It was late at night. The hospital was silent.
Lian Jing gently closed the door of the ward and walked to the lounge chair near the elevator door.
"President Lian, the information you asked for is here." Secretary Zhong Xin turned around and rubbed his red eyes.
It was already 11 o'clock at night. If Lian Jing had not suddenly rung him up and summoned him, he would have been sleeping soundly.
"Very good." Lian Jing carefully scanned the ID photo of the person on the document. His gaze moved down slightly and he saw the words 'Chief Forensic Pathologist, 3rd Precinct, Xinhe District, Beijing'.
He slammed the file shut and suddenly muttered, "So she's a female forensic pathologist. No wonder she's so strong."
"Oh, right." Zhong Xin looked at his cell phone and reported, "Miss Yun said that she's about to join the production team for filming. She wants to meet you for dinner at Wang Jiang Restaurant tomorrow night."
