The second clue

  Early summer afternoon sunshine is very comfortable, I lay on the office desk, flipping through the calendar, drew a circle on the last day of the month, and worried about lying on the office desk.

  Half a month ago, I spent next month's 10th, what to do?

  Ming Yan has been elusive lately, often disappearing from sight. This is actually a good thing for me, as I feel more relaxed and free. When he's around, it feels like I'm being watched all the time, even when I go to the bathroom, I feel like some ghost is peeking at me.

  Speaking of peeking, I feel like I've been seen through by some kind of ghost...

  Covering my face in shame, I glanced at the guy who happened to walk through the wall and come in, and simply lay down on the table so he wouldn't see my awkward state.

  Ming Yan looked at me with a lackluster expression, his gaze fell on the calendar in my hand, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "What's making you so worried?"

  I looked up at him and buried my head in the table, "The one from the Yuan family still hasn't sent any news, how can we investigate? There's not even a single clue!"

  I didn't tell him about my own troubles because compared to that, what happened with Yuan Xue was even more infuriating. Besides, he's a ghost, there's no way he could solve my problems anyway.

  That child has been buried for almost a month, and it's been over ten days since I saw Yuan Lei, but it seems like there's no response. I don't know what Mr. Yuan, who is full of righteousness, is thinking or afraid of.

  Ming Yan doesn't seem to be in a hurry, perhaps the dead have all the time in the world, but I'm different, they have limited time waiting for the truth, but not that much American time to waste on them.

  These past few days, I've been thinking about whether or not to start investigating from other people's perspectives, such as the deceased driver. Perhaps starting from this angle will be faster. However, all these materials need to be obtained from the police department, and it's still a problem how to get information out of the police officers' mouths.

  With a long grass on top of the head, frowning and worrying, how did I agree to it? Swinging the wrist with that bracelet, regretting not doing so earlier.

  "In fact, we don't necessarily have to spend all our experiences on the Yuan family." Ming Yan sat across from me, waving his hand to pull up the curtains and block out the sunlight that was shining in. I looked at the curtains that he had pulled up with his spiritual power, furrowed my brow in confusion, and stared at him.

  He just smiled, thinking I was puzzled by what he said, and continued: "Have you forgotten? The car accident killed not only Yuan Xue, but also the driver who caused the accident. Maybe we can start with that driver, and then we'll know more."

  I didn't expect this guy's thinking to coincide with mine, but this road is not easy to walk either. I also know nothing about that dead driver!

  "You think I don't know how to find the truth from another angle? But that requires going through the police. The Public Security Bureau isn't a family-owned business, and it's not easy to ask for help without connections."

  I didn't expect that after I said this, he actually burst out laughing, looking at me with appreciation, the smile on his mouth was very thick. "I didn't think that Little Yue and I would have the same idea, it's not a difficult task for the police side either. Don't forget that you're no longer your old self, I'll help you get into the archives room, investigating materials is naturally not a difficult task either."

  "Do you have a way? How did you get in?" I stared at him with sparkling eyes, thinking he was amazing and somewhat idolizing him.

  But this guy's face is really thick, and he actually pulled out a sentence: "The heavenly machine cannot be revealed, I have my own way!"

  "Whatever, cut it!" I immediately turned from admiration to disdain, rolled my eyes and fell onto the table like a dead fish.

  Just then, my phone rang, and when I saw the number on the screen, I felt both excited and a little worried, in short, mixed feelings, because something had come to an end.

  He took a deep breath, picked up the phone, tidied up the things on his desk with renewed energy and said to Ming Yan: "Let's go. That person has agreed to let me pass. I don't know what he wants to tell me this time, but at least he's willing to speak."

  Ming Yan seemed a bit hesitant and looked out at the sunlight outside.

  From the moment he just pulled up the curtains, I knew that he was no different from other ghosts, only didn't know why it would be like this.

  I took out an umbrella from the drawer, after all it's already June, and holding one wouldn't raise any suspicions.

  She saw the sun umbrella in my hand, smiled gratefully at me and said thank you.

  I greeted the director and said I was going out for a bit. It just so happened that there was nothing to do today, so he let me go freely.

  Arrived at the place where we met last time in that broken Jetta, not as nervous as last time, and walked in very calmly. Because I think Ming Yan said something very right, no longer paying attention to dressing up, being presentable. As long as you look good spiritually, no matter what you wear, nobody will look down on you.

  The waiter took me directly upstairs, but this time there was only Yuan Lei alone, and I didn't see the young master of the Yuan family.

  The cold drink is ready, and the waiter retreated after bringing me in.

  I stood opposite Yuan Lei, and under his indication, I sat down. "You called me this time, have you decided to tell me?"