If the people who died happened to be Ling Jiashu, Ling Ling, and Ling Min, then it would be the death of three people with Huntington's disease, and such a result would undoubtedly be painful but the most complete relief for Ling Li and Zhang Shouyu.

Even if it was Nan Zhiyi, even if he was convinced that Ling Li's father would not harm the whole family, he couldn't figure out whether a woman who was deeply emotionally tormented would do such an extreme thing.

And with Nan Zhiyi's understanding of Ling Li, she definitely couldn't accept such an investigation direction, so after he knew these things, he kept them a secret from her, wanting to have more conclusive evidence before thinking about what to do next.

Zhong Zhuowen, this little girl, is firmer than him, she has always used a woman's intuition as an excuse, with some chicken soup that does not forget her original intention as an encouragement, and she is determined to start from another direction - that is, the police officer who committed suicide.

Her thinking is very simple and rude, as long as the secret room is broken, it can be proved that there is another real murderer - and Nan Zhiyi can't describe her brain circuit, even if you try your best not to enter and exit through the doors and windows after the killing, but at most it can only prove that there is a way to achieve the state of the secret room at the scene of the crime, but it can't overturn the conclusion that Zhou Qingchun committed suicide.

Zhong Zhuowen refused to give up, in order to convince him to be more serious, she asked him again and again to reason without saying, and she still didn't leave several times.

Ling Li's description is really appropriate, this is really a grinding little goblin.

The most terrible thing is that because of these exchanges, he almost went into a gang and was discovered by Ling Li.

Nan Zhiyi was still distracted, and suddenly there was a sound at the door.

Ling Li walked past the door, with a tender yellow hairband tied in her hair, the lower end of her light green long skirt revealing her thin white calves, holding a mop in her hand, bending over slightly, and staring at the floor intently.

Nan Zhiyi suddenly felt that the picture in front of him was a little funny.

Fan Mei's light and literary dress is suitable for reading a book or being in a daze under the shade of a tree, suitable for being gently blown by a breeze on her skirt and long hair.

He laughed for a while, and was about to make a joke, but realized that he was biased.

After that, I found that my eyes were always inadvertently off the computer screen, and I couldn't help but always cast in her direction, and I was faintly irritable in my heart.

With her, it really affects work efficiency!

He simply stood up, walked into the bathroom next door, and turned on the faucet.

Ling Li heard the sound, turned around, and asked him softly, "Teacher Nan, how do you solve your dinner today?" ”

Nan Zhiyi poured water on his face and neck, and raised his head with water droplets on his face: "Whatever." ”

Ling Li asked, "Then I'll go to my uncle's house and bring some dishes back to eat?" I'm afraid I haven't eaten much on the plateau, right? ”

Nan Zhiyi was a little strange: "How do you know that I went to the plateau?" I don't think I said it. ”

Realizing that she seemed to be leaking her mouth, Ling Li hurriedly patched: "I see the yak meat you brought back, I guess you probably went." ”

Nan Zhiyi nodded, didn't do much entanglement, and instructed her: "You still call Lao Zhang and ask him to call an errand or something to deliver it, the weather is so hot, you run around and be careful not to suffer from heat stroke, you see Mi Li Guli I stayed over there, and I will come back after Futian." ”

She secretly pursed her lips and smiled, both the slight warmth of being cared for by him, and the happiness that the little trick succeeded.

Half an hour later, three dishes and one soup appeared on the table.

After Ling Li set up the dishes and chopsticks, she went to the study and asked Nan Zhiyi to come out for dinner.

Putting down the paper that was still being revised in his hand, he slowly paced to the dining room, his head still replaying the materials he had just read.

It took at least a dozen seconds for him to realize that something was wrong on the table.

Nan Zhiyi pointed to the table: "Why do you have more bottles of wine?" ”

Ling Li replied obediently: "My uncle knows that you have just come back from other places, so I specially asked you to take a bottle of wine from my hometown to taste." Oh, and he also said that you are a regular customer, and this bottle of wine should be given to you by him, thank you for taking care of it for many years. ”

Her heart was beating faster, but she finally said the words she had thought of.

Nan Zhiyi was a little confused: "I've eaten hundreds of bowls of beef noodles, and I haven't seen Lao Zhang deliver wine before?" Can you still have this treatment? ”

Ling Li forcibly endured his questioning eyes and nodded heavily.

After that, he put a smile on his face: "My uncle took it from his hometown, the degree is not high, this year's new brew is sweet, you can really try it." ”

However, Nan Zhiyi sat down straight, didn't even look at the bottle of wine, lightly picked up the bowl and picked up the chopsticks, and said, "I don't drink, I still have papers to write at night, so I must keep a clear head." Also, if you have a small plate of peanuts and peanuts, then I will really enjoy the life of a retired old man in advance. ”

Ling Li had originally prepared a lot of words to persuade drinking, but it was useless at this time. His reason for refusing to drink was so bold and bitter that she couldn't refute it.

She suppressed the slight disappointment in her heart and replied to him, "Oh. ”

Nan Zhiyi was about to eat a chopstick dish, when he suddenly looked up at the corners of her slightly drooping eyes, and he couldn't bear to get up.

He had only left her in the capital for two weeks, and as soon as he returned, he rejected her kindness and damaged her. It seems that there is something wrong with it.

Or, why not drink a little to make her happy?

Nan Zhiyi pursed his lips and said, "Otherwise, just drink a little, not more, just a little." ”

The disappointment on her face disappeared for a moment, and she almost trotted into the kitchen: "I'll go get a wine glass." ”

Opening the cabinet and taking out the glass she had been looking forward to a long time ago, she quietly clenched her fists.

This is almost the largest glass in Nanzhiyi's house, even if it is not full, it is at least two taels.

Maybe he'll be able to tell her the truth?

On that day, what kind of drunken and promiscuous tricks Lu Xiaoxiao said in her ear, she originally thought that Lu Xiaoxiao was too undisciplined, but in the end, she was still moved by Lu Xiaoxiao's words.

She gave her the relationship with Nan Zhiyi, positioning it as "ambiguous", as for when to break through the ambiguity and develop into a more intimate relationship, or to return to the original point after standing still, she thought about it, but she was still unwilling to give up like this.

However, Nan Zhiyi is muddy, and if she hides and hides, this matter will never come to fruition.

It is better to take advantage of the enthusiasm of the Wei Wei incident just after the incident to make a small breakthrough.

Of course, her heart is not as wild as Lu Xiaoxiao. What kind of drunken disorder, regardless of whether she should go so fast or not, just say that the bottle of things that Lu Xiaoxiao gave her Nanzhiyi is willing to drink, it is a problem.

Moreover, Lu Xiaoxiao has a black face and a thick heart, and if she can't keep it, she really puts some medicine in the wine. You know, didn't she sell Zhu Jinchuan to her little sister like this back then?

Secondly, generally speaking, 99% of those who dare to drug in novels are cheaper than others.

Therefore, it is more reliable to bring her own hometown grain and wine.

Taking the glass out, Ling Li skillfully picked up the wine bottle, unscrewed the lid and poured him wine.

Nan Zhiyi was startled by the particularly bright light of the cup under the light, and then looked at it fixedly, a little helpless: "Why did you take this cup out?" Where is this liquor glass, this is a whiskey crystal glass, okay? ”

Ling Li covered her mouth and nose with a little weakness: "Oops! It looks too similar, I took it wrong. ”

Nan Zhiyi felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and said helplessly: "I knew I had color blindness, but I didn't expect that there was shape blindness." Do your wine glasses grow into the shape of pot-bellied gourds? ”

Ling Li said calmly: "Yes, really. ”

Well, when it comes to the ability to talk serious nonsense, she is now getting more and more sophisticated.

And under Nan Zhiyi's pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling, her hand holding the wine bottle shook, and the action of pouring the wine was a little out of shape - yes, this time it was natural, and the pouring liquor almost filled the entire glass.

She was surprised again: "Oh, it's too much, what should I do?" ”

What I gained this time was Nan Zhiyi's reproachful eyes: "You're afraid you're not a fool, right?" How did you pass chemistry and physics? Did you think of milliliters as liters and misplaced doses to detonate the lab? ”

teased her for a long time, but Nan Zhiyi finally picked up the glass of wine and took a sip.

Ling Li stared at him quietly and secretly swallowed his saliva.

She was not greedy, but nervous, because of this wine, she really did something to do something, and I don't know if Nan Zhiyi will find out.

Sure enough, after a moment, his brows slowly furrowed: "This is really low-alcohol wine?" Why don't I drink it? ”

Ling Li's heart was weak for a while, and he hurriedly said the excuse he had already thought of: "Maybe the cellar has been stored for a long time, and the water has evaporated, so drink it strong." ”

"Really?" There was still some doubt in his eyes, "Didn't you say that this is a new brew this year?" ”

Ling Li chuckled in her heart, realizing that she couldn't justify herself.

She hurriedly denied: "Did I say that? No, you must have heard it wrong. ”

"Really?" Nan Zhiyi's eyes were full of suspicion, "I don't think my hearing and memory seem to be as bad as they have deteriorated?" ”

"You've been so busy lately!" Ling Li snorted, her heart was up and down, and cold sweat was about to break out on her forehead, "It's thirty-eight degrees, it's really thirty-eight degrees, if you don't believe it, you can read the label." ”

"Well, whether it's cellared or fresh, this wine really doesn't look like a low-alcohol wine, but it may be the reason why I haven't drunk for too long, and I don't seem to be able to taste it."

After finishing speaking, Nan Zhiyi looked at her deeply a few times, put down the wine glass, and began to eat, fortunately he didn't dwell on this issue anymore.

Ling Li was secretly glad that she had finally fooled this matter over.

Hong Kong Zhen, just now she was so nervous that her palms were sweating all the time, for fear that Nan Zhiyi would see that something was wrong.

This wine, as Nan Zhiyi said, is not thirty-eight degrees.

With the kind of low-alcohol wine in her hometown, she can drink a few glasses when she is in a good state, how can she achieve the truth after drinking?

It's a low-alcohol bottle, but the contents have been replaced by her to 62 degrees.

If she had known that Nan Zhiyi had the ability to distinguish wine, she should have saved some hands to be less ruthless, and replaced it with fifty degrees.

However, what Nan Zhiyi said just now that he hadn't drunk for a long time made her a little excited.

I have the impression that he really rarely touches alcohol, and it seems that he has only drunk it once, and he has to drink it for the sake of the project.

Therefore, his resistance to alcohol should be very poor.

Ling Li pursed the corners of her mouth and snickered, although it was not good for her to be a teacher, but as long as she grasped the opportunity, made him happy more, and persuaded him more, maybe she could really make him drunk.

It is impossible for her to follow the script of the drunken and promiscuous little yellow film envisioned by Lu Xiaoxiao, her purpose is just to ask Nan Zhiyi a few questions to determine his heart for her, so as to determine what she should do next.

She didn't dare to ask those questions when he was sober, but if he was drunk, she could have given it a try.

When Ling Li was still snickering in her heart, Nan Zhiyi slowly raised her eyes and looked at her, with a smile in her eyes: "Since it's a low-alcohol wine, or, you can taste it too?" ”