The office wasn't very big to begin with, and they spent a total of more than ten minutes turning it upside down, but they still couldn't find the information Anning wanted about the office's owner.
Qi Huan looked at the office, which they had turned into a complete mess, and wiped non-existent sweat from her forehead. "Is the owner of this office a perfectionist? Why doesn't he want his things left here?"
“Obsessive-compulsive disorder doesn’t allow things to be messy here, it doesn’t mean you can’t leave information about your identity in your usual work area.” An Ning played with a small ornament in her hand as she answered Qi Huan’s question. “The kind of person you’re talking about doesn’t have OCD, they’re a fugitive. Only fugitives would be so cautious.”
An Ning's words brought the atmosphere in the office to a freezing point. Qi Huan's lips twitched repeatedly, and it took him a long time to finally say, "Then let's just honestly look somewhere else."
"No, wait, we found it, didn't we?"
Just as Qi Huan turned to leave, An Ning magically produced a work ID card. The ID card not only had a one-inch photo on it, but also the name of the person in the photo.
"Tao Fanfan?"
An Ning read out the name on the work ID, raising an eyebrow with amusement. "This really is a 'fugitive'."
The photo shows a middle-aged woman with a very ordinary appearance. The only distinctive feature is a large black mole at the end of her eyebrow, which, judging from the photo, is about the size of her little finger.
Qi Huan glanced at the work ID that An Ning was holding up and only noticed the mole at the end of her eyebrow. "Her mole is very distinctive. We should be able to find her better if we focus on that spot, right?"
"I don't know, but take it with you. If you forget, you'll have to check each photo one by one." An Ning shook her head, and seeing that Qi Huan didn't continue walking out, she waved to him, signaling him to leave quickly.
"By the way, Sister Ning, where did you find this?"
He turned his head and asked as he walked out, clearly very curious.
Even though they had already searched everywhere, how could Anning still magically produce a work ID?
An Ning put her work ID in her pocket, glanced at him, and said, "The one stuck under the table, the director finds it disgusting."
The camera was right above her head, but she didn't lower her voice even a little bit.
Upon hearing An Ning's evaluation, a crack appeared on Li An's expression. Feeling the gaze directed at him from the side, Li An glared at the other person, warning them with his eyes.
Upon hearing An Ning's answer, Qi Huan's face also showed a speechless expression, and he nodded in agreement, "It really is disgusting."
"Shall we go back to where we came from, or continue wandering around here?"
An Ning did not answer his question, but instead walked ahead of Qi Huan towards a room with a cracked door.
Light was shining through the crack in the door; there might be someone inside.
An Ning's guess was indeed confirmed when she reached out and pushed open the door.
There are indeed people.
It was still a male gynecologist wearing a white coat.
A woman was lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, as if she had already fainted.
The male doctor was furious when he saw someone barging in. "Who let you in? We're performing surgery right now. Get out of here! Can you take responsibility if you delay the surgery?"
Anning, who had previously put the knife away, took it out again. Her fingertips twirled the knife slowly, and when she saw the two scalpels in the male doctor's hand, a hint of amusement appeared in her eyes. "How about we see whose knife is faster?"
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