There was so much helplessness, but Jiang Shucheng also knew his own limitations. He was just a researcher and didn't have the mental or intellectual capacity to argue with these outsiders.

If he really went to argue with those people, he probably wouldn't be able to protect himself. So, he always followed Zhao Anbang's instructions and honestly did his research here.

Old Zhao had said that the higher-ups would definitely send someone to handle this matter. Fortunately, Jiang Qiao and the others arrived; otherwise, he didn't know when he would be able to put his mind at ease.

"Jiang Qiao, Old Zhao won't get into any more trouble, right?"

Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "As long as the old man is upright, we have nothing to fear. You should understand the principle that good will always prevail over evil. Things will get better in the future; everything is temporary."

Jiang Qiao certainly didn't have the ability to see the future; she deduced it from Jiang Hong's series of actions.

Those antiques aren't worth much now, but that brat insisted on snatching them back. She has reason to believe that in the near future, these things will definitely be extremely valuable, and in immeasurably so. Otherwise, Jiang Hong wouldn't have set her sights on them.

Furthermore, she believed that Jiang Hong was a ghost from the future who had returned to the present. Otherwise, how could those scoundrels in Jianghe have suddenly found jobs, and all of them were street sweepers—jobs they usually looked down upon? This really saved them from being sent to the countryside. Did they really think she was awake and knew nothing? Humph—

"Oh, I hope so, this way—"

Jiang Qiao went to the deceased's dormitory and took a look around. The room was simply furnished, with only a few pieces of furniture provided by the unit and some books. Jiang Qiao quickly glanced through them and found that most of them were novels.

"This person isn't one of your researchers?"

Jiang Shucheng shook his head. "His current skill level isn't high enough to join the research and development team, so we can only assign him to do other tasks."

"What was this person's background and origin? Since he's gone, have any of his family members visited him?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Shucheng had to say a few more words: "This child also had a hard life. He grew up in an orphanage and was assigned here after attending a vocational college."

Upon hearing that she grew up in an orphanage, Jiang Qiao inexplicably thought of that old woman. Back then, this woman had also been the director of an orphanage. She wondered if this person grew up in that orphanage, or if this person knew the orphans she had raised.

She herself couldn't say for sure about this, as she hadn't found any concrete evidence; it was merely her conjecture.

Jiang Qiao didn't find any valuable clues here, so she went to look around with Engineer Jiang, and then went to the cafeteria.

Jiang Qiao was stunned when she heard someone inside call out Feng Biao's name.

"Feng Biao, how come he shares the same surname as Feng Lan? What's the relationship between these two?"

Jiang sighed, "Feng Biao is Feng Lan's brother."

Jiang Qiao chuckled twice. "I really didn't expect that Feng Biao would work here. No wonder the Feng brothers came to settle accounts with me. It turns out he has another identity."

"How did he get in in the first place? Weren't they supposed to be vetted? How could someone like that get in?"

Jiang gave a wry smile. "This is the result of a joint discussion between the security department and the base leadership. I really don't know the specifics."

However, I suspect that Feng Biao's situation is related to his status as the child of a martyr. Furthermore, Feng Lan is the secretary's goddaughter; given this connection, it's not impossible that she could have helped arrange a job for someone.

Jiang Qiao observed Feng Biao for a while, then asked, "Jiang Gong, do your vegetables also need to be transported from the farm? Will the kitchen staff go with them?"

Engineer Jiang nodded. "Yes, it's usually Feng Biao who goes there. His stepfather has an older brother there, so it's more convenient for him to handle things. What, is there something wrong with Feng Biao?"

He usually seems quite well-behaved, quite different from his boisterous younger sister.

Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "I just asked casually. I just felt that this person was really different from Feng Lan. You know, that girl is so talkative, but her brother doesn't seem to talk much. They really don't seem to come from the same family."

After leaving the cafeteria, Jiang Qiao didn't linger. After saying goodbye to Engineer Jiang, she hurried back, wondering if Zhang Dalei and Cao Mingyuan had sent any news back.

To her surprise, Song Shutian returned earlier than her.

"Oh, you're not busy?"

While sipping his tea, Song Shutian said, "What am I busy with? You're all busy. I can just sit here and oversee things. Come on, sit down. The tea is ready. Have a cup. Did you find anything this time you went in?"

Jiang Qiao sighed, "It's not that I discovered it. There are so many professionals here, and they haven't discovered it for so long. How could I possibly see it at a glance?"

However, I did discover a problem: Feng Biao, Feng Lan's brother, actually works in the cafeteria.

I want to know what kind of background Feng Lan's stepfather has, and whether Cao Mingyuan and the others have returned with any news.

Song Shutian shook his head. "I'm waiting too. I do know a little about Feng Biao, but does the data clerk's death have anything to do with his work in the cafeteria?"

Jiang Qiao sighed, "I don't know if there's a connection or not, but I have no one else to doubt. I don't know much from this trip."

The deceased didn't seem to be a big reader; most of the items in the room were novels, and I didn't find anything else.

Since you know about this, you should be familiar with the earliest investigation data, right?

Song Shutian actually knew about this; Zhang Dalei had reported it to him before.

"Speaking of which, you should have heard that this person is an orphan. I have a gut feeling that this person has some kind of connection with the orphans trained by Lone Wolf, but this is just my personal guess and there is no evidence."

Even when the security department investigated, they didn't find any important clues. At the time, the deceased should have died in his sleep. There were no injuries on his body. After the autopsy, it was found that he had been poisoned by some kind of toxin, but the specific thing is still undetermined.

It's said that he was drinking with some friends from the base that night. The security department checked on those people, and everyone else was fine. He left perfectly healthy, and nobody knows how he died. Because everyone ate the same things.

Jiang Qiao frowned and pondered for a moment. "Wait a minute, do you mean that this person might have eaten something after leaving, which led to their death in their sleep?"

"Yes, because this person was the one who organized the dinner party and bought all the food. Everyone around can testify to that. It seems like there's something happy going on. However, he didn't say anything, just that he would let everyone know in a few days."