Old Zhang explained, "We've tried our best to investigate, but Blue Windmill went bankrupt years ago, and the information seems to have been intentionally erased, so..."
Jiang Yilai flipped through the two pieces of paper.
The information is really scarce; it's almost like something copied and pasted from Baidu Baike (Baidu Encyclopedia).
Seeing that she didn't look too good, Lao Zhang quickly added, "But we are now starting with people who used to work at Blue Windmill. We will carefully investigate the list of employees and orphans and verify them one by one."
Jiang Yilai flipped through the pages again, unwilling to give up, but there wasn't much information. It was all basic information about Blue Windmill, and she couldn't find anything suspicious.
Just as she was about to put it down, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Old Zhang's hesitant expression.
She asked, "What's wrong?"
Old Zhang scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Miss Jiang, we've actually found out some things, so I have a guess, but it's just a guess, and it's a bit scary. I don't know if you'd like to hear it."
"you say."
Old Zhang took out another piece of paper from his bag and handed it to Jiang Yilai. As if afraid that Jiang Yilai would be unhappy, he quickly tried to make amends: "Actually, we in this line of work all value solid evidence and objectivity. We won't let our own thoughts influence our clients. That's why my colleagues don't want me to tell you, saying that I'm just guessing. But after receiving so much money from you, we've found so little information. Just consider this a gift to you, listen to it casually."
His rambling only piqued Jiang Yilai's curiosity.
"What exactly is it?" Jiang Yilai looked down at the paper, which only had a few names on it: "What is this?"
Old Zhang moved to her side and pointed to her: "Look at this Lü Qing, she was the last director of Blue Windmill, but she died a month after Blue Windmill went bankrupt."
"Dead? How did he die?"
"suicide."
Jiang Yilai's heart skipped a beat.
She seemed to know what Lao Zhang was going to say.
Sure enough, Old Zhang's finger continued to point to the next name: "This Zhang Xiaolong was a teacher at Blue Windmill, and he died after Blue Windmill went bankrupt."
"And this one, went to a mental hospital."
"This one went abroad."
...
After saying that, Jiang Yilai understood why Lao Zhang had said that the guess was somewhat frightening.
The six names listed above were all employees of Blue Windmill at that time, but some of them died, some went insane, and others went abroad and disappeared.
If one case was an accident, then all six being like this is just too much of a coincidence.
Old Zhang's voice unconsciously lowered: "Miss Jiang, may I ask why you are investigating this Blue Windmill? I suspect that Blue Windmill may have offended someone it shouldn't have. Do you know anything about the inside story?"
Jiang Yilai felt her heart pounding violently, as if it were about to leap out of her chest.
She shook her head: "I know nothing about Blue Windmill. The reason I want to find out is because someone who is very important to me was there. I want to know what happened to him in the past. It's very important to me."
Old Zhang nodded, indicating his understanding.
Jiang Yilai couldn't help but ask, "If you continue this investigation, won't you encounter any danger?"
Old Zhang sighed, "We people in this line of work have offended a lot of people, and we always investigate secretly so we don't expose our identities."
"That's good. If there's any danger, you don't have to continue the investigation."
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