"Mr. Yang came last year, and it is also at this time. You can check the accommodation registration for the specific date. He fell and got injured while climbing the mountain. When he called, it was me and the boss's wife. Zhao Bo found him and sent him to the medical station at the foot of the mountain. He was the only one at that time, and Mrs. Yang did not come."

After Spinach said that, he found a place on the bed that was not soaked by water and continued to sleep.

Behind the inn is a bamboo forest, lush and dense. The bamboo forest is on the shade. Even on sunny days, the sun is hard to see in the bamboo forest, so few guests come here to take photos there.

He Lingyu came out of the spinach room and was about to go to the bamboo forest to take a look. The silver bells on her wrist jingled. As soon as she looked up, she saw Ye Qiuhen coming down the stairs.

Ye Qiuhen's expression was bleak, and even with makeup, he could not hide the tiredness on his face.

He Lingyu is not surprised by this situation. Anyone who has been tragically tragically tragically will do this. Of course, this is also determined by the physical condition of the person who is tragic. Some people have strong bodies and may be able to recover within a few hours, while others have weak constitutions and may take three to five days to recover.

The female ghost usually hides in the ring, and occasionally comes out and lies on Ye Qiuhen’s shoulder. She may rarely go straight up like today, otherwise Ye Qiuhen’s body would have been unable to hold on.

"Ms. Ye, you have a bad face. Are you feeling uncomfortable?" He Lingyu asked knowingly.

Ye Qiuhen smiled reluctantly, and she said, "It's okay. Maybe I'm a little tired after walking the mountain road for two hours. I'll just take a break. By the way, Lingling, I want to change a room. There are guests on the room I live in now. The sound insulation here is not good. I want to change to a quieter room and have a good rest."

Ye Qiuhen is in room 205. On the left, she lives in room 203, Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Yang, and on the right, Xu Yuanfang is in room 207.

He Lingyu agreed with a smile, checked it on the computer, and said, "Then do you think it's okay to change to Room 218? The penultimate room at the end of the corridor, there is no one living on the left and opposite sides, so it is absolutely quiet."

Ye Qiuhen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said thank you, so he went upstairs to pack his luggage.

He Lingyu quickly completed the house change procedures for her and opened the door of 218.

Room 218 is the same layout as Room 205. The difference is that the window in Room 205 is facing the small bridge, flowing water and succulents in front of the main entrance of the inn. When the window in Room 218 opens, you can see the bamboo forest at a glance.

After coming out of room 218, He Lingyu tiptoed to the door of room 203, listened with his ears, and there was no sound inside, not as noisy as Ye Qiuhen said that she couldn't rest.

She turned around and was about to leave when the room behind suddenly opened, and a voice rang behind her: "Miss Waiter, are you doing something?"

He Lingyu opened his mouth, hehe, the eavesdropping was discovered.

She made a big smile, turned around and saw Mrs. Yang standing at the door, with an unhappy face.

The computer at the front desk contains Mrs. Yang's ID number. She is thirty-five years old, with a slim figure, and her small face as big as a palm always raises high, her neck is straight, her eyebrows and eyes are thin, and she can't say she is very beautiful, but she has a cold and distant temperament, which looks much younger than her actual age, and she is only twenty-seven or eight years old.

He Lingyu smiled innocently, imitating the tone in Japanese comics: "Ah, I'm sorry to disturb you. The guest next door 205 changed rooms. I'm sorry that the sound insulation in the corridor is not good."

Mrs. Yang looked at her indifferently for a while, then turned around and entered the room. The door slammed and the sound of chains came from inside.

He Lingyu shrugged, touched his face with his hands, which was sore and smiled, and turned around and walked down the stairs.

She returned to the front desk, picked up her mobile phone and started searching for information about Mr. Yang and Mrs. Yang. Mrs. Yang's information was not found, but Mrs. Yang's quickly found it from Baidu Encyclopedia.

Mrs. Yang's name is Xu Shasha. She was once a pillar of a provincial ballet troupe. In recent years, she has opened a dance school and she serves as the principal.

Xu Shasha is also a public figure. There are many photos of her on the Internet, stage photos and life photos, so her personal information is also very complete.

Xu Shasha was born with a prominent family. Her ancestors were once a high-ranking official in the Republic of China and later moved overseas. Xu Shasha returned to China in the 1990s and is still unmarried.

unmarried?

He Lingyu blinked and found that these two people were not formal couples. They did not have the habit of checking their customers’ marriage certificates.

Mr. Yang's name is Yang Wenjun. It is said that he is in Zhejiang for seafood business. He Lingyu could not find his information. While he was hesitating, spinach came over.

"Hey, you're not sleeping?" He Lingyu asked.

"How can I sleep? How can I sleep after you make such a fuss?" Spinach sat next to He Lingyu angrily. When he saw her logging in to Baidu, he lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong, are you still checking the situation of Mr. Yang and Mrs. Yang?"

He Lingyu opened the web page just now and said to him: "Look, Mrs. Yang turns out to be a famous ballet actor."

Spinach took a look and said, "Where is Mr. Yang?"

He Lingyu shook his head: "No on Baidu."

"Stupid!" Spinach sneered, took out his laptop from the drawer under the table, and typing on the keyboard with his fingers flying.

He Lingyu stretched his neck to look at it, and Spinach immediately put the lid of the notebook at her, and He Lingyu had no choice but to lie on the table.

In just a moment, Spinach whispered to her: "It's found out."

He Lingyu hurriedly went to see it, and she was surprised. She pointed to the small words on the top of the webpage and asked, "How did you come in?"

Spinach sneered and said proudly: "It's a piece of cake, you can't read it quickly, here you can't COPY."

He Lingyu quickly finished reading the words on the page, and when she felt that she had remembered them all, Spinach also logged out.

He Lingyu stared at spinach and gave a thumbs up after a while: "N/B."

Spinach put the notebook back into the drawer again, and then collapsed into the wide chair like a boneless one.

Mr. Yang, Yang Wenjun went to South Korea to do business fifteen years ago. He came back from South Korea the spring of the previous year and opened a seafood restaurant and two seafood wholesale shops in W City, Zhejiang. He did not evade taxes and was a good citizen who abides by the law. The only bad record was in May last year. He quarreled with a customer who was eating in his restaurant and asked the waiter to bomb the customer. At that time, the video was recorded by other customers and posted it on the same-city website. The local relevant departments conducted an investigation, but the customer who was bombed did not appear, so the matter was left alone.

There are screenshots from the time in the information. The customers in the photo were all side faces, but He Lingyu recognized it at a glance. This person was Xu Yuanfang who had just moved in today!
Chapter completed!