Luo Nanyin was not annoyed, and said, "Then let's go to the Liu brothers' house to have a look." ”

Without waiting for her to raise her feet, Fang Yunting said again:

"We've checked this bloody handprint, and we don't need to test it again."

As soon as his voice fell, a jailer beside him handed over a booklet at the right time, which was the case file of the case.

Fang Yunting took it and flipped it over, once again emphasizing that there was no problem with the evidence in this case.

But he never gave the case file to Luo Nanyin for inspection.

Fang Yunting felt that after listening to her words in front of the cell just now, he really thought that she could find any clues.

Now it looks like she's just messing with time.

Fang Yunting flipped through the case file casually, and a trace of impatience crossed his face.

Luo Nanyin's eyes narrowed slightly, smiling like a fox, Fang Yunting was tall, she needed to tilt her head slightly to look at him, but this did not affect her momentum at all.

She took a step in front of Fang Yunting, and Fang Yunting frowned and took a step back.

It wasn't until he had no way to retreat that Luo Nanyin said with a smile:

"Lord Fang, is this looking down on me?"

She didn't use the title of 'Hongu' to press him, but smiled.

Fang Yunting frowned and looked at her slightly.

Luo Nanyin's black hair is high today, revealing a smooth forehead, and her eyes are curved into a crescent moon when she laughs, sweet, and she feels very close.

Fang Yunting shook his head, his tone was softer than before, and said, "Weichen doesn't dare." ”

Luo Nanyin hooked the corners of her lips and said to herself:

"Although Lord Fang is in Dali Temple, he is not good at martial arts, and he has loved calligraphy since he was a child."

"After being in the position of Shaoqing of Dali Temple, the pressure must be very great, although the face is quiet, but the heart must be very anxious."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Yunting was immediately stunned, and the shocked look on his face was even more undisguised.

How did she know that he didn't know martial arts and loved calligraphy?

And he usually behaves calmly all the time, how can she see the anxiety in his heart?

When Luo Nanjin heard what she said, the tail of her eyes was slightly hooked.

His four sisters are really surprising.

Looking at Fang Yunting's shocked expression, Luo Nanyin added without being salty:

"By the way, you're still left-handed."

"How do you know?!"

Fang Yunting was dumbfounded, and even the honorific title was useless when he was excited.

"It's obvious."

Luo Nanyin smiled slyly and said:

"When the jailer handed you the case file, you took it with your left hand."

"After taking it, you hold the book in your right hand and turn the pages with your left hand, and because the file is relatively thin, you turn it from the back to the front."

Fang Yunting was stunned, and glanced down at his hand holding the book, which was indeed as she said.

These are the details that even he himself has not paid attention to!

Luo Nanyin said again:

"Of course, when you just flip through it, it's just for show, and if you really plan to read a page for a long time, you'll definitely switch your left hand to hold the book and study it carefully."

Fang Yunting didn't speak.

He was in great shock and speechless.

Unexpectedly, these details, which he usually didn't pay attention to, were seen so thoroughly by Luo Nanyin!

"Your palms still have the tiger's mouth, smooth and calloused, and you are usually not good at dancing knives and guns."

"And you have protrusions in the index finger and middle knuckle of your left hand, depending on the degree of your protrusion, it means that you have often written with a pen since childhood, so you should be a person who loves calligraphy."

"And most of your fingers have nails, but the nails of the middle finger of your right hand and the index finger of your left hand are clean, indicating that you have the habit of biting your nails."