The next day.
Zhang Jing arrived at Manor No. 1032 at six in the morning to work.
The only clue was Xu Lin's nose ring. That thing was definitely not iron, and after five years, it was highly likely still there.
He asked Yuan Fang for his opinion. Eliminating all possibilities, the least likely one was the truth.
Not finding it in the water, he guessed that Xu Lin might have died in the manor. This time, Zhang Jing started searching from the front yard.
He jogged and briskly walked through the front yard, which was about the size of a football field, including the base of the walls and behind the trees.
Wen Li woke up early and stood at the second-floor window watching Zhang Jing run, realizing she had made a mistake.
Compared to the professionals she had met before, Zhang Jing look
