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Chapter 172 It's the same as the little boy who won the championship

He glanced sideways at the man with a calm expression in the driver's seat.

Along the way, she was waiting for Shao Zhanlin to ask.

I didn’t think it would be a long wait, just the whole way.

After all, I didn't calm down.

Jiang Nuantang plans to take the initiative to reveal the answer.

The man's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he didn't expect her to mention it. The long joints on the steering wheel tightened slightly, but he still controlled his emotions and said restrainedly:

"What do you want to say..."

After all, a case was filed.

The safest approach is actually for Jiang Nuantang to keep these inside stories deep in his heart and not tell anyone.

This is one of the reasons why Shao Zhanlin didn't ask about it along the way.

But since she took the initiative to mention it, does it mean...

In her heart, can he be trusted?

The coldness in his deep eyes faded a little, and inexplicably, Shao Zhanlin felt happy at this realization.

"A little trick."

Jiang Nuantang couldn't tell where this sense of trust came from, but she did not mind sharing the inside story with Shao Zhanlin.

And Shao Zhanlin did not disappoint her. Before she could say anything, he took the initiative to guess:

"Hypnosis?"

In addition, Shao Zhanlin could not think of any way to cause Qin Yawei such deep pain under the surveillance of surveillance cameras.

"You know?"

Jiang Nuantang raised his voice and couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes.

You know she did it very covertly.

Even the police handling the case didn't notice it.

The most important thing is that Shao Zhanlin could guess it without even watching the surveillance video.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to say that the IQs of the three little ones were indeed a little higher than their father's.

"I have a rough guess."

Shao Zhanlin said modestly.

Originally, he didn't think about it, but since Jiang Nuantang said it was a small skill, the only one he could use was hypnosis.

"Do you think my behavior is evil?"

For some reason, Jiang Nuantang suddenly cared about Shao Zhanlin's opinion of her.

especially……

Qin Yawei's pain is not temporary, but the pain will keep repeating if the instructions are not removed.

Since Shao Zhanlin could guess hypnosis, he only had to think about Qin Yawei asking her for the antidote.

It is not difficult to deduce what she did to Qin Yawei.

Vicious?

Shao Zhanlin pursed his lips and thought for a while.

I found that he had no such thoughts at all.

Even if it is clear, the damage caused by hypnosis to Qin Yawei's body cannot be reversed.

And compared to being beaten and injured, even being bedridden for a hundred days can make things better.

As long as Jiang Nuantang does not take the initiative to lift the order, the pain caused by that order will follow Qin Yawei for the rest of her life.

Shao Zhanlin still believes that the reason why she did this must be her reasons.

In contrast, he was more curious about what Qin Yawei had done to her to make her want to hypnotize her even if she was a villain...

Knowing that Jiang Nuantang would not explain the reason, Shao Zhanlin did not ask.

After silence, the voice said firmly:

"Won't."

The low magnetic voice, as mellow as wine, slowly flowed through Jiang Nuantang's heart.

Washed away all her previous brilliance.

At that moment, my heart became more peaceful than ever before.

It was as if all the grievances and uneasiness were healed in that moment.

Jiang Nuantang subconsciously touched the soft spot and felt the peaceful heartbeat.

He raised his head, looked at the man in the driver's seat and said sincerely:

"Thanks!"

Thank you for your understanding and trust without any reason.

A beam of warm sunshine shone into her who had been groping and exploring alone in the darkness for many years and thought she would live in darkness her whole life.

With this warmth, she thought that she would be able to grit her teeth and walk for a long time.



For Shao Zhanlin's trust regardless of reason.

Jiang Nuantang's eyes looked at him much softer.

But even so, she had no intention of inviting him upstairs for a meeting.

After thanking him again for sending her home, she opened the door and got out of the car and walked into the apartment building.

Sitting in the car, Shao Zhanlin doubted for the first time that he was not charming enough.

But it doesn't matter. As long as Jiang Nuantang can let go of his guard after tonight, it will be a happy event.

Shao Zhanlin comforted himself and was about to start the engine and drive away when his cell phone suddenly rang.

It's Zhou Jin calling.

Shao Zhanlin paused and picked up the phone.

As soon as the connection was connected, Zhou Jin's voice came through the receiver, with a bit of excitement in his voice:

"Mr. Shao, we found it."

Hearing this, Shao Zhanlin frowned slightly, tapped his slender, cold-white fingers twice on the steering wheel, and said calmly:

"How about it?"

"The person following Xu Yunfeng on the cross-sea bridge was the Crown Prince of the Xie family - a subordinate of Xie Chaozhou. He seemed to have a good relationship with the kid wearing half of the silver wolf mask..."

Xie Chaozhou, Xie Jia...

The relationship between identity and strength is not just good.

There was a hint of dark light in his eyes as deep as an ancient pool. Shao Zhanlin lightly pursed his thin lips and said in a deep voice:

"Where's that boy? Have you found out his identity?"

boy--

Shao Zhanlin thought of the programming competition.

The children I have met recently seem to be so smart that they are almost like monsters.

One in the afternoon and another in the evening.

"not yet."

Speaking of this, Zhou Jin also felt a little guilty.

It's just a child's life experience, but he can't even find out...

but……

"After Miss Jiang left, the little boy was sent to Emperor Jinglanting. And..."

Zhou Jin paused for a moment and then continued:

"Our people took a picture of him when he left, but the distance was too far and the picture was dim and it was difficult to see clearly, but the schoolbag he was carrying seemed to be exactly the same as that of the little boy who won the championship in the club in the afternoon..."


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