Chapter 62 Research Institute (3)

Cheng Yi took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Dr.F.S:

【Dr.F.S, where are you now? I was at the gate of the institute and I didn't see you.

As soon as Cheng Yi's message was sent, he received a reply:

【in front of you.

Eh?

Cheng Yi was stunned for a moment.

in front of him?

In front of him was a writhing woman and a junior high school girl.

There is no one else.

Is he blind?

Jian Yiling took a step forward and showed Cheng Yi the screen of his mobile phone.

Cheng Yi saw that on Jian Yiling's phone screen, it was the content of the conversation between him and Dr.F.S.

How could this be... on her phone?

what's the situation?

Cheng Yi stared blankly at the screen of the phone for a while, and then looked at the owner of the phone, Jian Yiling, for a while.

"You..." Cheng Yi thought for a while and thought of a possibility, "Dr.F.S asked you to come here instead of him?"

"I am F.S.." Jian Yiling replied.

Eh?

"Stop kidding me! As far as I know, Dr.F.S. is a graduate student in biology at a well-known university."

"You are talking about the real-name registration information of the account I use, not my information."

A newsletter account is required to publish articles in relevant journals accredited by the scientific community.

All communication accounts are real-name, and only those with relevant qualifications can register.

Jian Yiling himself cannot register for such a communication account.

The real-name authentication information for her registered account was filled in by her second brother, Jian Yunmo, whose identity information met the requirements for registering such an account.

The information that Cheng Yi and the others found was also from her second brother, Jian Yunmo.

Cheng Yi was stunned, the relevant information they found really belonged to the corresponding author.

The articles published by the corresponding author are not necessarily his own. For example, a university professor will use his account to publish relevant articles for his students, so they also thought that Dr.F.S was not the one they found.

But even if Dr.F.S isn't the one who verified the real name of the communication account, he shouldn't be the little girl in front of him!

"No, that, you let me slow down, I feel my brain is a little dazed."

Cheng Yi was a little confused.

There is no doubt about the strength of Dr.F.S. The articles published by "him" and the talents displayed by "he" in the process of talking with them are all at the top level in the industry.

Cheng Yi also imagined the image of Dr.F.S himself in his mind. It may be a middle-aged greasy uncle, a bald old professor, an elite man in his thirties, or a head-wearing man in his early twenties. Frankenstein with thick lens glasses.

The only thing I didn't think was that it would be the image of the little girl in front of me.

This is a little too big.

Cheng Yi looked at Jian Yiling carefully again, looking at the delicate little girl in front of him, how could he not combine her with the long-awaited image of Dr.F.S. in his mind.

After a while, Cheng Yi asked Jian Yiling in a low voice:

"You...are in junior high school?"

"high school."

High school... looks like a junior high school student.

The security guard next to him was stunned when he heard the conversation between Cheng Yi and Jian Yiling:

"That, Dr. Cheng, did this little girl really have an appointment with you?"

"Although I'm still a little unacceptable, it's really her who I dated..."

Hearing Cheng Yi's affirmative answer, the security guard was both surprised and embarrassed.

Thinking of what he had just said when he insisted that the little girl and the woman were mother and daughter, his face flushed.