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Yesterday, Uncle Azhong returned and said that he couldn't find the broken jade Ruyi because the leadership of the provincial city museum said that many objects that were not needed for practice had already been reported as losses and thrown into the trash.
Lin Qing gritted her teeth and said, "I'm afraid this has something to do with Song Yunuan again, because she's still their so-called special assistant for data organization. Let's not worry about that for now; I'll go find Song Yunuan directly, and then, Uncle Azhong, you follow me."
However, Uncle Azhong disagreed, saying, "It's quite strict here; you can't force your way in."
Lin Qing was of course aware of this.
But if she didn't try, she wouldn't be able to let it go.
Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, someone knocked on the door of her rented house.
Awakened, Uncle Azhong opened the door, and in the dim night light, standing outside were Song Yunuan and a pale Du Shuang.
