How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

"Getting into big trouble..."

Jiang Luo pondered, thinking about what Sun Leping said: "If investigating this matter will cause big trouble, then it must involve some powerful people..."

It seems that he needs to find someone to investigate Sun Leping.

Jiang Luo thought about it for a while, then took out his cell phone and called Huo Yancheng.

I haven't heard Huo Yancheng's voice for a day, and he still deserves a beating. I only heard him say in a sarcastic tone: "Oh, the school hunk actually has time to call his ex-husband. I wonder what the school hunk wants to do?"

Jiang Luo's head was full of black lines, and he said speechlessly: "Can you speak human language?"

At this moment, a web page was open on Huo Yancheng's laptop, on which was a selfie that Jiang Luo had casually taken.

His smile is sweet and refreshing, with the vitality unique to a teenager, but his eyes are calm and restrained which is totally inconsistent with his age. He must be feeling very bitter, right?

Huo Yancheng closed his laptop and said angrily, "Wife, why did you take a photo with others? I don't allow you to do this!"

Jiang Luo said with a headache: "Huo Yancheng, I am a person, not your toy. You have no right to order me to do anything."

Huo Yancheng felt even more aggrieved: "Wife, are you mean to me?"

Jiang Luo: ...

"Okay! I won't be mean to you, can you give me a favor?"

Anyway, it's a matter of extending his life, so it's not too much to make use of his connections.

Huo Yancheng put away his teasing tone and asked, "Hmm? What can I do for you? There's no need for you to help me. Just tell me if you have anything to ask."

Jiang Luo said: "Help me check someone, Sun Leping from our school, from the law department."

Huo Yancheng only responded with one word: "Okay."

Two hours later, all information about Sun Leping will be transferred to Jiang Luo's mobile phone.

It shows that Sun Leping's parents were ordinary farmers. He had an older sister named Sun Leyao, but she was dead.

On the surface, there seems to be nothing wrong with these materials. The only problem is that Sun Leping's admission score did not exceed the professional score line of the law department, but he had a bonus item, which was standing long jump.

Jiang Luo immediately realized something was wrong, and Yuan Haokun next to him also noticed it: "Standing long jump? Sun Leping? He is as skinny as a chicken. Let alone jumping, I doubt he will be blown away by the wind if he takes two more steps."

Jiang Luo also said: "The Law Department is not an ordinary major that has supplementary admissions. You must pass the score line to be admitted. Moreover, it is wrong for this department to rely on sports for extra points. Although ordinary people would not investigate Sun Leping's information, he does not seem like someone who can rely on sports for extra points."

Yuan Haokun said: "How about I follow him for a few more days?"

Jiang Luo shook his head: "It's too late."

Yuan Haokun: "What's too late?"

Jiang Luo waved his hand and said, "No, nothing. By the way, how are the stories you submitted going? Are there any stories about the Twelve Fairies or Xiao Lang?"

Yuan Haokun said, "Don't mention it. As soon as these people heard that they could get your signature by submitting their manuscripts, they came in groups to submit their manuscripts. There are already more than 3,000 manuscripts. I am overwhelmed. Boss, do you think we should hire a few editors?"

Jiang Luo thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "Okay! You are responsible for recruiting, and the salary is... 800 per month. After all, there is not always work to do."

Yuan Haokun worked quickly and efficiently, and soon he hired an editor. The girl had a baby face and smiled at everyone she saw. She seemed to be a fanatical fan of Jiang Luo. When she saw Jiang Luo, her eyes sparkled with stars, and she kept calling him "idol!"

Jiang Luo's head started to get confused again. With a godfather on the left and an idol on the right, he felt that his life was becoming confusing.

The girl's name is Fang Lili, and he has a round and square figure next to him. He sounds quite rich.

Fortunately, although Fang Lili is as noisy as Yuan Haokun, she is an excellent reviewer. In just half a day, she reviewed 3,000 manuscripts.

Finally, he summarized several major categories and made a PPT for Jiang Luo to demonstrate: "Generally, campus ghost stories are inseparable from these types. One is the senior sister in red, one is the pen fairy, one is the bleeding faucet in the bathroom, and the other is a ghost story in a lake, a grove, or a dormitory cafeteria. I summarized all of these. Among them, 800 are senior sisters in red, 1,200 are pen fairies, 900 are bleeding faucets, and the rest are supernatural events in various locations, especially those centered on our Shuangjing Lake. But... there is a strange one. It is not a supernatural story, but it cannot be counted. It seems to be about the girls who disappeared mysteriously in the twelve years of H University."

Jiang Luo's eyes lit up and he asked, "A girl who mysteriously disappeared? Let me see, which article is it?"

Fang Lili handed the tablet to Jiang Luo and pointed to one of the manuscripts. "This is it. It's a bit strange. Although it's not surprising for people to go missing on university campuses, it's a bit strange that one person goes missing every year and they're all from the Department of Traditional Chinese Music. Maybe there are too many bizarre ghost stories on university campuses, so this disappearance didn't attract much attention from the students."

Jiang Luo read the article from beginning to end, but this supernatural article only had a short sentence: Don't apply to the folk music department of H University. Every year, one of the most beautiful girls goes missing. I wonder if you will be the next one?

At first glance, this sentence seemed to be a bit mysterious, but after thinking about it carefully, Jiang Luo figured it out: "Twelve years, twelve girls..."

He and Yuan Haokun said at the same time: "The twelve fairies are here to do their makeup!"

Jiang Luo snapped his fingers: "Yes, I think we are heading in the right direction."

Their reactions confused Fang Lili. She asked, "Jiang, Yuan, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Jiang Luo asked Fang Lili: "Please reply to this student's email and tell him that his submission was selected and the fee is 1,000 yuan. Ask him to come and discuss this with me in person."

Fang Lili was very surprised and asked: "Ah? Really? In my opinion, among all the supernatural stories, this one is the most boring. There is not even a main plot."

Jiang Luo asked, "Are you curious about this?"

Fang Lili thought about it and said frankly, "That's true. I want to know why the most beautiful girl in the Department of Traditional Chinese Music disappears every year. What is the standard for the most beautiful girl? In my opinion, the girls in the Department of Art are all beautiful in their own way. There are several beauties in every class. And his last sentence, "Will you be the next one?", does sound a bit creepy."

Jiang Luo nodded: "Then reply to his email! I want to hear what story he can tell. Ask him to meet me now."

Fang Lili replied to the email promptly, but the email fell on deaf ears and she received no response.

The girl pinched her chin and said, "It's a thousand yuan in royalties, why doesn't he want it? A thousand yuan is enough for an average student to live for half a month, so he shouldn't give it up, right?"

Jiang Luo guessed that this person was not after money, so what was he after?

Jiang Luo thought about it and replied to the email personally: Is your surname Xiao?

That person still hasn't responded to the email.

Jiang Luo had no choice but to tell Yuan Haokun: "Find out the information of the girls who have been missing in the past twelve years and give it to me before tonight."

Yuan Haokun nodded, and Fang Lili also stood up and said, "I'll go help too!"

Jiang Luo was not idle either. He put on a hat and a scarf and left the dormitory fully armed.

Fortunately, many people dress like this in the summer. After all, few people can withstand the direct sunlight of H City.

He wanted to look for the teacher to see if he could find out how many students with the surname Xiao there were in the past twelve years.

After running around all night, I still didn't find any clues. Could it be that I have to ask Huo Yancheng for help again?

He didn't want Huo Yancheng to feel that he was so useless that he had to come to him for such a small matter.

Just when he was at a loss, his cell phone dinged and he received an email. The man who wrote supernatural stories actually replied to him.

He opened the email and found the list of girls who had disappeared in the past twelve years.

And at the end of the list there was a name: Sun Leyao.