt Zhao, the signature on it is actually the name of our country's only marshal, Ye Mingchuan!"

Aunt Zhao's heart "thumped", and she regretted uncomfortably, why didn't she keep the envelope with her!Now……

Now being discovered by Lan Ling, perhaps, there are some things that Lan Ling is destined to be unable to escape.

Aunt Zhao was stunned for a second, and then she looked extremely surprised:
"Oh, I really didn't expect Madam to write a letter. Maybe it's just Madam wanting to show her admiration for the marshal. You see, there is only an envelope, no letter. It's probably just Madam's whim. Hehe. "

Lan Ling held the envelope over her head and looked at it carefully, with an ambiguous smile on her lips, her eyes never leaving the envelope, and said with great interest:

"Aunt Zhao, do you think this envelope will be that simple? I always think there is a story in it, after all, my mother is so beautiful, right?"

Aunt Zhao's back was covered with cold sweat, her eyes averted a little: "Right, maybe so."

After all, she has retired from the front line for decades. For more than 20 years, she has been living an ordinary life, guarding Ye Lanling and his mother. No matter how powerful she was before, after more than 20 years, some small details She was almost worn out, not to mention facing the person she had been holding in her hand, she was even more unwilling to deceive.

Lan Ling noticed Aunt Zhao's strangeness, and suddenly turned her head to Aunt Zhao's eyes, stared into her eyes, and said with a smirk:
"Aunt Zhao, do you think there will be any secrets in our family? For example..." Lan Ling suddenly stopped talking, turned around in front of Aunt Zhao, blinked and continued:
"understood?"

Aunt Zhao: "..." Baby, I don't understand Aunt Zhao, let's explain clearly!
Who knew, Lan Ling turned around beautifully again, flicked the envelope in her hand, and went straight back to the room.

Aunt Zhao was about to cry, and with a bitter face, she went back to her bedroom and picked up her phone. She found a folder encrypted with several layers of passwords, and when she opened it, it turned out to be a phone number.

Her movements were stagnant for a long time, and finally she slapped her thigh and shouted: "Anyway, sooner or later, I need to know, it's okay, come on!"

"Du—hello, who is it?" A majestic voice came from the other end of the phone.

Aunt Zhao's bitter face instantly became respectful, even submissive:
"Sir, madam's envelope has been torn"

"..." Silence, there was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, but soon, a voice came from the other end:
"okay, I get it."

"beep--"

Aunt Zhao collapsed on the ground as if she had collapsed, clutching the phone tightly and refusing to let go, but she felt a sense of peace of mind that a big rock in her heart had fallen to the ground.

It can be said that Lan Ling is not leisurely here.

She was nestled in the sofa, and there were snacks on the coffee table. While checking Ye Mingchuan's information on her mobile phone, Lan Ling threw a few candies into her mouth from time to time.

For some reason, Lan Ling felt a sense of intimacy and familiarity with Ye Mingchuan's appearance.

There is an illusion that I must have seen before.

Lan Ling pinched a corner of the envelope, flipping through it over and over again.

If the assassination that she met with Si Bingchuan hadn't happened, Lan Ling would have believed Aunt Zhao's pale words.

But now, Lan Ling really thinks that there must be other reasons for the death of the original body and the original owner's mother, and the reasons are relatively large.
(End of this chapter)