No matter what, they still had to find someone to finish up the remaining work so they could open their shop.
Thinking of Qin Lei going to find help, Nangong Shu started to sort out the materials.
After Qin Lang arrived at the bureau, he took out his identification, explained his purpose, and was led to the archives room. Computers were not yet widespread, and most of the information was handwritten, so all of the records were kept in a dedicated room.
"Mr. Qin, the information you are looking for is all here. I'm going back to work. Take your time." The policeman who brought Qin Lang found the information he needed and returned to his work post.
"Alright, thank you." Qin Lang looked at the documents on the table, feeling somewhat excited inside. He had searched for so long, and the truth was now within his grasp.
"You're welcome. In a way, we are both in the same situation," said the office worker with a smile before leaving, making Qin Lang sit there alone to read.
