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"How much does he know?" Lin Zhiyin hid in the darkness, listened to Secretary Zhang's report, pondered for a long time, took a deep breath, and let it out with a dull sound.

"I don't know." Secretary Zhang told the truth, "But a large part of Chaodu's information comes from Zhou Ying, which may be used as a reference."

"Really?" Lin Zhiyin chuckled, "Zhou Ying doesn't know much."

She breathed a sigh of relief, "Zhou Ying is still collecting suspicious clues because Mu Huacheng concealed a lot of things for him before his death, and he probably has some affection, but I haven't left any suspicious clues. "

Mu Huacheng's body had already been cremated.

Secretary Zhang asked hesitantly, "Director Lin, what have you done?"

Lin Zhiyin was taken aback for a moment, and there was a bit of vigilance between his brows, but the corners of his lips were still hooked, "I didn't do anything."

She even added, "That's where I stand."

As she said this, her brows frowned, and her fingers pinched the center of her brows helplessly, "Help me tell Uncle Song a word."

"Tell me... Although Chaodu probably won't want to see me again."

"You just say...forget it," Lin Zhiyin got up and walked to the window, "I'll say it myself."

She hung up the phone and pinched the phone in her palm, her fingertips turned slightly white.

Many favors and relationships have been used up in the previous incident, and his biggest trump card has also been revealed, and the next step is to fight with bare hands.

And Song Chaodu didn't know what he had in his hand.

She knocked on the glass, took a sip of hot air against the cold glass, looked at the foggy window, and gestured with her fingers at work.

Did Zhou Ying make up for part of the information that Song Chaodu lacked, or did he just have these?

These are two questions with the same subject matter but completely different levels of difficulty, just like the two final questions on functions in the final mathematics of the college entrance examination. The only thing she can do now is to find the derivative.

Seek guidance.

She called Li Zimu, the director of Li Da.

"I'm sure of one thing." She looked at the bustling people on the street who looked like an ant colony, and said softly, "Did Mu Huacheng interfere with the script of the play that Qing Qian acted in back then?"

After getting an affirmative answer, she smiled and said to Li Zimu, "Prepare a document, the document of Mu Huacheng's intervention back then, and send it to Qingqian at an appropriate time."

"Zhi Yin? What's wrong?" Li Zimu felt very bad.

What Lin Zhiyin said was too much like some kind of entrustment—the kind that Liu Bei did in Baidi City.

"It's okay, I'm afraid there's something that I can't explain clearly." Lin Zhiyin closed her eyes slightly, "Just do as I tell you."

Lin Qingqian is suspected of having a mental illness, and may have developed a split personality.

A wiretap, you can get the truth.

"But, as long as she can make perfect choices and make decisions, why should I care which personality lives in her body?"

This question, when Lin Zhiyin was in Lin Qingqian,

Just asked myself once.

"Anyway, didn't I choose that way back then?" She told herself.

However, regardless of Lin Qingqian's state, it doesn't mean she won't go back to find out the truth.

People are so small, insignificant, like a grain of sand, a blade of grass, and she looked at them through the window glass, and suddenly felt a sense of absurdity in her heart.

The gods are jealous of the excitement of mortals.

She stared at the bustling street, put her hands in her trouser pockets, and looked a little lonely.

"Lin Zhiyin, you can't always regard yourself as a god!"

The woman's angry words were still in her ears.

"You have no right to judge evil, and you have no right to end violence with violence."

How did you reply at that time?

"Zeqing, I don't regard myself as a god, I'm just a gambler." She smiled lightly, hiding in the darkness, like Satan grinning grinningly, "Gamblers, you have clear grievances and grievances."

She woke up from the memories and dialed Song Chaodu's number.

The call got through, but the other party hung up quickly.

She relentlessly called over and over again, until she didn't know how many times, the other party answered the phone.

"Uncle Song, give me a week." She cut to the chase, "I'll send Qing Qian out, and I'll fight against you."

"Do you think I will still believe your nonsense?" She felt a little pain in her heart when she heard Song Chaodu's suddenly aged voice.

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. I might as well make it clear. I will use this week to increase some chips. This is the time I bought for myself."

"But, Qingqian, she is indeed innocent." Her fingers clenched into fists again, as if they were about to hit the glass at any moment, "She is a victim."

"Lin Zhiyin, I really didn't expect you to become like this." Song Chaodu's voice was as lonely as the echo of a stone falling in the deep sea, "You can even use the daughter you brought up with one hand in a dignified way." To blackmail me as a bargaining chip?"

Lin Zhiyin smiled, "I'm a gambler. A gambler has no conscience. A gambler only cares about winning or losing at the table. But you are not." She continued to write and draw on the window glass with her finger He said, "You are a gentleman, you can't be dragged to the level of no conscience by me."

Song Chaodu took a few deep breaths and hung up the phone heavily.

Lin Zhiyin smiled and shook his head, then dialed Lin Qingqian's number, "Qingqian? I remember correctly that Qingyue is on holiday."

Lin Qingqian didn't quite understand why this was mentioned suddenly, so she had to respond honestly, "Not yet, their class is quite strange, the social practice is placed after the exam week and before the holiday, so they have to finish it within a week All social work and back to school." She grumbled, "What a weird decision."

"That's not bad," Lin Zhiyin murmured, "It saves me another hello."

"What did you say?" Lin Qingqian asked blankly.

"It's nothing," Lin Zhiyin hastily denied, "Maybe it's because of Qingyue, Qingyue's vacation time is very precious, maybe it's just to make her have more vacation time and force it?"

Lin Qingqian frowned like a subway grandpa looking at his mobile phone emoji, and asked blankly, "What kind of stupid reason is this?"

"It just so happens that you also pack up your things and go with Qingyue," Lin Zhiyin said while planning in his heart, "it happens to be Qingyue's hometown, and it's the village we agreed to help. together with Li Bing."

"Okay," Lin Qingqian readily agreed, but was a little worried, "Your side? Do you need any help?"

"It's not like we can't do without you." Lin Zhiyin smiled.

After hanging up the phone, she stared at what she had written on the window.

"Battling chips: Lin Qingqian's safety, Song Chaodu's conscience"

On the bottom line, there were three big characters "Song Qingyue", which she circled, with a big exclamation mark next to it.

She looked at the text that was about to fade, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Shut/ha."

With a swipe of the hand, all the words are wiped clean.

So the windows become bright and transparent.

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Lin Qingqian was happily packing her things when she suddenly received a call.

"Hey, Director Li? You don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. What's the matter?"

Hearing the joy in her words, Li Zimu asked with some concern, "Do you know what happened to Zhiyin?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Qingqian asked blankly when he heard that something was wrong with his voice.

"It's okay." Li Zimu kept a secret, hesitant to speak, "It's just that she said some strange things to me."

"What strange words?" Sensing that something was wrong, Lin Qingqian got up and asked with a frown, "Say it quickly!"

She was a little anxious, and looked at No. [-] who was also dazed on the other side.

"It's okay, I have a problem, hang up." Li Zimu hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Lin Qingqian felt something was wrong.

Just as I was about to call back to ask, the phone rang again.

"Secretary Zhang?" The ominous premonition in Lin Qingqian's heart became stronger.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Has something to do with Mom?"

Secretary Zhang was obviously taken aback, even though Lin Qingqian couldn't see him, he nodded, "Yes."

"You'd better pay attention to Director Lin's movements recently."

Lin Qingqian squinted her eyes and said coldly, "Mom called me just now and asked me to catch the designated poverty alleviation villages."

Secretary Zhang paused for a moment, and then his tone became more relaxed, "That's all right, you can go."

It's just that his initial panic and blunt emotional change did not escape the ears of actress Lin Qingqian.

Lin Zhiyin wants to push herself away, why?

She didn't say anything, she simply exchanged a few pleasantries and then hung up the phone.

"Mom, what are you doing?" She panicked, her right eyelid kept twitching.

"Something has to be done."

She kicked the suitcase away anxiously, sat in front of the computer, and opened a blank document.

"I have to do something, I have to do something." She muttered to herself, tapped her fingers on the keyboard, and typed two words involuntarily:

suicide note.

She was awakened by No. [-]'s exclamation and shaking, and hurriedly pressed the delete key to delete those two words. After careful consideration, she drew up another thing.

"Qingyue, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

As she was writing, she felt a burst of sadness welling up in her heart, and she shed tears before she had time to think.

Some kind of premonition told her that someone who was very important to her was about to leave her.

She felt the throbbing in her heart - just like the throbbing when she heard Lin Zhide's departure back then, and looked to the side of No. [-] who was equally dazed, "Did you feel it? Is it you?"

"How does it feel?" Number Two looked at her moist and red eyes, very disturbed.

"If it's not you, who else is it?" Lin Qing looked at her blankly.

The inexplicable sadness and throbbing engulfed her.

"It won't be like this." She thought of the ending of Lin Zhiyin's imprisonment in the book, she was silent for a while, and her intuition told her what she should do, so she also made a call.

"Wenting, help me pay attention to whether Xie Zhengbang's forces have been cleaned up of the movements on the Xiangjiang side."

"Yes, don't leave any remnants, not even one."

"Not only Xie Zhengbang, but all the forces in Xiangjiang must pay attention to every move."

The author has something to say: I think it will be finished in the next two days!

On the premise that I update [-] words! !

Woooooooooooooooooooo But the kid has a liver! ! !

I will try my best!

By the way, I would like to ask for an advance order, the next book will be "Uncovering the Coffin", which will be released in January 21, please ask for an advance order~