Fu Yunshen didn't care much: "Hmm?"

This time, the response was very quick.

"Three people, all on the hunting list. I've sent you their information."

"Don't wait until I see you, and you die."

Fu Yunshen's eyelashes moved and he chuckled: "Don't worry, it's still possible to meet."

The red words faded away, and the screen returned to normal. On the originally empty desktop, three folders appeared, named:

sharpshooter no.4; killer no.5; hypnotist no.7.

Fu Yunshen scanned it but did not open the folder to look.

He closed his computer, stood up, raised his wrist to check the time, and went out.

——

Today happens to be the last day of the 2020 New Year, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and there are many people selling lanterns on the street.

The sunshine at half past twelve is bright but not glaring, just the right warmth.

Ying Zijin turned his head and looked at a few children who were jumping rope not far away, and his brows relaxed a little.

Being used to the life of fighting and killing, it feels unreal when things suddenly become so quiet.

She put her hands in her pockets, leaned against the railing, lazily, looking at the scenery while reorganizing her memories.

The Jiang family has a charity organization that provides scholarships to students in remote areas.

She happened to be one of them, a very inconspicuous one.

A year ago, Jiang Moyuan wanted to bring her to Shanghai in the name of sponsoring her to study at Qingzhi No. 1 Middle School.

A very sudden decision.

She was not very willing at the time because her adoptive father Wen Fengmian had hereditary asthma and was very ill and needed care.

But Wen Fengmian said that this is how his life is and he cannot change it, so he hopes that she can move on and have a better future.

But no one expected that going out would have such a result.

The Ying family took her back, but adopted her.

Because Ying Zhenting suppressed the scandal of the Ying family losing their eldest daughter, he directly let his adopted daughter replace her original identity, including her name and date of birth.

At the beginning, Zhong Manhua and Ying Zhenting were relatively nice to her, until Ying Luwei was hurt for the first time, and until she made a fool of herself in the circle of famous families again and again.

In addition, there is the comparison with Ying Luwei, the number one socialite and the eldest daughter of the Ying family. An adopted daughter from a small county town cannot be compared at all.

Ying Zijin narrowed his eyes.

The memory in her mind was only one-sided and could not give a glimpse of the whole picture. Unfortunately, with her current divine calculation ability, it was not enough for her to directly see her entire past and future here.

However, most people who calculate divination do not calculate for themselves.

Her memory told her that since she returned to the Ying family, the Ying family did not allow her to have any contact with her former family. They were afraid that she would pick up some bad habits again, and they forcefully cut off her connection with the Wen family.

Zhong Manhua was afraid that she would run away, so she locked her ID card in a cabinet and repeatedly warned her that she was a winner's daughter and should not go to Qingshui County to be depended on by those poor people.

As for Wen Fengmian, they have already given him 100,000 yuan. The Wen family should be content with that. People in this small county probably have never seen so much money.

Although Qingshui County is not far from Shanghai, only more than 200 kilometers away, as Ying Luwei's living blood bank, she is under constant surveillance, so she has not been able to return to Qingshui County for a year.

This is ungrateful.

Ying Zijin took out his ID card from his pocket and looked at it, feeling a little headache.

New technology also has its disadvantages, as it restricts what you can do.

It's nothing like when she was in Europe before, she could fly over with just a broom.

But she had to go back to Qingshui County. Wen Fengmian was in poor health and the debt of gratitude to him was too great for her to ignore.

Ying Zijin thought about it, picked up his phone, and started searching for the nearest Chinese medicine store on the map.

——

Thirty minutes later.

Zhongshan South Road.

As soon as she got off the taxi, Ying Zijin smelled a faint herbal fragrance, which calmed her restless heart a little due to lack of sleep.

She pressed her head. Maybe it was because her soul had been broken, but when she woke up this time, her temper seemed a little out of control.

It seems I need to make some tranquilizers.

Ying Zijin first entered a bank.

There are few people in the afternoon and the service window is basically empty.

The girl was still wearing a simple black shirt with the buttons buttoned meticulously, a khaki coat, dark black trousers, Martin boots, and a half ponytail.

Abstinent and cold.

This appearance was so outstanding that it attracted the attention of passers-by.

When drawing the numbers, Ying Zijin turned her head and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the golden irises on the wall, and her expression paused.

It took her a while to slowly remember that this logo was something she had drawn casually back then.

Unexpectedly, over the years, the Laurent family has expanded their bank from Europe to the world.

The girl yawned and walked slowly to the counter.

Her phoenix eyes were misty, like moonlight falling from tree branches, setting off the porcelain-white skin under her collar, so beautiful that it made people's hearts tremble.

The lady at the counter blushed and quickly looked away: "Hello, miss."

"Withdraw 2,000 yuan first." Ying Zijin handed over the black card and ID card, "Then apply for a bank card and transfer 1 million yuan into it, thank you."

One million is a large sum of money to deposit in other banks, but it is not uncommon in Laurent Bank, so not many procedures are required.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The lady at the counter took it and quickly started handling the business.

Ying Zijin thought for a moment and asked, "How long can I keep the money I deposit with you?"

The lady at the counter was stunned for a moment before answering, "As long as you have proof, it doesn't matter how long it takes."

Ying Zijin nodded, leaned back in his chair lazily and yawned.

Maybe her gold will come back to her.

——

Opposite, Chinese medicine store.

Lu Fang was lying on the cashier counter doing his homework. After working for a long time, he still couldn't finish the last derivative problem. He threw the book aside in frustration.

He stood up and prepared to find some snacks, but when he looked up, his attention was caught by the figure behind the glass window.

"Sister, isn't that who?" Lu Fang was half curious and half contemptuous. "She is from a county town. What is she doing at Laurent Bank? Does she have money?"

Laurent Bank is the only large international bank in the world, and those who enter it are either rich or noble.

It is true that Ying Zijin is a winner, but she is just an adopted daughter with no status, and her grades are at the bottom in their gifted class.

"Who?" Lu Zhi was busy writing a list and just glanced casually when she heard it.

When he saw this, his face darkened.

Lu Fang said again: "Sister, didn't you say that she gave you a cold shoulder yesterday?"

"Really?" Lu Zhi sneered, "She's not very capable, but she has a bad temper. Do you really think I want to heal her?"

If Ying Luwei hadn't asked her to do so, she would not have served an adopted daughter.

Lu Fang was about to comfort Lu Zhi, but he saw the girl coming out of Laurent Bank and walking towards them. He was surprised: "Sister, why is she here? Isn't she here to buy medicine?"

Nowadays, traditional Chinese medicine is far less popular than Western medicine. Their store sells pure Chinese medicinal materials, and usually only hospitals come to place orders, with few individual customers.

"Come to buy medicine?" Lu Zhi sneered, "I won't sell her."