Before Song Shutian could finish speaking, Cao Mingyuan interrupted, "Excuse me, but how come there's another woman here? Who is she?"

Song Shutian sighed, "It's a long story. Let me start by saying that I have already secretly arrested An Hong."

Do you know who this data clerk is interested in?

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads, saying, "We can't figure it out."

Song Shutian snorted coldly, "The old section chief's niece—"

The three of them stared wide-eyed. "What? You're saying she's Jiang Jinyu's niece? Good heavens, what are these people up to? Could that handkerchief be the old director's niece's?"

Song Shutian nodded, then sighed, "But Lao Jiang's niece had no intention of dating at all, so she was directly rejected."

However, An Hong had no good intentions either. On one hand, she drugged Feng Biao, saying that someone outside was willing to pay a high price for this information, and that once they had money, they could go abroad to enjoy a life of paradise.

Furthermore, she forged the old general's niece's handwriting and sent a letter to the man, saying that her family disapproved of her finding a partner here, but she also liked him and hoped he would keep their relationship a secret until the time was right before announcing it to the outside world. She also asked him to destroy the letter immediately after reading it.

Jiang Qiao snorted, "So, you destroyed every forged letter in front of Feng Biao, right?"

Then, this woman took the opportunity to say that her family disapproved and proposed eloping, saying she needed funds and that someone outside wanted to buy the information.

Song Shutian smiled and nodded, "You guessed right. The other party did hesitate, but they had Feng Biao as their persuader. After all, he and An Hong were the ones who ultimately benefited."

Feng Biao brought all the items in, using the vegetable delivery truck from the logistics department, which was quite convenient.

The data clerk originally wanted to have Feng Biao take the photos out as soon as they were taken, but he was reluctant to hand them in and was afraid of wasting them, so the materials were never sent out.

At the time, he also had a little ulterior motive: keeping it inside the base was much safer than leaving it outside.

Unfortunately, he never dreamed that Lao Zhao had already noticed something. So, after the leader talked to him, the data clerk panicked and asked Feng Biao to come up with a solution, hoping to elope with his girlfriend.

Unfortunately, An Hong couldn't let this person live. At this juncture, this person couldn't leave either. So, as a last resort, she stole Director Jiang's niece's handkerchief and gave the other person two pieces of candy to calm them down, saying she was already thinking of a solution.

This thing was also brought over by Feng Biao. In the end, he even cleaned up the traces and tried to shift the blame onto Director Jiang's niece.

However, finding a pretext was difficult, and with the work group arriving at this time, and Feng Lan causing trouble, they felt there was no need to rush; they were sure they could find an opportunity to drag Director Jiang's niece down with them. They just hadn't expected such a variable as you to appear in the middle of it all.

Jiang Qiao hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Who burned down that house? It was Feng Biao's doing; Wang Benshan wasn't involved at all?"

Song Shutian shook his head. "Wang Benshan doesn't know about this. However, this is what Feng Biao said. As for the house, he doesn't know who did it either."

Cao Mingyuan then asked, "What about Ding Peng? Does he know An Hong? Were they old acquaintances? Also, did An Hong know about the old director's niece's identity a long time ago?"

"Ding Peng only said that Feng Lan knew the other party, and that the group only got to know each other later. It seems that An Hong and Ding Peng didn't know each other before."

As for Director Jiang's niece, An Hong only told Feng Biao that the woman came from a well-connected family; beyond that, Feng Biao knew nothing.

Jiang Qiao asked again, "What about that mute guy? Was he acting on his orders?"

Song Shutian shook his head. "Feng Biao said no, but An Hong and the little mute have a good relationship. She often gives the child food and clothes. He said that An Hong is also keeping some things from him."

However, the other party said it was all for contacting people so they could leave easily later, so he could only turn a blind eye. After all, the two of them were in the same boat; if he couldn't escape, he couldn't do anything to An Hong either.

Zhang Dalei asked, "Are there any of their accomplices inside?"

"I don't know about Feng Biao, but he was the one who did it all. The other person didn't want the candy at first, but Feng Biao forced it on him."

Zhang Dalei was stunned. "He... he's blatantly killing someone! Doesn't he know there's poison in this candy?"

Song Shutian gave a bitter smile. "I know, but if the other party doesn't die, they'll be captured. It's two different things. You said he could only choose to kill, but I just didn't see how this man could be so ruthless."

Jiang Qiao quipped from the side, "It's more accurate to say that An Hong has successfully brainwashed Feng Biao, and she has uncovered all of Feng Biao's dark thoughts."

"Was that phone call really made by him?"

Song Shutian nodded. "Yes, An Hong said that in order to help her sister, if Feng Lan gets better, all of them will benefit as well. Humph, I don't know how she's thinking. She's really blinded by love."

Jiang Qiao sighed, "It's not that he was blinded by love, but that he couldn't resist the temptation of money and women. I don't even need to look; Feng Biao must be envious of An Hong's daily life."

Cao Mingyuan nodded. "You're absolutely right about that. I reckon An Hong probably has some kind of funding for her activities."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhao Anbang's loud voice rang out from outside.

"Where is everyone? Nobody's home. We have guests! Come out and greet them quickly!"

Jiang Qiao stood up. "Alright, we still have to deal with these people. We'll talk about it later. We need to monitor that mute guy."

Song Shutian smiled. "We've already had someone watching us. Let's go out—"

The appearance of the four of them together made these comrades feel somewhat flattered.

"Hehe, sorry, we said we'd join in too, but you guys bought the stuff first. Jiang Qiao, we're really benefiting from you this time. Try our home-cooked meals; we haven't had them in ages. It would be a lie to say we don't want them."

Jiang Qiao walked over with a smile. "We're so happy to welcome you! Don't be so polite. Come in and have a seat. We've been waiting for you. We'll all be working together in the future, so chatting together will help strengthen our bond and friendship. Don't you agree? Wait here, we'll serve the food right away."

When Jiang Qiao and the others' food was served one after another, they were all dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the girl who had made a contribution had actually kept something in reserve. Putting aside the taste of the food, just looking at the variety and types of dishes made everyone's mouths water.

"Let's start eating! What are you waiting for? We can't get enough just looking at the food. Make yourself at home here, everyone. Eat more! Come on, fill your glasses! We won't pressure you to drink; drink as much as you can, just don't get drunk. You have work to do tomorrow."