"Check Fu Mingxiu's account."
In the end, Fu Chi lifted his head and handed the tablet back to Bo Wen, "And Ke Qing too, check hers as well."
Both of them weren't fools. They both understood their mutual interests very clearly, and there was definitely some kind of beneficial connection between them. After all, his return did not benefit either of them, so cooperation was inevitable.
"Also, the one who placed the order for Jiang Ruan, no trace could be found. It's like they've seen a ghost, we can't track down the source."
Bo Wen rubbed his temples in headache.
One by one, they were all a nuisance.
He as a researcher and a small assistant, it was just too difficult.
Fu Chi looked out the window, the night view was blurry, he could not see anything clearly.
"Stop investigating."
It was pointless.
Better to just confront Jiang Ruan directly about this matter.
Bo Wen shrugged his shoulders, not saying anything further.