chapter40

"Qi Mian's situation really makes me feel a headache!"

Zhen Yi was dressed in a volunteer nurse outfit, following Yan Ge with a meal tray.

She surrounded him all morning to tell her work situation, while he was doing experiments all morning, ignoring her squirting.

“If he wanted to kill Qi Miao at the beginning, he poured flammable liquid and did not ignite it, it would be the end of the crime, and it might be an attempted crime, but in any case, he provided convenience for the murder of others, which is rare, difficult to fight, but challenging;

If he was splashing water, someone poured flammable liquid after leaving halfway, and he came back to light the fire to scare Qi Miao, but he really lit it. This would be a mistake to death.

These two are super sensible.”

While talking, Zhen Yi opened his lunch box, paused and added a topic: "Yan Ge, having lunch with you like this will feel like returning to middle school."

Yan Ge kept silent and wiped the chopsticks he had just washed with a tissue.

Zhen Yi continued: "It's a pity that it's not the two situations I just mentioned. The evidence shows that Qi Mian poured a mixture of paint and gasoline and lit the fire. It was intentional murder and the nature was extremely bad."

Yan Ge brought a small bowl of cucumber soup on her plate and told her: "Slow down."

She nodded and followed him slowly towards the seat, her mouth still kept on.

In fact, when I first met her in middle school, Yan Ge thought that she was a bit talkative.

"Qi Mian said that he was pouring water and didn't ignite the fire. But there is no evidence to support him at present, which is all unfavorable. It's really a headache. How can I find out the mistakes from the existing evidence?" Her tone was like the host of the Discovery Channel.

"You said?" Zhen Yi sat down and asked him.

Yan Ge used a spoon to stir the soup, carelessly: "What did you say?"

"I said so much, didn't you want to say?"

"Well, there's a little bit." The spoon in his hand stopped and looked up at her, "Why did Xiao Ke and the others call you the wife in private?"

"Did you hear it too?" She looked like a coincidence, I just knew it.

"I'm not deaf."

"Maybe they think we are quite compatible." Zhen Yi blinked innocently.

"..." Yan Ge lowered his head and drank the soup.

After a few seconds, Zhen Yi couldn't help but: "Are you angry?"

"No." He said normally, "Nothing you said will not affect me."

“…”

If it were another woman, she would be secretly sad.

But Zhen Yi was very happy, his eyes were bright, and he became more and more eager: "Really? Can I say that we will get married soon after we live together?"

“…”

Yan Ge would not choke, and he looked at her silently.

Her excited little eyes flashed, just like a light bulb.

Getting married with a child? She can think of it.

"If one day I figure out the structure of your head, I can win the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine." Yan Ge said.

"Okay, you can study more, and I will cooperate with you."

Research......

Yan Ge suddenly had nothing to say. How great would it be if it could be cured?

He regained the topic: "What's the benefit of saying this to you?"

"When I have time, I will chase you. This way, I can defeat other women, and no one will compete with me."

compete?

Scepticism.

No one can compete with her, and most girls can't even do anything she does.

"Oh, who is your potential competitor?"

"There are so many female graduate students and female doctors in your laboratory," Zhen Yi pursed, indeed minding, "I am about the same age and have the taboo of teacher-student love, and you are there!"

She looked despised,

"Wearing a clean white coat, you are tempting for a uniform! If I were me, I would definitely fantasize about rolling out the sheets with you on the lab table!"

“…”

Yan Ge was silent for a second, and said calmly: "Not everyone is like you."

Zhen Yi: Uh, do you mean I'm too crazy and disregarding my face?

Yange: Well, there will be no one as persistent as you.

"Didn't the female student give you hint or explicit?" Zhen Yisi's housewife checked the smell of perfume on her husband's clothes.

"No." He was sure.

In fact, there is. It’s just that he can’t receive the signal. He won’t care, understand, think about that, and remember it in his heart.

Over time, the girls gave up. After all, how many people can be as persistent and brave as Zhen Yi?

Zhen Yi didn't believe his words, but didn't think Yan Ge would lie. She knew he was disdainful.

After analyzing for a long time, I could understand: "Maybe everyone thinks you are homosexual."

“…”

Zhen ignored him, grabbed his eyebrows and said, "Yange, you are not homosexual. Because your body responds to me."

“…”

Yan Ge lowered his eyes and paused the chopsticks in his hand.

"Because you have been in love with me, you have become homosexual because you are disappointed with women? No, then I am too failed." She frowned deeply and stretched out in an instant.

"But don't worry, I will be responsible for you. Your family must have you passed on the family line. I can be your shield. I don't have high requirements. Just love four times a week, and I will solve it myself at other times."

"..." Yan Ge held the chopsticks, "Zhen Yi, are you shy?"

"That's it!" She laughed and laughed. Looking at the expression, she knew that she was deliberately saying that and deliberately provoking him.

Yan Ge stopped talking silently.

Zhen Yi tilted his head to look at him. From such a close distance, he could see that his eyelashes were so long, dark and dense, with a high bridge of his nose. He would habitually purse his lips with food in his mouth.

This has been like this since middle school, and it has not changed.

Ah, for a moment, she missed that time a little; she held the guitar and sang at the door of Class 1, Class 2, Junior High School: "You ask how deeply I love you, I love you and want to get married..."

Yan Ge sat in the classroom reading, as if he hadn't heard of it; all the students in the school were crowded by the railings to watch the fun.

Zhen Yi remembered the past, picked up chopsticks and poked the dishes on his plate. It was obvious that the two of them had the same dishes.

Yan Ge didn't stop her, let her go.

The graduate doctor and nurse were also here for lunch. Dr. Yan brought the young nurse and was originally eye-catching; he also shared the food intimately, which was simply too eye-catching.

Words and manners do not care about the eyes of the people around you as before;

But Zhen Yi was inexplicably proud. While despising himself for his hypocrisy, he enjoyed it very much. His body language was declared: The words are mine, and if you look at them, no one is allowed to grab them or not.

Zhen Yi kicked him from under the table: "I have told you so much about Qi Mian's case, why didn't I react at all? Humph, anyone who said to me gently before, 'Dear Zhen Yi, if you need help, just come to me.' Now, I won't say a word."

Yan Ge raised his eyes, he probably wasn't that what he said.

"I think you can handle it so far. You said so much to me just to explain the difficulty of the case. In this way, when you come up with a solution, I will think: Oh, Zhen Yi is so powerful."

Zhen Yi was seen through and gnashed him with his teeth: "You can see through people at any time. You damn man is really boring!"

She lay on the table: "I suspect that the murderer has someone else, but I cannot be 100% sure, nor can I be sure that Qi Mian did not lie."

"Anyway, you're going to stand on his side, aren't you? Because you're his lawyer." He knew her psychology very well.

"Yes." She grinned, full of confidence. "While the evidence is not good for him at the moment, I am ready to challenge it."

After saying that, he clenched his fists and looked at him with a burning look.

“…”

He had seen this look of encouragement and comfort countless times. He knew that every time she showed this look, she wanted to hear something from him.

Yan Ge was silent for a long time, but could not avoid her eyes, so he said helplessly: "Well, my dear classmate Zhen Yi, come on."

"yes!"

Zhen Yi smiled and said, "I'm going to the crime hotel, please accompany me."

The expectation in her eyes cannot be rejected.

"I have time in the afternoon," he said halfway through, taking out his cell phone to send a text message.

What can let him explain his itinerary...
To be continued...