Surname Jiang!
Ruan Qi's heart skipped a beat twice, and she instinctively straightened up, asking tightly, "Where's the photo of that person?"
"There isn't one."
"There isn't one?" Ruan Qi frowned, "Not even a single one?"
"Yes." Wen Ran paused, his voice slow, "Not only is there no photo of that Jiang, the mastermind, but all photos related to the 8·20 incident are gone."
Ruan Qi's brow knitted into a tight knot.
No photos of the case at all?
How can this be?
"Brother Wen Ran, do you mean that ten years ago during the 8·20 incident, there were only text records?" She asked again, unwilling to give up.
Wen Ran on the other end of the phone murmured a confirmation.
"I hacked into the domestic relevant system networks and couldn't find a single photo related to the 8·20 children's disappearance. Even the textual information is scant. Xiao Qi, this is very strange."
It really is strange.
