Chapter 1350

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Zhuge Yue called and told her where the National Archives Bureau was.

Midnight, originally noisy metropolis, began to sink into a quiet, only a few night road vehicles, quietly driving.

Yang Zimei and Xuehu drove to the archives office about a kilometer away, then stopped the car and began to walk there.

With their invisible bodies, Yang Zimei and Xuehu easily deceived the guard's eyes and avoided high-tech infrared rays and found the archives.

They were trying to sneak into the archive room, only to find a faint flashlight flickering inside.

Someone?

Yang Zihu is holding her invisible hand all the time.

Holding a weak flashlight was a man in a black night suit, constantly searching through archives.

These files may have not been searched for a long time, so they are covered with dust. With his action, the dust scattered.

The man in black coughed gently.

Yang Zimei found that the figure of the man in front of him was a little familiar. He should have seen it somewhere.

Who could it be?

She just wanted to guess, snow lake wrote a Jiang character in the palm of her hand.

A light flashed through her mind.

Yes, it should be Jiang Guangzheng.

The man in black was wearing the soft cloth shoes that Jiang Guangzheng had seen in the daytime.

How is Jiang Guangzheng here?

What is he looking for?

Is it also for the Dragon Family Massacre?

Jiang Guang is constantly searching, and finally pulled out a sealed file bag.

He flicked the dust on it.

Yang Zimei leaned over to look.

When he saw the four words of Longmen massacre written on the file bag, his heart was in suspense.

Why on earth?

Jiang Guangzheng carefully opened the seal and pulled out a stack of documents, including several photos.

Seeing the photo, Jiang Guangzheng took a breath of cold air, then put it aside and looked down to open the relevant records on the file.

Yang Zimei saw the imaginative Yang Zimei on the table and imagined the murder scene at that time. She couldn't help but want to vomit.

Snow lake slightly clenched her cold palm.

Yang Zimei's heart square slightly settled down.

"Mr. Wang, what have you done to them?"

Is opening the archives of Jiang Guangzheng, mouth suddenly incomparably helpless and angry spit out such a sentence.

Mr. Wang?

Does it mean Wang Zeyuan?

Does Jiang Guangzheng know something?

That's why I came here to look at the relevant files?

Jiang Guangzheng put all the photos and documents in his portfolio.

Yang Zimei thought he would put the file bag back to its original place. As a result, he didn't, but put it into a cloth bag he had with him, and then he closed the door and went out.

Yang Zimei and snow lake quietly follow.

Although Jiang Guangzheng was old, his movement was very agile and light. He was worthy of being a man who had experienced many battles.

I don't know what method he adopted. The soldiers on the guard turned a blind eye to him, as if he was also invisible.

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