Ling Li was looking forward to the clues she could bring to her substantively helpful, but after more than ten seconds, Huang Zhicong shook his head regretfully, saying that he couldn't help.

Although this result was expected by Ling Li, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but Huang Zhicong obviously couldn't get more information here, and she couldn't pester people about this issue again and again for an afternoon.

Ling Li asked a few more innocuous questions, so she said goodbye.

Before she left, Huang Zhicong bit his lip and seemed to be a little cautious: "I have been tossing and turning for a long time about Aoxue's affairs. This child worked so hard, I really couldn't have imagined that this kind of bad luck would befall her. In this case, it is said that only two arms of her were found, could it be, could it be, could she actually be still alive? ”

Looking at her with a look of hope in her eyes, Ling Li's heart sank, and there was a trace of gloom in her eyes.

This was also a miracle that Ling Li had hoped for, but if Zheng Qijie was really the murderer, and now that he has been arrested for two years, even if Tang Aoxue only lost two arms back then, and where was the person actually imprisoned, then with Zheng Qijie being imprisoned for so long, I am afraid that Tang Aoxue would have already become a pile of white bones.

And if there is another real murderer in this case, the police have not been able to find another suspicious person with such a big effort, such a person who is good at hiding the traces of his crime, I am afraid that in his hands, Tang Aoxue will also be more than lucky.

Even more, he was tortured.

This is also the reason why Chen Rong will never talk about whether Tang Aoxue is still alive since she met them.

She was afraid that she had already understood that Tang Aoxue's chances of survival were negligible and almost negligible.

Huang Zhicong obviously didn't think deeply about this question, and when she finished asking and couldn't get Ling Li's answer, she suddenly remembered something, and burst into tears: "But even if people are still alive and don't have two hands, Ao Xue is so strong, everything must be perfect, and a data is not planned to be redone several times, how can you allow your own imperfection?" ”

After saying this, she bit her cheeks and was silent for a long time, and finally held back the reddened circles of her eyes and didn't roll down her tears, and there was no choking in her voice, just shaking her head and sighing: "It's a pity, it's a pity." ”

Bidding farewell to Huang Zhicong, Ling Li was in a very low mood.

Not only did I learn from others that Tang Aoxue had not been easy over the years, but in addition to lamenting her misfortune, I also regretted that I didn't find a trace of new clues in the case.

Zhu Jinchuan asked her not to care about anything other than the case, and he came to deal with Yu Wenzhong's private tricks, but she still couldn't find a breakthrough point.

And what is also in a predicament again is Ling Li's own case.

The rat poison was found out who sold it, but nothing else was found. Even Ling Li found something different from Zhou Qingchun's death with great hope, but except for the fact that he couldn't be sure whether it was a typo made by Zhou Qingchun, he still found nothing.

There was no trace of violent entry at the scene, and there was no abnormality in the surrounding surveillance video, as for the four witnesses investigated by Zhou Qingchun before his death, except for the dead iron head, no one else was suspicious, and there was alibi evidence.

Even Qian Yang, who they did not find that day, was later found by the police in a small city east of Funan on the border with other provinces, and he had ample alibi records before and after Zhou Qingchun's death.

He took a train that day to Linprovince to look for a job, and stayed there for one night. He had no time to commit the crime at all.

After a big turn, the case has returned to the original point, which is also because the cornerstone of all the investigations was based on their guesses about the use of handwriting and pinyin input methods, and now they can't find a breakthrough point, so they have to put it on hold again.

Ling Li said goodbye to her assistant and went home, she was preoccupied all the way, and took a nap on the subway for a while, and when she came out of the underground passage, she realized that it seemed to be raining again.

The sky was very dark, the black clouds in the sky were rolling, only a little light on the horizon was gradually sinking, and the wind was blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes, there was really an illusion that the end was coming.

Ling Li quickened her pace, almost trotting home, and finally ran into the building before the raindrops fell.

Going up to the eighteenth floor, Ling Li gasped slightly.

The rain had fallen, and the wind didn't seem to be so strong, but it was still so dark, and the lights in the hallway weren't on.

Ling Li slapped and slapped the switch, and found that the light did not move at all, and it seemed to be broken.

She shook her head, and with some difficulty, reached into her bag and felt for the keys.

She had so many things in her bag, a purse, a cell phone, toilet paper, wet wipes, an umbrella, headphones, a notebook, a pencil case, a makeup bag, and a drinking glass.

After a while, the key was shaken off to the bottom of the pocket, and the light was dim, which was really a bit of a struggle.

It took a lot of effort to find the key, and she had just poked into the keyhole when a voice came from behind: "Back?" ”

Ling Li was startled by this sudden sound, and the hand holding the key to open the door shook involuntarily, and she almost didn't hold the bag.

Immediately looked behind him, and saw a head poking out of the door opposite.

With unkempt hair and dark and bright eyes, who is it not Nan Zhiyi?

She patted her chest, with a little disgust: "Don't suddenly make a noise behind your back at night, okay?" It's so dark here, it's weird. ”

Nan Zhiyi's face was full of innocence, pushed open the door and stood up: "It's not my pot if the light in the corridor is broken, why are you afraid of people if you don't do anything wrong?" ”

Ling Li was thirsty and tired after a busy day, and at this time he didn't want to talk to him, so he only asked, "Have you walked with Gu Li?" ”

"It's an early walk, and when I come back, I see that it's raining, so hurry up and take them out." He replied, leaning on his back and not having any manners, and then, as if he had no bones, leaned against the wall to find a fulcrum to support his wobbly body.

It's officially summer, and Nan Zhiyi, a person who is not very sensitive to temperature, has also changed into a summer dress with short-sleeved shorts.

The royal blue polo shirt and beige knee-length casual shorts look younger than the heavy colors of winter, and under such clothing, it is easy to see how old he is.

Speaking of which, men are more advantageous than women.

Don't look at Nan Zhiyi's usually unkempt face and always show people, but even if his dirty appearance is ten years older than his actual age, ten or twenty years later, as long as his hairline does not recede, as long as he keeps his figure and does not gain weight like blowing up a balloon, he will still be a handsome uncle with a fierce face.

And she will only go from a bowl of clear soup to bean curd, which will be ground by time and years, and finally become a bowl of tofu dregs.

Ling Li was shocked to realize that she didn't know when she started, and the stubble that often occupied half of Nan Zhiyi's face suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Without stubble, not only does he look a lot younger, but his face is indeed much more pleasing to the eye, especially when the face is expressionless, the lines between his eyebrows and eyes have a trace of cold and delicate taste.

"Is there anything going on at night?" Nan Zhiyi asked her suddenly.

He was leaning on the door frame like that, his hair was a little messy, his eyes were tired, and his face and voice were a little weak.

"Nothing, what?" Ling Li replied, tilting her head to look at him, a trace of sweetness in her heart.

Is this to ask her to accompany him to dinner again? And just now, he opened the door as soon as he heard her movement, as if he had been waiting for her to come home.

Thinking back to the day when he was frizzy and took the key to open the door directly, could it really be that he saw Xie Keer enter the door so he broke into 1802?

If this is the case, does that prove that Nanzhiyi has been secretly observing?

If she were someone else, she would definitely feel disgusting and creepy, but if she changed to Nan Zhiyi, the situation would be different.

It seems that there is a little secret joy in my heart......

Nan Zhiyi didn't notice her inner drama at all, and suddenly stood up straight, with a serious expression: "I heard that Nanxi found Boss Zhu over there, do you want to go to Nanxi, and then ask him what happened that day, and the ins and outs of *?" ”

Ling Li's heart sank, and the little joy he had just felt when he saw him for the first time after a long absence suddenly disappeared.

She involuntarily grasped the key with her fingers, and after a while she replied, "Okay." ”

The rain was pouring down, but they thought about it and got on the road.

If Ling Li knew the news of Boss Zhu's return home but didn't go, she would probably have trouble sleeping. And Boss Zhu has disappeared since the last time he was questioned by the police, and it is said that he has returned to his hometown in other provinces.

It's easy for him to reappear, if he doesn't hurry up to meet him and ask what he wants to ask, how can Ling Li feel at ease?

So, I braved the rain all night on the road, and even for dinner, I packed sandwiches and burgers casually at the drive-thru restaurant.

Who knew that when it was on, the sky would be clear.

It was already dark in the morning, and after driving down for hundreds of kilometers, Ling Li and the others didn't have time to go to the industrial park to put down their luggage and went straight to Nanxi City, and finally saw Boss Zhu again at ten o'clock in the evening.

As soon as he opened the door, as soon as he saw Ling Li, his face turned a little pale, and he subconsciously wanted to close the door, but after all, he still held back this instinctive reaction and let Ling Li and them into the house.

Ling Li understood where his reaction was coming from.

He cowered and hid for eight years, even if he was questioned by the police and revealed what he had done back then, he subconsciously hid again, but since he is willing to come back now, he should know that he can't hide anymore this time.

Compared with facing the interrogation of the police, facing the orphans of a family poisoned by the rat poison he sold back then, telling the past face-to-face is obviously a more complete relief for Boss Zhu.

Compared with the meeting twenty days ago, Boss Zhu has obviously lost a lot of weight, and it seems that he has suffered a lot these days.

Before Ling Li could speak, he heard a long sigh, his eyes were uneasy, as if he was waiting for trial.

Ling Li's mood was very calm, and her voice was gentle: "Uncle Zhu, the rat poison back then was really what you sold to my father?" ”

Boss Zhu moved his lips, his eyes couldn't help but look down, although he didn't speak, his expression had clearly told Ling Li the answer.

"Is it really you?" Ling Li frowned, and couldn't help but sigh: "Then back then, why didn't you say it?" ”

Boss Zhu lowered his head slightly, the corners of his mouth drooped, and he just let out a long sigh.