Superior apartment.

Ji Baijian, Song Zhizhi and Lu Xiaolang both ate two big bowls of porridge.

Lu Xiaolang praised without hesitation, "This is the best meal I've ever had. Thank you."

Yan Zhen smiled, "You're welcome."

Song Zhizhi also agreed, "I thought you were a doctor, but I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking."

"Let's know it out with cleverness." Yan Zhen has a good personality and can even joke.

"I also use the same hands when dealing with the corpse." Ji Baijian suddenly spoke.

Song Zhizhi turned to look at him, "Are you jealous?"

"That's true," said Yan Zhen, "and I prefer the touch of the body."

"..." Song Zhizhi was speechless.

Are the people Ji Baijian made friends with all kinds of freaks?

"It's getting late, it's time for me to go back." Yan Zhen packed up the dishes and put them in the dishwasher, wiped his hands and said, "I'll come here to inject anti-inflammatory fluid into you tonight."

"Um."

Yan Zhen left like this.

Song Zhizhi helped Ji Baijian to the sofa in the living room.

Lu Xiaolang also had enough food and drinks, and sat cross-legged on the sofa watching TV.

Lu Xiaolang is becoming more and more accustomed to life here, and can play with the electronic technology here, getting used to the bustling traffic here, and even the food is more suitable for the Wulin Temple.

Song Zhizhi looked at Lu Xiaolang's calm appearance and did not disturb her watching TV. She turned to look at Ji Baijian, "Do you want to go back to your room and lie down?"

"Do you want to lie down?" Ji Baijian raised his eyebrows.

"I'll tell you." Song Zhizhi said angrily.

"I thought you wanted to lie down, and I could accompany you."

"..." Does she look so dissatisfied?

"By the way, I'll show you something." Ji Baijian changed the topic.

Song Zhizhi frowned.

Ji Baijian said, "Take out the phone in my room."

Song Zhizhi nodded, went to Ji Baijian's room and took out his cell phone.

"The password is my birthday," Ji Baijian said.

Song Zhizhi looked at the screen in a daze.

What do you know what day your birthday is.

Ji Baijian raised his eyebrows, "Don't know?"

nonsense.

Can she remember that she is still so embarrassing?

"It seems I don't know." Ji Baijian murmured at Song Zhizhi's expression.

That tone made Song Zhizhi feel that she really did something that was particularly sorry for Ji Baijian.

She tried to fight back, "Do you know my birthday?"

"August 15, xx." Ji Baijian replied.

All right.

She was completely embarrassed.

She never expected Ji Baijian to know.

She doesn't remember that she told him.

"Who sets up a password and sets his own?" Song Zhizhi said deliberately.

"Um?"

"It's all about setting the other party's birthday." Song Zhizhi's strong words were erroneous.

"Oh." Ji Baijian replied.

Song Zhizhi said, "What is your password? I will set my password."

Ji Baijian smiled at the corner of his mouth.

This girl has a high IQ.

Ji Baijian said, “xx0708.”

It turns out that Ji Baijian was born on July 8, well, she remembered it.

"It's opened." Song Zhizhi said.

Ji Baijian nodded, "You open my micro chat."

"Um."

"The message Yan Zhen sent me."

"Um."

"Click on the video of the last message."

Song Zhiyi step by step.

The video opens.

Inside is the intensive care unit where her father was hospitalized. At this moment, Nie Wenzhi was sitting next to his father's bed at that moment, as if whispering.

It should be a very small sound, but at this moment it can be heard clearly.

Be able to hear everything Nie Wenzhi said completely.

This is what Ji Baijian said. Will it leave traces after doing it?

She hadn't thought so much.

Ji Baijian explained, "This is what I asked Yan Zhen's father, Uncle Yan, to help me copy it from the hospital's surveillance. The voice was amplified. You can listen to what Nie Wenzhi said to your father, listen carefully."

Song Zhizhi's throat moved slightly.

She listened very carefully and looked very carefully.

She heard Nie Wenzhi say, "Husband, you don't know how scared I am, how scared I am, you wake up... Come here."

From the moment I married you, I have been looking forward to this day.

Your wife who is so full of heaven and earth is not an ordinary car accident, but I arranged it.

I have been trained since childhood that even if I am a dead person, even if I am a dead person, I cannot tell you what is hidden...

Song Zhizhi's eyes were red, and the person holding the phone was even trembling.

She looked at the video fiercely, watching Nie Wenzhi leaning affectionately on his father's shoulder and whispering intimately in his ear. It looked so sweet. No one knew that Nie Wenzhi was saying such a vicious words. Song Zhizhi even wondered whether Nie Wenzhi in his previous life treated her father like this.

In her previous life, her father really had brain congestion and turned into a vegetable. Whenever she saw Nie Wenzhi visiting her father intimately and sweetly, wasn’t he just saying such cruel words?

Her lips were clenched.

What’s even more hateful is that Nie Wenzhi said that her mother’s car accident was not an ordinary car accident, but her arrangement!

She never thought that her mother was killed by Nie Wenzhi, and at this moment, at this moment...

Nie Wenzhi is really not to be cherished!

Death is not worth cherishing!

"Don't cry." Ji Baijian suddenly spoke.

Song Zhizhi endured his emotions.

right.

Don't cry.

Now she is the winner.

At least a stage winner.

She could have been so cruel in her father's ear for so many years, and she could have revenged in the same way.

Song Zhizhi took a deep breath and stabilized his emotions.

She said, "What did Nie Wenzhi say to train since childhood?"

"It's true that's not stupid." Ji Baijian seemed to be praising him.

Song Zhizhi was very serious, "So is Nie Wenzhi controlled?"

"I guess, it should be." Ji Baijian nodded.

This morning, Ji Baijian asked Yan Zhen to ask his father for a video. He wanted to see if he could find out any clues. He knew very well that Nie Wenzhi was seriously burned and would lose most of his life if he didn't die. Even if he was alive, he might not be able to make any words out of Nie Wenzhi's mouth. He could only verify the truth by himself.

While suffering from the pain of bandaging and disinfection of wounds, he watched the video over and over again.
To be continued...