Chapter 281: A Gamble That Can't Be Lost

"Xiao Yang, there is one more thing, you have to find someone to help me do it. Li Shanghan frowned, and his lips pursed into a straight line.

He took out a piece of information from the document in his hand, put it in front of the assistant, and said in a cold voice, "Find someone to keep an eye on this person, I suspect that she has something to do with this case." ”

"Yes. Assistant Xiao Yang picked up the information, his eyes drooped, and Li Yaxian's photo and identity information fell into his eyes.

"Alright, you go out. Li Shang moved his lips coldly, his expression cold.

Assistant Xiao Yang turned around and left the office after hearing his words.

Li Shanghan, whose face was cold, lowered his eyes, lowered his head and opened the metal cigarette box in his hand, took out a cigar from it, and then took out a wheel lighter and lit it.

Wisps of white eyes suddenly swirled in midair.

He took a deep breath of intoxicating smoke, turned slowly, and strode to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down indifferently at the city, like a condescending emperor.

One by one, white smoke rings emerged from his thin lips and hovered in front of his eyes.

Inadvertently, Qiu Lan's delicate and small facial features also appeared in front of him.

He didn't know why, but now he was so attentive to her that he hadn't done before.

In the previous cases, he was able to solve them smoothly, but he didn't think much about it at all, he just litigated according to the normal legal process, and he didn't care about the win or loss of this gamble.

But this time, he could only win, not lose.

"Bang bang bang. ”

A dull knock on the door broke the silence in the office and disturbed his thoughts.

"Come in. Li Shang moved his lips coldly and indifferently, took a deep breath of the cigarette and extinguished the cigarette butt.

After the sound of footsteps, a man in a small trumpet uniform walked in panting, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Li Shanghan Li?"

"Yes, who are you?" Li Shanghan frowned slightly, and the light in his eyes was a little chilly.

"I'm a courier for the Little Horn errand company, and I have a copy here. ”

"Didn't the front desk tell you? ”

Without waiting for the courier to finish speaking, Li Shanghan interrupted him indifferently, his voice was harsh.

"No, it's not. The courier looked at the frosty man in front of him, and swallowed involuntarily, his eyes panicked.

He had never seen such an indifferent person, or rather, an iceberg drifting in the Arctic Circle.

"Mr. Li, this courier, yes, is a special note that must be handed over to you by hand, so. The courier lowered his eyes nervously, not daring to look directly at the person in front of him.

"Alright, leave it here. Li Shanghan didn't want to say anything to him anymore, so he sent him away coldly.

"Good. The courier nodded and fled quickly.

After he left, Li Shanghan, who had a dark and calm face, unwrapped the outer package and took out the contents inside.

A gray-white lunch box suddenly caught his eye, making him frown, and a bright light instantly slipped across his eyes.

This lunch box is so familiar, it seems, it seems to be the one that Qiu Lan put in the apartment.

He pursed his thin lips, and there was a bit of hope in his eyes, but after thinking about it, he dispelled this idea again.

How did she send a lunch box here?

It's that he thinks too much.

Li Shang, who had a lost face, opened the lunch box coldly and glanced at it casually.

Unexpectedly, this glance brought him a lot of surprises.

Sweet and sour short ribs, golden egg dumplings, mapo tofu.

Aren't these all Qiu Lan's specialties?

His slender fingers couldn't help but tremble, and he picked up the gray-white lunch box and sniffed it gently.

This familiar and fragrant flavor is her craft.

But how could she suddenly cook and deliver food to the office?

At that moment, a bright yellow post-it note appeared in his hand.

"Shang Han, thank you for this time, eat well. ”

A simple sentence set off a storm in Li Shanghan's heart, and he pursed his thin lips lightly, his thoughts were complicated.

He clearly saw that in front of the word "Shang Han", there was a crossed out handwriting that read "Mr. Li".

Unexpectedly, although she didn't directly affirm his thoughts yesterday, she still put it in her heart.

A cool breeze quietly blew into the office, but Li Shanghan felt unprecedented warmth.

He stared softly at the colorful and fragrant food in the lunch box, and his heart was full of mixed tastes, and a strange but extremely gentle feeling of home instantly hit the tip of his heart.

This feeling disappeared after Li Sheng forced his biological mother to death, and all that was left was endless indifference and hatred.

But he didn't expect that little woman to rekindle the feelings he had hidden deep in his heart.

Li Shanghan put down the lunch box, sat down slowly, and looked at the bright yellow post-it note for a long time before opening the drawer and putting it in a box.

The aroma of food filled the entire office, and Li Shanghan picked up the dishes and chopsticks at hand and swept away the food in the lunch box.

Li Shanghan, who was satisfied, covered the lunch box, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and there was a shallow smile in his eyes.

The 10,000-year-old iceberg is beginning to melt.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, in the apartment of Clear Water Bay, Qiu Lan was lying on the sofa scrolling through the news on her mobile phone, and all the previous videos that slandered her had disappeared one by one, leaving only news and videos that clarified her innocence.

The Internet was finally clean again, and she pursed her red lips and her brow furrowed.

Public opinion has explained clearly, the police station will soon notify her of the news of going to work, right? Where is Qi Wenjia's case progressing now?

They have found the suspicions, and now they only look at Li Shanghan's actions.

Just thinking about it, the phone suddenly rang, and a message popped up, Qi Mo of the sender.

When she clicked on it, Qiu Lan's brows instantly furrowed.

"Lan, the police station said that the evidence is conclusive, and my dad is likely to be sentenced to death by the court, what should I do? What should I do? I'm at the police station now, I want to see you, can you come over?"

Death penalty?

How is this possible?

Hasn't it been proved that the deceased was later injected with a high dose of water chestnut to die? Moreover, Li Shanghan also said that he would let the police station conduct a second autopsy, how could the evidence be conclusive now?

What's more, it is impossible for a police officer to say what the suspect may be sentenced to while the case is still under investigation.

Lan?

Usually Qi Mo calls her Xiaolan, this tone is not like what she is talking about, but this mobile phone number is really hers.

Qiu Lan frowned, remembering how depressed Qi Mo looked two days ago.

In this case, she may indeed behave differently than usual.

"Momo, wait for me, I'll come right over. Qiu Lan hurriedly replied, quickly changed her clothes and went downstairs.

"Ding Dong", the elevator reached the parking lot on the second floor, the elevator door slowly opened, and Qiu Lan saw the car parked in the stairwell opposite at a glance.

Suddenly, a flash of horror flashed in her eyes.