Ling Li was silent, after eating the rice in the bowl in a few bites, she put down her chopsticks and looked at Ling Shuang, and couldn't help but sigh: "How can it not be familiar?" Sister Shuang, haven't you seen it? ”

"Seen?" Ling Shuang's eyes were full of doubts, and she wanted to ask a few more questions, but she saw Ling Li standing up.

"I've eaten well, Sister Shuang, you eat slowly, go to rest after eating, and leave the bowl for me to wash."

Ling Shuang couldn't understand how Ling Li, who usually finished eating after her, could move so quickly, and just as she was about to ask a few questions, Ling Li had already run away.

Ling Li hurriedly got off the table and returned to the study to read the materials, but her mood couldn't calm down for a long time.

Nan Zhiyi came back, holding Wei Wei's waist and appearing in front of Sister Ling Shuang, Dafang did not avoid people at all, is this living together "in the name of husband and wife"?

Even if it is, you can't sue him for bigamy......

Ling Li was shocked by her sudden deviation, and then fell into a silent mood.

Now that they're together, what was she before?

Is it just a pastime for Nan Zhiyi to pass the boring time when Wei Wei is away, or is it just the same as the role in Sun Rui's incident, a complete spare tire and an object that was canceled by others.

The difference is that Nanzhiyi didn't say anything.

The heart is full of unwillingness.

Even if he didn't speak, But what is the little affection in his eyes?

She's stupid, yes, but she's not an idiot, and she's not blind.

That morning, because of the stimulation of mint, she couldn't help but want to confess for a while, although she still lacked a little courage in the end, she knew that Nan Zhiyi understood what she wanted to say.

His eyes and body language can't deceive people. Sometimes, as dull as she is, you can feel the different brilliance in his eyes when he is facing her.

That's not an illusion, it definitely won't.

But why did the sky change again in a blink of an eye? How can you seem to have a tacit understanding with her on the one hand, but as soon as you turn around, you can be as close as Wei Wei, like a couple.

Even if she deliberately gambled with him for his safety, wouldn't it be enough for him to be angry with him by throwing her alone on the Third Ring Road?

Moreover, there was not even a word of apology afterwards, and it didn't look like him at all.

At that time, she was very hard, and when she was questioned and despised by him, she was about to collapse and almost cry.

At that time, in fact, as long as he asked one more question, the battle line that she could easily hold up would collapse immediately.

Then tell him about his concerns, say that he is unwilling to give up but is afraid that it will affect his safety, and say how much he cares about him.

Even, regardless of the fact that they hugged him and cried.

But in the end, none of these assumptions happened, and there was no going back to the moment when she voluntarily gave up and became a deserter.

The tip of her nose was slightly sour, Ling Li blinked, holding back the little wetness in the corners of her eyes, then shook her head to throw these inexplicable distractions out of her mind, and refocused her attention on the notes being written in front of her.

I wrote a paragraph, and then looked at another book that was placed aside, and my thoughts couldn't stop diverging.

In addition to worrying about Tang Aoxue's case and Sister Ling Shuang's affairs every day at work, after getting off work, almost all her energy was devoted to finding clues about Zhou Qingchun's case.

Nine years have passed, and the crime scene has long been unrecognizable, and all she can see is the bits and pieces reflected in the inquest transcripts of the scene.

First of all, the unknown cell that Qian Di was particularly concerned about, although it was not found who it was, and it was very likely that it had nothing to do with the case, it still made Ling Li unable to let go.

Just like locking Li Zejun by relying on her first intuition, that cell always made her feel that maybe it was the breakthrough point of the case.

There were still some problems with the evidence collection back then, and the rush to the hospital after the neighbors found out that their family had been poisoned inevitably destroyed the scene.

Judging from the materials in the hands of the police, it can only go so far.

But if there is a real murderer who has not appeared, Zhou Qingchun is likely not to commit suicide, and his investigation must have touched something that made the murderer nervous, so he was killed.

However, the secret room presented at the time of Zhou Qingchun's death could not be bypassed.

Whether it is the on-site investigation transcript or the testimony of hundreds of pages of more than a dozen neighbors, the secret room is impeccable.

Closed windows, intact security nets, security doors with no signs of violent damage, and bathroom doors that lock from the inside.

The only way to the scene of the crime was a small window in the bathroom.

Unless someone can shrink into the state of an infant or transform into a fly and fly in, there is no chance of committing a crime.

These days, whenever he has a little spare time, Ling Li will repeatedly deduce, racking his brains to think about how to make the scene look like a secret room after committing the crime, but he has no clue.

In just two weeks, nearly half of her 200-page A5 notebook has been written, some neatly written, some messy in others, and the same handwriting is her sometimes calm and sometimes chaotic thoughts.

Ling Li held the pen in her hand and remained in a pensive state until she was awakened by the sound of water coming from the kitchen.

Ling Shuang naturally wouldn't let her wash the dishes, and after eating, she cleaned up the table with her hands and feet and began to wash the dishes and dishes.

When Ling Li arrived at the kitchen, she was rinsing the last dish under the faucet, and then putting it on the shelf for filtering water.

"Sister Shuang, I said I washed it!" Ling Li was a little helpless, "You're so tired from cooking, just let me move?" ”

Ling Shuang turned her head and chuckled at Ling Li, but she didn't speak, but the clear and soft gaze in her eyes reminded Ling Li of her sister.

Warmth swelled up in her heart, Ling Li stepped forward and grabbed her hand, which was a little rough because of the hot water, and said, "Sister Shuang, don't worry, Wu Yi will not hurt you again." You can stay in peace, and I will do everything. ”

Ling Shuang moved her lips but didn't say a word, and looked at her for a while, and then nodded heavily.

In the second half of the night, Ling Li cheered up and temporarily freed herself from the other two cases, and only cared about Ling Shuang's affairs wholeheartedly.

She knew that this divorce lawsuit would be very difficult, and even thinking about dealing with such a shameless family would be a headache, but she also knew that if she didn't take it, all the blame would go to Ling Shuang.

Knowing the difficulty, and going up. She has to hurry up and sue and let Sister Shuang's matter start to go through the procedure.

It can be a long and tangled process, but it has to have a beginning before it can be over.

Moreover, she also wanted to see the house in a mysterious state of secret.

Early the next morning, Ling Li asked Zhu Jinchuan for leave, bought a high-speed rail ticket to Nanxi in the morning, and went to the public security bureau to check the household registration information when he arrived in Nanxi, and then hurried for a while, and finally went to the Jialing District Court in the afternoon to file a case.

The old judge of the case filing division took a stack of materials for review, and spent a minute or two reading the complaint without a single expression on his face.

When he saw Ling Li's power of attorney, he finally reacted a little, looked up at her, and asked, "For a divorce that does not involve property disputes, do you still hire a lawyer?" Or from the capital please? ”

Ling Li pursed her lips and nodded, knowing that what he meant was that this was too much of a fuss.

She didn't want to say more about this issue, she just wanted to finish her work as soon as possible and return to the capital, and asked politely: "Excuse me, are the materials on the case complete?" Does it comply with the provisions of the Civil Procedure Law on case filing? ”

She was knowingly asking, just because she didn't want to go too far on the topic.

The judges of the case filing court have long been active in the front line of fighting wits and courage with the parties, and they are all cunning and cunning, and they will be tricked away by them if they don't pay attention.

The judge seemed to be choked, looked down at the information again, and nodded lightly: "Qi, in line with the provisions of the Civil Procedure Law." ”

Then he said to Ling Li in an undoubted tone: "Marriage and family disputes need to be mediated before the case is filed, notify both parties to the court, mediate first, and then file the case if it is not possible to divert it before the lawsuit." ”

Ling Li hurriedly expressed her attitude: "My client said that he would not accept mediation and must divorce." ”

The judge slammed the pen on the table, made a sound that was not light or heavy, and then squinted slightly: "This is the process of our case filing work, and we ask you to cooperate." ”

After speaking, he pointed to the wall and motioned for Ling Li to read it.

Ling Li finished browsing in half a minute, still maintaining a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant: "Regarding the requirements for pre-litigation mediation in certain types of cases, this is the internal work rules of the court, and it is not binding on the parties. There is no law that requires mediation to file a divorce case, so please file a case for my client in accordance with the requirements of the case registration system. ”

After a pause, Ling Li kept smiling: "If you can't file a case today, please show a notice of non-filing." ”

was presented by her under the banner of the case registration system, and the judge's eyes flashed with displeasure, but after all, he didn't say much, tapping on the keyboard, and finally returned a case number to Ling Li: "Go back and wait for the acceptance notice." ”

"Thank you." Ling Li responded politely, and was about to turn around, but was stopped by the judge again.

He didn't seem to give up, hooked his neck and frowned: "This case, it really can't be mediated?" ”

Ling Li didn't hold back for a while, and couldn't help laughing.

This person is really obsessed with mediation, and it seems that the court's emphasis on the quality and efficiency of the trial has led to heavy pressure on the judges below.

Once again, he clarified his position, and Ling Li left the case filing hall.

But I saw a familiar figure.

The tight lines of the side face, wearing a pair of glasses, the hair parted in the middle, and the man who is surrounded by a large group of people in the middle, who is not Nan Zhijun?

She subconsciously wanted to dodge, but she had already been seen by Nanzhijun.

"Ling Li." There was a bit of surprise in his eyes, calling her name, and he was already walking towards her.

Ling Li had no choice but to move her steps to meet her, and called out respectfully on her face: "Dean Nan." ”

"I didn't expect to meet here." Nan Zhijun still had a serious expression, but the coldness in his voice was a little less.

"Well, I'm here to get the procedural paperwork." Ling Li pushed her glasses.

The night before, she studied the case too late, and then fell asleep, but she didn't know what she dreamed about, and when she woke up, her face was full of tears and her eyes were slightly swollen.

As a last resort, I had to wear glasses to cover my ugliness.

It's just that there is only a limit to what the glasses can cover after all, and as soon as Nan Zhijun approached, his eyes stayed on her face, and then he whispered: "You still have to pay attention to rest at work." ”

Obviously, he misunderstood the origin of Ling Li's appearance.

The middle-aged man on the side, who was wearing a moon-white dress and a French emblem, quickly glanced at her, saw a few documents in her hand, and immediately interjected with a smile: "Does this lawyer know from the Southern Court?" ”

"Well," Nan Zhijun nodded faintly, "my brother's friend." ”