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"...You are too arbitrary." Song Nai couldn't help but excuse An Yang in a low voice, even if he felt faintly uneasy in his heart.

Ji Shen didn't speak any more, but used his actions to prove his point of view.

Because of what happened, Ye Lan changed to another ward. At this time, the ward where the accident occurred was empty, with only one bodyguard guarding the door, temporarily blocking the scene of the crime, waiting for the police to arrive.

Ji Shen took Song Nai into the room and went straight to the window sill, which was facing the flower bed and trees. There was nothing special about it. Song Nai was led by him in a daze, and walked around the room and bathroom.

Ji Shen stamped his feet and stared at the empty bed. Song Nai was still in the fog and asked him softly, "Mr. Ji, did you find anything?"

After moving the bed, thin dust floats in the setting sun. These corners that are inconvenient to clean are always easier to accumulate dust than other places. I squatted down and adjusted to a suitable angle. I happened to be able to see several unusual textures. Something is scratched and it's cleaner than anywhere else.

Song Nai quickly reacted, "Could it be...that bad guy has been hiding under the bed before?"

"But how did he get in there?"

Evading all monitoring, quietly crouching under the dark bed, listening to it was like a supernatural story, Song Nai was timid, and cold sweat began to secrete on his back.

Ji Shen walked again with the stupid rabbit, starting from the windowsill: "Following the southeast corner, the big tree I'm pointing at can climb up to the public toilet at the end of the corridor on the third floor."

Turning around, I entered the bathroom of the ward. "The ventilation ducts on each floor of the hospital are interconnected. Open the ceiling and enter the ventilation ducts. No one will find out if you crawl all the way here."

Song Nai looked up at the ceiling above, shrunk his neck, afraid that someone would fall down, Ji Shen finished explaining, and pulled him out of the bathroom.

"Maybe it was late at night, before Ye Lan didn't notice, he invaded the ward, hid under the bed, and when she went to the toilet or left for other reasons, he added the pre-prepared nutrient solution to her drinking water. Drugs with narcotic ingredients, and my mother probably swallowed it by mistake, and then fell into a coma."

Dots of bright light reflected from the cracks in the floor, and in the hand, it was an emerald gem that was broken into rice grains. If it hadn't been smashed on the ground and made a sound, which aroused the vigilance of the bodyguards, the matter might have been irreversible.

"...Before the bodyguard broke in, in order not to be caught, he gave up his plan and hid under the bed, waiting for the opportunity to leave."

Song Nai was terrified when he heard it, and according to Mr. Ji's inference, even if some details were not mentioned, he could already imagine them in his mind and connect them together.

He couldn't imagine why someone would go to such lengths to do this, hibernating under a cramped hospital bed, perhaps for more than a day, just to kill an unarmed lady, just thinking about it makes people shudder.

"But, how do you prove that An Yang did it?"

"His existence is the proof that only he can be so unscrupulous." Ji Shen approached him with a frighteningly cold expression, "Do you still want to ask him why he didn't do it directly? Obviously, he wants my mother to die with me." Just like Anrong, she fell from the upstairs, her heart and brain were smashed, and her body was smashed to pieces."

An Yang clamoring for revenge appeared in front of him immediately, the church at dusk echoed unwillingly, Song Nai was stared at by the man's cold golden eyes, his mouth trembled and he couldn't speak.

At that time, he never thought that An Yang's enemy turned out to be Mr. Ji's family.

Was it really Mrs. Ji who killed An Yang's father?

Although it is not difficult to feel that Mrs. Ji's words and deeds have a kind of arrogance of a high-ranking person, but Song Nai thinks that she is kind-hearted. This kind of delicate and naive feeling that has not been deeply involved in the world, with golden branches and jade leaves.Moreover, it was Mrs. Ji who kindly took him in so that he, who was desperate, could get a job.

In Song Nai's view, no one looks like a murderer, but now, everyone has become suspicious, and his mind full of English and mathematics has been messed up by the chaotic situation.

Ji Shen clutched his waist, his rapid breathing caused the wound to be pulled continuously, causing a dull pain, Song Nai saw his lips turned white, regained his senses, and quickly supported him to sit down beside the bed.

Facing out the window, the setting sun was like blood, and the golden light shrouded the dazed little nanny beside him. He was thinking about something, Ji Shen pressed his head into his shoulder socket, and said in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, stay by my side obediently, I will never let An Yang hurt you..."

But no one expected that after that, there would be another wave of ups and downs. The deep winter has not yet arrived, and the bitter storm mixed with the monstrous darkness has swept in.

Back home, as soon as he stepped into the room, before the heater dried the cool air on the woolen coat, Ji Shen's cell phone rang suddenly, breaking the silence.

Caller ID: Father.

Ji Shen picked it up, and Song Nai changed into his slippers, when he heard the roaring sound from the other end of the phone, which was about to shatter the speaker, the other party was obviously furious.

Even though the other party was so rude, Mr. Ji didn't hang up the phone. What kind of boy should he be? For the important person, Song Nai was terrified when he heard it, slowed down the movement, and gently put the man's slippers on At his feet, reach out to help him take off his shoes.

The shiny leather shoes took a step back, Song Nai raised his eyes, and Ji Shen shook his head at him.

The phone was hung up in an instant, he raised the hand of the mobile phone, and told the little nanny who was stunned, "I have to go out now, stay at home, and don't go anywhere."

His face was so pale, and he was going out with injuries, Song Nai couldn't help worrying, "When will you come back, is it... a very important matter?"

"Go back as soon as you go, don't worry," Ji Shen didn't touch his head because his palms were covered in cold sweat, "Don't wait for me to eat dinner, you and Song Le will eat first."

But on the surface, his expression was still calm and calm, Song Nai's heart was slightly relieved, maybe the phone call just now was not a big problem, he tried hard to convince himself.

He knew very well in his heart that if Mr. Ji wanted to tell him, he would take the initiative to explain the moment he noticed his worry, but if he didn't intend to tell him from the beginning, then no matter how much he asked, it would be useless .

Song Nai straightened the upturned skirt for him, stood on tiptoe and tried to kiss his face, but unfortunately he was too short, his lips barely touched the man's chin.

"Mr. Ji, be careful on the road."

"Ah."

Seeming to have some kind of support in his heart, Ji Shen settled down and printed a neat return kiss on the lips of the little nanny.

Although Mr. Ji said that there is no need to wait for him to eat, Song Nai has been simmering seaweed ribs soup on a low fire. It was almost boiled dry, the door was still closed, and no one came back.