Someone simply responded: "Understood."
Quan Jin's phone vibrated; there was an incoming call.
He picked up his phone, glanced at the screen, and answered casually: "Speak."
The person on the other end reported: "Young Master Quan, regarding the matter you asked us to investigate about Gu Xueli, we have some leads, her identity..."
Quan Jin lightly tapped his leather armrest with his fingertip, then paused. Tu Kuan, who was driving, glanced at him through the rearview mirror.
"No need to investigate further," Quan Jin said, interrupting what the other person was about to say.
The person on the other end was momentarily stunned, not quite understanding Quan Jin's meaning, cautiously asking: "Young Master's meaning is, we don't need to check Gu Xueli's identity anymore? Has Young Master already found out...?"
They only heard Quan Jin coldly say in succession:
——"I mean, you don't need to investigate anymore, and even if you find something, don't report it to me."
