Zhan Hanjue himself was also stunned.

He asked the police officer: "Is the video confirmed true?"

"We have carefully checked it, and there are no traces of cutting and splicing of hands and feet." The police officer said official: "In addition, we also need to detain the car at your door, do driving records and analyze it, and arrange for a special person to do an appraisal."

Zhan Hanjue frowned deeply, and a trace of complexity and entanglement flashed in his eyes.

"I'll go out and make a phone call," he said.

The policeman immediately stood up: "Do you want me to arrange someone to accompany you?"

Zhan Hanjue shot straight through with a sharp cold eye: "Why, I am already the murderer before the identification results have come out?"

"This..." the police officer smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Police officer, the person who was hit is my mother. I believe Mr. Jue won't take the opportunity to escape, otherwise he wouldn't take the initiative to file a case, right?" Ning Xi calmed down the atmosphere and added.

The police waved his hand and signaled that Zhan Hanjue could go and call, and arranged for people to seize Zhan Hanjue's car.

Ning Xi did not go out with Zhan Hanjue. She thought to herself that Zhan Hanjue's expression did not seem to be pretending.

When he saw a man who was exactly the same as him, he was also surprised and disbelief.

Is there any hidden secrets in this...?

Does it have something to do yesterday? Why can't I tell her...

Ning Xi was thinking about various possibilities in his mind, and half an hour passed without realizing it.

The police officer often glanced at her secretly.

Maybe she was worried about whether Zhan Hanjue would run away, or she was worried about her husband hitting her mother, how should she accept it?

Finally, after more than ten minutes, Zhan Hanjue came back.

His eyebrows were always frowning, and he had not stretched out, and Luo Jin and another lawyer were following behind him.

Luo Jin came from the office.

The police officer had heard of his name and was trembling: "Lawyer Luo, what wind has blown you?"

"I just put forward a few opinions on the hit-and-run incident on behalf of my client Zhan Hanjue..."

Luo Jin and the police began to negotiate, and Ning Xi felt a slump.

Zhan Hanjue called Luo Jin. Does it mean that he was driving and hit Song Qin?

It seemed like there was telepathy. While Ning Xi was looking at Zhan Hanjue, Zhan Hanjue was also looking at her.

With his eyes staggered, Zhan Hanjue frowned and said, "I will find out this matter clearly. I don't remember that I bumped into your mother last night."

"You can't tell me what you did last night, but you shouldn't be alone, right? Isn't anyone else able to provide evidence of absent?"

Zhan Hanjue's thin lips pursed a little tighter: "Let's wait for the car's identification results."

Listening to Zhan Hanjue's tone, Ning Xi knew that he couldn't ask anything.

"I went to the hospital to see my mother first. The doctor said that she is very vague now and needs her relatives to talk to her frequently, which will increase her chances of waking up."

"Um."

Ning Xi has been restless after leaving the traffic police brigade.

On the way to the hospital, Ning Xi was the first to be stopped by a black Shijue.

The car window lowered, revealing Uncle Fu's kind face: "Miss Ning, our old man wants to see you alone."

Uncle Fu took Ning Xi to several circles, probably to get rid of the bodyguards who followed her, and then took her to a teahouse with a quiet environment and remote location.

Old Master Zhan stood by the private room on the top floor, holding his hands on the railings of the window, looking into the distance.

The teahouse is decorated with elegant decoration, filled with a faint tea fragrance, and carved crafts are placed on the shelves, which is very exquisite.

Uncle Fu reminded that the person was here, and Old Master Zhan turned around slowly...

Today, his aura is particularly cold. His black coat sets off his serious and old cheeks, and his eyes are even more sinister and cold.

"Ajue protects you very well. I want to see you and have to get rid of his people first."

"If you have something to say, please tell me." Ning Xi's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and she looked at him calmly.

A dark eye is hiding bright light.

Zhan Longcheng sat back at the table with a cold expression: "I have reminded you many times that you have asked you to leave Ajue and give up the custody of those two children. But now it seems that you don't take my words to heart, and you even privately quit your marriage certificate. Do you think my rules of Zhan Jiajia are a joke?"

"I respect you as Ajue's grandfather, but it does not mean that we must obey your instructions for our private affairs."

"So you are determined not to leave him?" Zhan Longcheng stared at her sarcastically.

Ning Xi took a deep breath, and every word was firm: "Unless he didn't want me, I wouldn't divorce him, nor would I give up the custody of my children."

"Is that?" Zhan Longcheng's sneer gradually became unfathomable: "In the past, I was considering that you gave birth to two children, so I gave you face. I didn't want to kill you all, so I made Ajue resentful to me, but now that Wen Qian of the Mu family is back, you can give Ajue, Wen Qian can give him ten times a hundred times. If you really love him, you should leave as soon as possible!"

"Do you really think Wen Qian is the daughter of the Mu family?" Ning Xi asked slowly.

Zhan Longcheng was not curious at all: "Is it related? Just admit it."

It seemed that he was determined to force her to leave, and Ning Xi bowed to him seriously: "I'm sorry, I really can't do it. If you come to me and say this, then we have nothing to talk about."

After saying that, Ning Xi was about to leave, but behind him, Zhan Longcheng's cold words came: "I heard that your mother was injured by Ajue and is still lying in the hospital?"

Ning Xi's heart beat violently inexplicably, and she asked cautiously: "Don't touch her, she is innocent!"

"A Jue injured her, but you still refuse to leave A Jue. It seems that you and Ms. Song don't have much deep love between mother and daughter?" Zhan Longcheng's eyes flashed with disdain, but the topic suddenly turned: "What if this person was replaced by... Ning Kai?"

Zhan Longcheng took out a stack of photos and suddenly threw them towards Ning Xi's face.

With a few clicks, the photos drifted in the air and eventually fell on the ground and the edge of the table, one by one.

Ning Xi picked up an image on the table and glanced at it. His breathing stopped instantly!

The eyes were full of incredible...

It's dad!

The person in the photo turned out to be his father Ning Kai!

The background was very messy and dirty. Ning Kai was wearing a prison clothes and lay on the ground to clean it. There were many men wearing the same prison clothes standing behind him. Those people were smiling maliciously, and their skin was white or black.

She picked up other photos in a panic and looked through them one by one...

Ning Kai weeds on the lawn, does handicrafts in a dark room, and he is surrounded by a group of gangsters and punches and kicks!

Ning Xi covered her mouth and her eyes couldn't help but wet.

No doubt, this is a prison.

Dad is in jail and suffering, he is really not dead!

She knew that dad wouldn't die!

But as he was bullied, she felt infinite guilt and regret in her heart, she asked nervously: "Where did these photos come from? How is my dad doing now?"
Chapter completed!