Ling Li was a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, Professor Nan still has something, don't bother others." Ling Li had a slightly reproachful voice.

She knew where her uncle's behavior of disturbing Nan Zhiyi came from. That time, when Xiaobao was rejected by the Second Affiliated Hospital because of his critical condition, it was Nanzhiyi who found a way to give the child a glimmer of life.

Speaking of which, after knowing that Xiaobao's opportunities in the future were all thanks to Nan Zhiyi's face, my uncle kept saying that he would personally thank Professor Nan.

It's just that Nan Zhiyi went to Qionghai these days, and after returning to Funan, he was busy with work, not to mention, plus a Wei Wei, his life trajectory is almost completely different from before.

Not only did he avoid Ling Li intentionally or unintentionally, but he didn't even come to the small shop that solved the dinner with his favorite before.

Ling Li was still a little disappointed, and she was afraid that Nan Zhiyi, a strange person who would turn his face when he said it, would become impatient because he was disturbed by his uncle, which made the scene embarrassing.

Nan Zhiyi seemed to have changed as if he had changed, gentle and patient, holding a teacup and looking at Zhang Shouzhen's photos of Xiaobao one by one, listening to Zhang Shouzhen's self-talk, and making fun of it from time to time.

After almost ten minutes, Zhang Shouzhen finished flipping through the photo album before he put down his phone satisfied.

After that, as if he suddenly remembered something, Zhang Shouzhen blinked: "Professor Nan, otherwise, I will add your friend?" If Xiaobao has any new photos in the future, I will be the first to send it to you, after all, you are the benefactor of our whole family. ”

Nan Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, and then he was polite like himself: "Lao Zhang, this is too outlandish." Even if we don't know each other, we will help. ”

Ling Li didn't know what to say, so she said slightly: "Uncle, don't bother Professor Nan, he is very tired and needs to be quiet." Besides, Professor Nan basically doesn't look at the circle of friends, he has a lot of things to do every day, and he has no time to play WeChat. ”

In other words, she still said that Zhang Shouzhen's behavior caused trouble to Nan Zhiyi.

Zhang Shouzhen puffed out his eyes unhappily: "What? Annoyed with my uncle? ”

Although he was joking, he was obviously still a little angry.

Nan Zhiyi hurriedly came out to solve the siege: "Don't you just add a friend, come, add it." ”

After that, point out your business card.

Zhang Shouzhen put his head into the garlic, and after scanning the QR code, he lowered his head and began to write a note of the three words "Professor Nan" on his WeChat name.

A few minutes later, Ling Li looked at Zhang Shouzhen's crooked professor's handwriting, crying and laughing.

Uncle's mobile phone is already a little stuck, and the handwriting input is too slow, the mobile phone can't recognize it, and it has jumped into other words several times.

Nan Zhiyi has been waiting patiently, Ling Li couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply took the mobile phone from his uncle and helped him write.

Zhang Shouzhen's mobile phone has been used for almost two years, and the handwriting recognition on the screen is a little sluggish, which is indeed not so easy to use.

At first, what she wrote was also a typo. The second time, she increased the force of her hand, wrote a little faster, and finally succeeded.

Ling Li returned the mobile phone to Zhang Shouzhen: "Uncle, either change the mobile phone, or change the input method, it's really too grinding." Otherwise, you can use pinyin faster and more accurate than handwriting. ”

"How can I know pinyin!" Zhang Shouzhen put his mobile phone back in his pocket, "I didn't study it when I went to school." ”

Zhang Shouzhen went back to the kitchen with the plate for a while, and Ling Li sat on the stool in a daze, reliving what he had just said over and over in his head.

Immediately afterwards, the picture on Nan Zhiyi's mobile phone broke into her mind during the day, and there seemed to be a conspicuous typo in Zhou Qingchun's suicide note in front of her eyes.

At that time, the strange feeling that appeared like lightning in my heart became more and more obvious at this time, and I finally knew where it came from.

Ling Li suddenly turned her head in shock and met Nan Zhiyi's eyes.

I saw that his eyes were also burning, as if he had made some surprising discovery.

"Could it be ......" Ling Li opened her lips lightly, trying to make sure if she had a heart with him.

Nan Zhiyi immediately gave a knowing look, and Zhong Zhuowen also realized at this time, and slapped the table and shouted excitedly: ", it's really boring!" ”

Nan Zhiyi smiled and turned his head to scold: "Little child, don't swear." ”

Then he took out his phone and dialed a number, and after a few quick instructions, he got a call back a few minutes later.

"Fan Mei," he hung up, the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes brightened amazingly, "maybe there is a clue." ”

Before Ling Li could answer, he lowered his voice again, but it was in an undoubted tone: "Let's go, let's go back to Nanxi overnight, find everyone Zhou Qingchun asked, and ask again thoroughly." ”

It was night, and Nanzhiyi, who was a little tired from driving for several hours in a row, almost saw the lake with some reflections on the outside of the shoulder as a high-speed road surface because of the poor vision caused by eye fatigue.

He was stunned, the car drove in the direction of the guardrail, and the moment he was about to collide, he realized that something was wrong.

Ling Li saw that the guardrail was getting closer and closer to him, and before he could scream, Nan Zhiyi had already slammed the steering wheel in the opposite direction.

As a result, the body was crooked, and a huge force that seemed to be a centrifugal force pulled the body.

In a hurry, he slammed on the brakes again.

At that time, it had already begun to rain lightly, and the dust and water on the road surface were mixed together, and whether the road surface was completely soaked or not was the most slippery and accident-prone time.

Under the force of the brakes, the car spun 360 degrees on the skidding high-speed road before stopping. If it weren't for the fact that there were few cars on the road in the middle of the night, they would probably have been in a serious accident.

At that time, both of them were stunned, Nan Zhiyi reluctantly drove the car to the emergency lane, turned on the double flashing and fog lights, and rested for a while before he had the strength to speak.

"I almost had an accident, but fortunately there are few cars." He let out a long breath, his face a little pale.

At that time, Ling Li was taken aback, and she was panting slightly.

Thinking of the life-and-death moment just now, her voice trembled a little: "Didn't the teacher teach you when you took the driver's license test?" If you can't slam the steering wheel and slam on the brakes on a rainy day, you will skid, and if you are unlucky, you will overturn. You just just hit the brakes, reduce the speed and hit the steering wheel. Even if we can't slow down and really crash, this car is so sturdy, we should be fine. ”

Nan Zhiyi was silent, the light in his eyes flickered, and it took a while to calm down.

The more Ling Li thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she couldn't help but count him down: "If there was a big truck behind us just now, I'm afraid that the two of us would be completely here." ”

"I'm sorry." Nan Zhiyi rarely recognized it, and the tiredness in his eyes couldn't be hidden, "It seems that I've been driving for too long, and I'm a little sluggish." ”

Ling Li didn't dare to let him continue to be tired, pulled the car door against the light rain, went around to the cab to let Nan Zhiyi down, and for the first time in his life, he was driving on the highway on a rainy day and at night.

Minami shrank in the passenger seat and quickly fell asleep.

The cool rain, the night like ink, Ling Li drove the car, his eyes watched the wipers sweep across the windshield at a frequency of three seconds, and in his ears was the sound of the car driving smoothly, as well as the sound of his almost inaudible breathing.

In the early hours of Monday morning, they finally went and returned.

They spent the next two days in South Creek.

As a student, Zhong Zhuowen was naturally persuaded to quit before leaving, and she didn't have the courage to skip class to participate in the evidence collection.

Besides, before dinner was over, Shi Meina's phone call had already come over, and she was going not to go home again, for fear that Shi Meina, who suspected Zhong Zhuowen and male classmates going out to play without permission, could turn the whole thing over.

However, Ling Li, as a lawyer with free time, plus Zhu Jinchuan, who is directly in charge of her, is on a business trip, so there is no need to ask anyone for leave.

Nanzhiyi is different.

He has classes on Mondays and Tuesdays, and there are major projects in the laboratory waiting for him to fly up, and he has hardly slept all night after arriving in Nanxi, busy with transferring classes and writing reports in advance.

The next morning, he accompanied Ling Li out again, and it was like being beaten all day, but Ling Li, who was familiar with him to a certain extent, could naturally see a trace of tiredness hidden in his eyes.

Ling Li was very grateful to him, this alone time without Wei Wei and others disturbing was also very pleasant, but at this critical juncture, she couldn't have any thoughts.

There are too many facts to do, and they are busy with second inquiries, busy looking for Qian Yang, busy looking for blind spots in known evidence and witness testimony.

Although Ling Li did not say thank you to Nan Zhiyi in person, he was extremely grateful in his heart for the result of his unintentional insertion of willows with a good heart.

She knew that he actually couldn't see her depressed appearance, and deliberately wanted to find something to divert her attention, so he had that trip to Nanxi.

And the reason why he brought Zhong Zhuowen together was that he wanted to enlighten Ling Li in Zhong Zhuowen's state.

Nan Zhiyi said that he believed in Ling Li unconditionally and stood on her side unconditionally, and also gave a good reason.

As he said, he believes that the closest daughter deserves respect and trust for making conclusions that are contrary to everyone based on what he knows about his father.

There are so many illusions in this world that even if you see it with your own eyes, it can deceive people, let alone the result of one inference after another?

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As the sky grew brighter, a cool breeze slipped through the half-open windows, gently lifting the pink curtains and the shell wind chimes above the curtains, making a small and pleasant sound.

The sound of the rain outside the window was a bit annoying.

Ling Li turned over, wanting to bury her head in the pillow to continue to catch up on sleep, but realized that it was already dawn.

Although she was too tired to go to work for a few days, she struggled for a long time to find that she hadn't been to work for three days, and finally opened her eyes.

Grabbing the mobile phone on the bedside table, she squinted and glanced at the time, and suddenly her sleepy eyes widened instantly, and she sat up immediately, and hurriedly got out of bed to clean up.

It's almost eight o'clock, and if you don't want to be late, you have to speed up.

After spending ten minutes washing her face and dressing, and five minutes applying light makeup, Ling Li was ready to go out. When they all walked into the corridor, they suddenly remembered that they didn't bring an umbrella, and turned back to get it.

When waiting for the elevator, she looked out from the height of the eighteenth floor, and she couldn't see the heavy sky, and it was misty and rainy.

Since last Sunday night, on the way back to Nanxi with Nanzhiyi, this continuous rain has been falling non-stop, and it has lasted for four days.

It's not that big, and it doesn't have the momentum of a torrential rain brought by strong convective air in summer, just like a faucet that hasn't been tightened, dropping two drops from time to time.

Half an hour later, Ling Li came out of the subway station, and was buying sandwiches and rummaging through her wallet, when her mobile phone rang, and a dingdong prompted that a text message had come in.

She swiped the screen and saw that it was Nanzhiyi's number, not long or short.

"Are you up? The police have a result. As you expected, it was indeed Boss Zhu who sold rat poison that day. It's just that the murderer is not him. ”