It wasn't until more than twenty minutes later that Su Mohan's face turned a little bloody, and after replying to Concubine Ye, he directly dialed Black Hawk's phone.

Since Zhang Xiaoli's matter was resolved, he transferred Black Eagle away from Concubine Ye, after all, he didn't want another Chu Zheng to appear.

"How's it going?" Su Mohan spoke in a deep voice.

The black eagle on the other side of the phone replied neatly: "The people Jiang Huiru has been in contact with in the past twenty years or so, but no suspicious people have been found, and no medical personnel who have a close relationship with her have been found. ”

"What about the safes leased in major banks in the names of Jiang Huiru, Ye Tiancheng, Ye Ya, Ye Ting and Concubine Ye?" Su Mohan frowned and asked again.

"At present, three-quarters of the investigation has been completed, and nothing has been found, only some banks in Switzerland and Eastern Europe have some trouble to check, but the results should be found in three more days."

"Take someone to investigate the Ye family again, and check Jiang Huiru's relatives' houses again." Su Mohan spoke again, a little irritable.

"My subordinates understand." Black Hawk immediately responded.

Su Mohan hung up the phone, his face was gloomy, if Jiang Huiru poisoned Concubine Ye, it could not have started when she was five or six years old, it must have started after she came to menstruation, but after nearly twenty years of investigation, the result was nothing, which really made Su Mohan irritable.

After a busy day, it was not until the afternoon when Concubine Ye got out of class that Su Mohan went to school to pick her up as usual, but his mind was still thinking about it, and he wanted to get Gong Han's medicinal formula as soon as possible.

After the two had dinner together, Concubine Ye knew that he was in a bad mood, so she didn't bother him, but sat quietly on the carpet in front of the sofa, watching TV and knitting a scarf, thinking that maybe his mood would improve after the scarf was knitted.

Su Mohan has hardly dealt with business in the past few days, so after eating, he accompanied Concubine Ye to watch TV.

Under the dim light, he leaned on the sofa, staring intently at Concubine Ye who was knitting a scarf and watching TV, looking at her laughing like a little fool for a while, and worrying about the messy yarn for a while, Su Mohan's face gradually softened, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The night is getting darker, Concubine Ye's progress is very slow, and the posture of holding needles and threads looks a little funny, not skilled at all, but fortunately, after this period of hard work, she is now basically able to complete it by herself, but occasionally the confusion still needs Su Mohan to help correct it.

"Hahaha... Su Mohan, have you seen it! Concubine Ye stared at the TV and couldn't help but be happy again, she just felt that it was rare to find such a good-looking idol drama, after all, those so-called domineering presidents are ugly and can pretend to be garlic, and they don't have the feeling of their own men at all, and in this idol drama at the moment, although the male pig's feet are not handsome, they are a complete teaser, and they look really interesting.

Su Mohan followed her gaze and glanced at the TV, and unconsciously relaxed his mind, and watched it with her, as if the complexity that had plagued him for many days had quietly dispersed in front of her smiling face.

"Su Mohan... Can you help me take a look...... What's going on with this place? It's all hooked up......"

"Su Mohan, I seem to have woven an extra row, and I can't go back..."

"Ah--! I feel like I've lost a stitch......"