"In other words, this will become an unsolved case?" Chen Mengyao asked.

"Yes, the chances of cracking it are very slim."

"I believe in your ability and judgment. It's okay not to alert the police. As for evidence, I don't need it. I just want to know who did it, because I have never thought of solving the problem through legal means." A hint of coldness flashed in Chen Mengyao's eyes.

Cao Ying was also investigating through the military, which did not surprise Shen Mengyao.

After all, if Li Jing can send messages to her, she can definitely send messages to Cao Ying as well.

Li Jing said in the message that she stole the company's formula, so the person who killed her was obvious.

But there is no evidence, so there is no way to get an explanation for Li Jing.

The only evidence that can be considered at the moment is the message sent by Li Jing.

But now the person is dead, whose phone is it? Who can prove it? Can it really be used as evidence?

Shen Mengyao smiled bitterly.

Zhang Xiong waited for a while, then stood up and said, “Boss Shen, do we need to investigate this matter further?”

"No need." Shen Mengyao came back to her senses.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave."

Chen Mengyao stood up, took out a pair of car keys from the office, handed them to Zhang Xiong, and said, "The car is parked in the garage. If you need anything, I've already transferred the money to your card. Do you really not need a place to stay?"

"No need. I can live in the car. I'm used to it." Zhang Xiong declined.

"Wait, I'll take you out."

Zhang Xiong was stunned, not knowing what Chen Mengyao was going to do.

After opening the door, the secretary Xiaomei happened to be walking over from not far away, and Shen Mengyao waved.

"Mr. Shen."

"Send Mr. Zhang downstairs, and go say hello to the front desk and security. He can come upstairs to see me anytime in the future, and no one should stop him." Chen Mengyao said, "Don't let more people know about this."

Xiaomei was a little confused, but didn't ask any more questions. She agreed and took Zhang Xiong downstairs.

Back in the office, Shen Mengyao thought about it and called Tang Xiaobao.

"Li Jing is dead."

There was silence for two seconds.

"Don't be too sad."

"If I have the chance, I want to avenge her. Although there is no evidence that it was someone from the Cao family who did it, I believe that is the truth."

"Is it really the Cao family?" "To be more precise, it should be Cao Jianguo."

"There's no evidence for this."

"She stole the formula."

"Is it really stolen?"

"real."

"That's possible."

"Should we take any action?"

"No, I'm just worried they won't use this recipe."

"When you come back, we'll talk about this matter again."

"Soon, I'll be back within three days."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Mengyao sat on the sofa and frowned.

The secret of the formula was leaked, but Tang Xiaobao was so calm. She was puzzled and could not face it as calmly as Tang Xiaobao.

And at this time.

Jiangnan City.

In Cao Group, in Cao Jianguo’s office, Cao Ying is reporting.

"Everything is ready. I plan to go to Yanjing soon. There is a project there and I want to go there in person." Cao Ying's expression was very calm.

Cao Jianguo said excitedly, "Okay, I wish you immediate success. We really need to open up the northern market. I'll give you credit for the achievement when the time comes."

"I am also a member of the Cao family. I work for the family, so I dare not talk about my merits."

Cao Jianguo smiled and said, "I'm certainly pleased that you think so. By the way, when are you leaving? I'll see you off at the airport and wish you well!"

"Maybe it will take another week, because I'm going to Bazhong soon."

"Going to Bazhong?"

Cao Jianguo was stunned, then a hopeful look crossed his face. "Have you figured it out? Go find Tang Xiaobao? You should have done that a long time ago. If you're willing to step in, there's a good chance the contract will be renewed. You'll be doing your cousin a big favor."

"No, I'm going to celebrate the birthday of an elder." Cao Ying said lightly.

Cao Jianguo frowned. "I remember now. One of your father's comrades, right? The one in charge of the public security system, Wei Donglai?"

"You are well-informed." Cao Ying glanced at Cao Jianguo, and her expression suddenly became a little cold.

Cao Jianguo said casually: "I heard your father mention it, so I remember it."

"Li Jing is dead."

"Li Jing is dead?"

Cao Jianguo seemed a little excited: "Is the news reliable?"

"I've found her body." Cao Ying suddenly laughed, her smile cold. She continued, "And I've also found the bodies of the killers. I'm investigating. I hope the murderer is hiding well enough so I can't easily find him. In short, sooner or later, I'll seek justice for Li Jing."

After saying this, Cao Ying turned and left.

Cao Jianguo quickly asked, "Where is Li Jing buried? I want to go see her sometime."

Cao Ying paused for a moment, but did not speak and continued to walk out.

Bang!

The door was slammed shut.

Cao Jianguo's face suddenly turned gloomy. He frowned, thought for a while, and called his son.

…

Tang Xiaobao took Luo Yuzhu and quietly returned to Yong'an Town.

I dare not make it public, otherwise it will cause a sensation.

Yong'an is a Red Army city planned and built by Tongjiang County, with many relics within its jurisdiction.

We first visited Leiguzhai, Chongshizhai, Kucaoba and other places, and finally returned to Dehan City.

The car wound its way up the road and finally stopped at the edge of a cliff.

Seoul is surrounded by steep cliffs that are tens of meters high and over 400 meters above sea level. It faces the river on three sides and is backed by mountains, with steep cliffs on all four sides.

It is bordered by the Datong River to the east, and has deep streams to the north and south. The long ridge in the southeast drops steeply, shaped like a bee waist. Only two paths in the southwest go up the dangerous path, which is like a single man guarding the pass. The path above is parallel and can accommodate several people.

At this time, Tang Xiaobao and Luo Yuzhu were located in the north and south.

There are still many stone-carved poems and couplets on the steep stone walls, which are all witnesses of history.

"Why didn't you bring me here last time?" Luo Yuzhu asked.

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "I didn't have time last time. I happened to be free today, so I brought you here to have a look."

The stone gate is mottled, showing its rich history.

Due to years of disrepair, many stone walls have fallen off.

Although the government has been preparing to build the Red Army City, in fact, it is only in the planning stage.

There are too many places that need repairs within the country, which requires a lot of money, but the government's finances have always been inefficient.

Tang Xiaobao stood on top of the stone gate, looking at the stone slogans and poems, feeling quite emotional.

He is from Seoul. Although he moved here, he was born and raised here and has long regarded this place as his hometown.

Dehancheng was once famous in ancient and modern times, but now it is gradually fading from people's sight. As a native of Dehancheng, he feels that he has an obligation to let some history be remembered by the world.

He was well-versed in the county history and township chronicles, and had a deep understanding of Seoul.