It was easy to look into Qiu Ziyang.
Chen Yihan could access Qiu Ziyang's records at any time.
Compared to Nangong Yao, who didn't go through official channels, this kind of records check naturally had plenty of limitations.
I didn't get a message from Chen Xiao Qiu until evening. What I saw wasn't the kind of official electronic file Greenleaf and the others had shown me, but information relayed by Chen Xiao Qiu.
Qiu Ziyang hadn't lied. He was a real person. Although Chen Xiao Qiu couldn't show me his file, she did show me his ID photo. It was slightly different from the person I'd seen, but that was just the difference between a photo and the real person. We couldn't confirm for now whether he was a descendant of Yuan Chun, but he did have a younger sister who was currently a third-year university student. She had signed a tripartite contract and was interning, and would start working there as soon as she graduated. His sister, Qiu Tingting, had been found dead. She'd died of internal bleeding, with no external injuries. The place where her body was found was also bizarre: it had suddenly appeared in the hospital morgue. As for Qiu Ziyang's own body, it still hadn't been found.
That wasn't surprising. Since that day, bodies had been found all over the country. Some had been identified quickly, while others couldn't be identified for a while. And there were undoubtedly many more stuffed into some corner, waiting to be discovered.
I didn't know Qiu Ziyang. Now that I knew he wasn't someone I'd imagined, all the hallucinations caused by the side effects seemed even more bizarre.
At least two things had been confirmed: the first was the thin man's death, and the second was this Qiu Ziyang.