Chapter Eighty-Eight: Drinking Coffee?
On the night of the loss of the mural, Nie Yuanbin began to pay attention to Ouyang Jinglin's greeting for the first time.
Scientifically speaking, a person's resentment towards another person cannot disappear in a short period of time because of a third person's words, unless he is deliberately covering it up, so he deliberately shows understatement, and does not ask too much, he just wants to continue to observe;
The second time was when the hidden camera outside the grotto was cut out for 4 seconds.
Although it is said that all people who know that a hidden camera has been installed are suspects, it requires keen observation and strong technical support to find out that they have been filmed in such a short period of time and directly erase the picture through a remote device.
In terms of sensitivity, only Ouyang Jinglin is the most prominent. He lived with Nie Yuanbin and his grandfather when he was very young, although they were very good to him, but after all, they were not his biological family, so he learned to observe words and emotions very early, figure out people's hearts, and in order to achieve his goal, he could plan for a long time, and unscrupulous means, which is not what a child of that age should have;
THE THIRD TIME WAS AN INFRARED INSPECTION REPORT OF THE CAVE WITH BIOMETRICS OF HIM AND MAY. When he learned the news, he was very calm, Nie Yuanbin observed him carefully, he didn't have any slight expression, although Ouyang Jinglin's usual expression management was very good, after all, it was born from the heart, if he didn't know it in advance, or he arranged it at all, how could he not even have an accident as small as a sesame?
All the speculation comes from Nie Yuanbin's understanding of Ouyang Jinglin, and there is really no one who understands his heart better than him.
WHEN NIE YUANBIN EXPLAINED OUYANG JINGLIN'S NAME, HIS TONE WAS NOT SHOCKED, AND HE UNDERSTOOD THAT THIS MATTER HAD BEEN REPEATED MANY TIMES IN HIS HEART, FROM BEGINNING TO END, HE HAD ALREADY ANALYZED, SCRUTINIZED, ESTABLISHED AND DENIED, NEGATED AND ESTABLISHED, AND NOW HIS HEART HAS BEEN TEMPERED AND TURNED INTO IRON AND STEEL.
"Nie, I have something I want to hear for you."
MAY FINALLY SPOKE, HER WORRIES HAD TURNED INTO DETERMINATION AT THIS TIME, AND SHE WANTED TO ACCOMPANY NIE YUANBIN TO DEAL WITH THIS MATTER.
Ouyang Jinglin's voice came out of the recorder, Nie Yuanbin frowned, and squeezed the other hand tighter and tighter with one hand, pinching out bruises.
If the will of the ancestors is the shackles of Ouyang Jinglin's soul, then Nie Yuanbin is the last straw that crushed the camel.
The reason for this mix is really hard to accept.
The manuscript left by Ouyang Jinglin's ancestors, in a strict sense, is not only their family's private property, but also a precious cultural relic with thousand-year-old historical significance, a national treasure, and something we should strive to recover and protect.
Ouyang Jinglin originally wanted to fulfill his ancestor's will and hand it over to the Academy of Painting for protection, but he chose to destroy other cultural relics in exchange for the return of this cultural relic, which was a big mistake.
Now, the manuscript has returned to Dunhuang, but the Bodhisattva on the west wall of 691 is still adrift overseas, so how to pick up the Bodhisattva next?
Nie Yuanbin believes that at the beginning, Ouyang Jinglin refused, the other party used the people he cared about the most to threaten him and induce him, poisonous snakes were beautiful and harmless before they appeared prototypes, once they opened their mouths, those long fangs would bite your neck, so that you didn't even have a chance to struggle.
Ouyang Jinglin and Holf's deal was finally exposed in broad daylight.
"Nie!"
MAY CAREFULLY TOUCHED NIE YUANBIN, WHO WAS DEEPLY TRAPPED, AND HIS THOUGHTS SEEMED TO BE PULLED BACK BY FORCE. Although I had already guessed it, when the truth was so ruthlessly put in front of me, I felt that it was the pain of the skin and flesh.
"Do you want to talk to Ouyang?"
No matter what he does, this decision is to dig out his heart, although he didn't say it, but anyone with a discerning eye understands that this is equivalent to sending his younger brother to prison, but the reason why his brother did bad things is that he just wants to get his brother's attention.
Nie Yuanbin didn't speak, he finally stepped forward and hugged MAY,
"Thank you!
Give me a little more time! ”
After speaking, without leaving any time to answer questions, the meteor strode out of the ruin bar.
Nie Yuanbin hadn't gone to look for Ouyang Jinglin for a long time, so much so that when he saw Nie Yuanbin appear in front of him, Ouyang Jinglin was stunned.
"Brother!"
Ouyang Jinglin's claim made Nie Yuanbin's heart tremble slightly.
Ouyang Jinglin: "When did you come back?" ”
Nie Yuanbin: "It's only been two days. ”
Looking at Ouyang Jinglin's clean and tidy room—he has always been like this, as logical, regular, and not casual as Nie Yuanbin—everything has a pattern.
"Ouyang, I want to talk to you!"
"Okay."
Ouyang Jinglin seemed to be looking forward to this moment, and his face immediately smiled,
"What to talk about, to talk about love?"
Nie Yuanbin: "......"
"Just kidding, brother, didn't I promise you not to tell you all this nonsense again, I remember it all."
After speaking, Ouyang Jinglin winked at Nie Yuanbin playfully, as if everything in the past had disappeared in this blink of an eye.
"I've never asked you, what do you think about the loss of the mural?"
Nie Yuanbin didn't take the evidence and directly questioned him, emotionally speaking, he wanted to hear Ouyang Jinglin defend himself.
"Coffee?"
Ouyang Jinglin didn't answer Nie Yuanbin's question, but stood up, went to the console, and started to make coffee.
God gave Ouyang Jinglin such a wonderful skin, the man wearing a white design dark flower shirt, under the background of the light, concentrated on cooking coffee, the golden coffee machine and the man's white and slender fingers blended together, the man was serious without distractions, his eyes were full of love, if this moment was recorded, he would definitely win the highest award in the photography industry.
Nie Yuanbin leaned his back on the console, leaned sideways, admired this beautiful process, and did not continue to ask.
Fifteen minutes later, Ouyang Jinglin handed Nie Yuanbin a cup of American-style sweetened coffee—it was the taste he had always liked, seven bitter and three sweet—and he first got closer and smelled it, it had always tasted, and it had never changed.
"You ask me what I think about the loss of the mural?
I'm one of the suspects, does my opinion matter? ”
There was no dissatisfaction in Ouyang Jinglin's tone, no complaints, as if he was just telling someone else's story.
"The previous Gana Re base, this time in the Baruda area, their actual controller is not what we know, but a chemist named Horf - the mentor of Dr. May."
Ouyang Jinglin's hand that was stirring coffee suddenly paused, the corners of his mouth slanted slightly, and then returned to its original state and continued to stir the coffee in his hand.