As soon as Shen Qing left the office, Director Yan called her to the principal's office.
After knocking on the door, it opened from the inside and Lan Xinqiao's face appeared.
"Miss Chen." Lan Xinqiao smiled, but she didn't look very well, with heavy dark circles under her eyes.
"Yeah." Chen Qing just glanced at her and walked into the office. Only Lan Xinqiao was there.
Shen Qing sat directly on the sofa, tapping his fingers lightly on the leather armrest, making a rhythmic tapping sound.
Lan Xinqiao sat opposite Shen Qing. She had a lot of things on her mind recently. Following the clues provided by that chicken head, she uncovered a drug trafficking base in Y City and arrested more than 30 people. During this period, five officials in important positions in Fan and Y City were dismissed.
"Was it Yu Fei who was looking for you just now?" Lan Xinqiao glanced at Chen Qing. She really didn't know which eye of Yu Fei was blind. He didn't care about such a beautiful daughter.
Shen Qing hummed, with no expression on his face.
"Or, I'll go change your guardian's information." Lan Xinqiao had been thinking about this for a long time, but she never found a chance to say it.
Shen Qing lowered his eyes, "Don't bother, this is what Grandpa meant. Anyway, it will be automatically lifted after the age of eighteen."
Lan Xinqiao opened her mouth but ultimately said nothing.
"Well, are you done with your work?" Shen Qing raised his head and looked at her.
"Well, this is the test data sheet." Lan Xinqiao took out a piece of paper from her bag, spread it out and handed it to Chen Qing.
"These drugs are crudely made and not very pure, but they added a hallucinogen."
Shen Qing glanced at the test report, "Are you talking about this?" She pointed to a very complicated chemical formula in the last column and asked.
"Yeah." Lan Xinqiao's expression was quite heavy. This sample could not be detected in Fancheng. It could only be roughly determined that it could paralyze the nerves. It is now undergoing final testing in the 609 Research Institute, and the results will be out tonight.
Shen Qing lowered his eyes and spoke after a long while, "Congratulations, you're in big trouble again."
Lan Xinqiao's eyebrows suddenly twitched, and she swallowed her saliva, "What do you mean? Miss Shen, please don't scare me."
Chen Qing put the test report on the coffee table, raised his eyelids and looked at Lan Xinqiao, his face looking quite relaxed.
"Devil's Tears."
Lan Xinqiao's head exploded, and she felt a chill on her back and got goose bumps all over her body.
"Are you talking about the Demonic Tear in Laboratory 417?" Lan Xinqiao's voice trembled a little.
Shen Qing nodded, "Yes."
Lan Xinqiao felt cold from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and her already tired face became even more listless.
Shen Qing smiled and said, "Don't panic."
"Are you sure?" When Lan Xinqiao heard about the 417 laboratory for the first time, her three views were shattered.
Shen Qing pondered for four or five seconds, "No."
“…”Lan Xinqiao died.
Chen Qing looked at the woman who had lost all hope in life and said, "Why are you so panicked? You have lived for more than 30 years, why do you still look so inexperienced?"
“…”
"Oh, Lan Yifan's horse farm will open soon. Next time you go back, give this to him." Shen Qing took out a jade bracelet of excellent quality from his pocket.
Lan Xinqiao opened her mouth slightly. The jadeite was gleaming with green light in the sunlight. It had excellent water content without a trace of impurities, and the phoenix carved on it was lifelike.
"It's so beautiful!" Lan Xinqiao reached out to take it and couldn't help but admire it.
Shen Qing raised an eyebrow, “If you like it, I’ll give it to you next time.”
"Ah? Really? Thank you, Miss Chen." Lan Xinqiao was overjoyed, but she was a little confused.
"Miss Shen, Xiaofan is a boy, you gave him a bracelet..."
"It's just for practice, this one is the best."
Lan Xinqiao's mouth twitched. How many jade bracelets had she wasted?
"Ms. Chen, how did you know that Xiaofan Horse Farm is going to open?" Lan Xinqiao carefully put the bracelet into her bag.
Miss Chen is really carefree. She puts such a nice bracelet in her pocket without worrying about it getting damaged.
"He sent me a message." Shen Qing thought about the more than one hundred WeChat messages Lan Yifan had sent her, and it was hard not to notice them.
"Okay, then you go back to class. I'll be leaving first."
"Um."
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