The prince of Beijing circle is unattainable, and asks her to take responsibility at night

Chapter 122 Check

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"You're fine, why are you investigating Professor Jiang?"

Everyone knows that Professor Jiang and his family were burned to death.

Everyone felt sorry for the fire.

"That fire may be related to this one."

"You said Miss Jiang was in a fire today? ...How is that possible? What connection could there be between Miss Jiang and Professor Jiang's family?"

Qian Ze was confused.

But he only dared to mutter a few words casually, and immediately started to investigate after receiving the news.

Qian Ze was typing quickly on the computer keyboard, his fingers flying across the keyboard as if he was racing against time.

It's just that he doesn't understand.

What does this car accident and fire have to do with Professor Jiang?

Especially, with Professor Jiang’s daughter?

It must be because of caring that things get messy.

I don’t know what the young master is thinking.

You know, although Professor Jiang is famous, his family is very mysterious.

No reporter has ever reported this.

But it is also possible that the photos were taken at that time and Professor Jiang got the negatives.

These have not been confirmed in the past few decades.

But soon, he discovered... Professor Jiang's daughter was also called Jiang Zhi.

Qian Ze's brows were furrowed.

Although they have the same pronunciation but different surnames, such a coincidence is surprising enough in the vast sea of people.

Especially when he saw those childhood photos, Qian Ze couldn't sit still at all.

"This...how come they are so similar?"

Soon, Qian Ze collected all the information.

It's not difficult to identify a person.

After all, she grew up in this land since she was a child, and her growth trajectory is limited. From her birth to the fire, Qian Ze has found clues to everything in it.

"The information has been sent to your email." Qian Ze's voice came through the phone with an unquestionable firmness.

"Yeah." The voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little hoarse.

"Master, there's something I need to remind you of. Professor Jiang's daughter has the same name and surname as Miss Jiang. Furthermore, I found out they looked almost identical when they were young." Qian Ze mentioned this. "Could it be that this fire was really..."

"Keep checking."

After hanging up the phone, Qian Ze did not leave the computer immediately. He continued to quickly browse the information on the screen. He could not see anything from the photos of the car accident scene.

And Professor Jiang is a well-known person in Hong Kong.

Professor Jiang is a legendary figure.

Professor Jiang's academic resume still carries great value in modern times.

But his family is very low-key.

Several of Professor Jiang's students knew about her daughter's situation.

Every piece of information is valuable enough.

It was late at night, and the only lights left in Qian Ze's office were the dim light of the computer screen and the rhythmic sound of keyboard tapping. The more he investigated, the more he felt like he had opened Pandora's box.

At this time, Shang Yanjing finished reading the information.

Also frozen there.

In the dark night, crying sounds were heard from next door.

Shang Yanjing felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart as he tried to make sense of this sudden information.

Professor Jiang's daughters, Jiang Zhi, and Jiang Zhi.

Soon, a call came from Qian Ze.

"Master, I found out about Professor Jiang's neighbors. They moved away a year ago after the fire. They just returned from abroad this year with their daughter. It's just that they live quite far away, and Professor Jiang and his family don't seem to visit very often. I wonder if they still have any impression of them..."