Dean Li is socially clean.
Mrs. Li does not want to get involved with any force at will. They protect their own safety and only want to do good scientific research.
So much so that by this time, Mrs. Li didn’t even know who to look for.
With trembling fingers, she scrolled down, and finally found Ren Wei's mobile phone number.
Ren Wei was once Mrs. Li's student.
At this time, it seemed that the only one Mrs. Lu could find was her.
She dialed Ren's only cell phone.
It was not yet nine o'clock in the evening, and Ren Weiwei was still busy with business. When he received a call from Mrs. Li, Ren Weiwei was very surprised, "Teacher?"
"Miss," Mrs. Li's voice sounded much older. She stood up with her hands on the wall, "My husband, he is dead."
On the other side of the phone, Ren's only breath paused.
The incident at the base had just been spread by Xiao Ji, and the news of Dean Li's death had not yet spread. Although Ren Weiwei was the eldest daughter of the Ren family, she did not have an accurate intelligence network and did not receive the news. .
After hearing Mrs. Li's words, the pen in Ren Weiwei's hand also fell down with a "clack".
Dean Li is the sharpest knife in Xiao Ji's hand.
Her voice was a little stiff, "Teacher, you..."
"Something happened to the project he was responsible for," Mrs. Li said softly. "They said that my husband committed suicide out of fear of crime."
On the other end of the phone, Ren Wei sat down. She paused for a moment before speaking: "Your condolences."
"He and I have not left anything behind in our lives. We are all alone. How he came here is how he went." Mrs. Li looked at Dean Li's calm face. "The only thing he took away was A student, Guan Shuxian, eldest lady, I want you to keep him."
"Guan Shuxian?" Ren Weiwei had some impression of this man.
Dean Li knew that he was in a whirlpool and did not accept any students. The only one was Guan Shuxian.
Guan Shuxian is too paranoid, and Dean Li doesn't want this exceptionally talented child to be stuck in the past.
"He is my husband's only disciple. If my husband is still here, the position of dean of the institute will definitely belong to him in the future." Mrs. Li knew that if she wanted Ren Wei to keep her secret, she must come up with something that makes her heartbeat. Li The lady closed her eyes and said, "His intelligence is no less than my husband's? Even far beyond him. He also has various unpublished researches in his hand. From now on, he will definitely be the sharpest knife in your hand."
The first one to get a place as an exchange student with Continental University in university.
Ren Wei did not doubt the authenticity of Mrs. Li's words.
Ren Wei was calm for a while, and then he said, "What do you want me to do?"
"He went to see President Xiao? In this case, President Xiao will definitely not let him go. I would like to ask you to take him out of the institute," Mrs. Li opened her eyes and said softly, "and then put him Put him under house arrest? Let him be released after this matter is resolved."
"I'm going to the institute? I can only give it a try." Ren Weiwei took the key and went out.
Mrs. Li hung up the phone feebly. She turned back to look at Dean Li and said softly: "Don't worry, I will try my best to help you keep Xiaoguan. He is too paranoid. He likes the eldest lady. The eldest lady should be able to take him away." ”
"How can you truly protect yourself in this whirlpool? When President Baili came to find you, you agreed to seek refuge with him."
"You didn't die at the hands of a rebel organization, but you ended up dying at the hands of your own people. Isn't that ridiculous?"
She stood in front of Dean Li's body. She didn't cry, she just kept talking.
**
Xiao Ji's ward.
Guan Shuxian didn't know where Xiao Ji was, but he found out where Xiao Yi's ward was.
There were many people in the ward, including Mr. Jia and Vice President Xu.
Mr. Jia officially awarded Xu the position of Vice President.
Vice President Xu looked at the seal on his phone, his face flushed with excitement. He looked at Mr. Jia, "Please rest assured, President Xiao, I will definitely lead the institute well and live up to your expectations!"
In the conference room, there were other key members of the institute.
Everyone is congratulating Vice President Xu.
Xiao Ji was lying on the bed, also talking.
No one seemed to mourn Dean Li's death.
It's not that they don't know about Dean Li, but it doesn't affect their interests.
Guan Shuxian broke a vase on the way here, and he was holding the vase fragments in his hand. His injury did not heal, and he even felt weak when walking.
The security guards didn't stop Guan Shuxian. They knew that Guan Shuxian was Dean Li's apprentice, so they couldn't bear to stop him.
Guan Shuxian opened the door, looked at the smiling people in the ward, and focused on Xiao Ji who was lying on the bed, "President Xiao, let me see you."
He held the vase fragment tightly in his palm.
Guan Shuxian only looked at President Xiao.
He knew that he was weak and could not defeat President Xiao, but he just gave it a try and wanted to fight President Xiao in the end.
Mr. Jia raised his head and looked at Guan Shuxian with doubts on his face.
When Vice President Xu saw Guan Shuxian, he sneered, then turned around and said flatteringly in front of Mr. Jia, "This is President Li's former apprentice."
Hearing this, Mr. Jia frowned, "Dean Li's apprentice?"
While the two were talking, Guan Shuxian had already arrived in front of the hospital bed. He looked at President Xiao and said, "President, my teacher is dead."
President Xiao's voice was very cold, "He betrayed us and committed suicide out of fear of crime."
"Suicide out of fear of crime?" Guan Shuxian suddenly approached President Xiao, and the vase fragments grabbed President Xiao's neck.
As soon as he made a mark, he was pulled away by Jia Lao's bodyguards.
Guan Shuxian was weak and was easily pulled away.
He was restrained by the bodyguards, raised his head, and happened to see President Xiao's face.
President Xiao was not afraid at all. He just looked at Guan Shuxian mockingly, "Your teacher is dead, do you want to accompany him?"
"Take him back and interrogate him properly." Mr. Jia's expression did not change and he ordered calmly.
No one present cared about Guan Shuxian's turmoil.
Guan Shuxian seemed like a clown, no matter how much he jumped, he couldn't jump out of their hands.
Guan Shuxian stopped struggling and was taken back to the interrogation room of the institute.
It's where Dean Li was sitting before.
Ten o'clock.
The dark interior door was opened, and someone turned on the light at the door.
Guan Shuxian looked up and saw the person at the door, it was Ren Weiwei. The corner of his mouth moved and there seemed to be some light in his eyes: "Miss?"
Ren Weiwei took off his coat and motioned for the door to be closed before sitting opposite Guan Shuxian.
"I know what happened to you. Assassinating President Xiao is not a simple crime." Ren Weiwei raised her head and looked at Guan Shuxian, "I can take you out and keep you safe, but you have to write a thing."
"what?"
Ren only spoke, "Your teacher's crime."
"My teacher's crime..." Guan Shuxian looked at Ren Weiwei, "The only thing he did wrong in his life was to believe in President Xiao."
"I know Dean Li is a good person," Ren Wei sighed, "but you shouldn't show off your courage. If you write this, Mr. Jia and the others will feel relieved. This is also the way I can take you out."
Guan Shuxian closed his eyes, and his voice lost its warmth, "Miss, please come back."
"Guan Shuxian, how can I protect you if you do this!" Ren Weiyi didn't expect that Guan Shuxian would disagree.
Guan Shuxian said softly: "You don't have to protect me."
Ren Weiwei looked at Guan Shuxian with a complicated expression.
It's okay if she forcefully protects Guan Shuxian, otherwise she will inevitably go against Xiao Ji and Jia Lao.
Guan Shuxian does have great potential, and Mrs. Li is right, but because of this potential, offending Mr. Jia is not worth the loss, and Ren Wei only needs connections in the Ren family.
She glanced at Guan Shuxian, and finally stood up and took her coat.
The room fell into darkness again.
Outside the door, Ren Wei called Mrs. Li, "Teacher, I'm sorry."
**
Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
Meng Fu has received the news from M Xia.
Many people came to see her in the afternoon.
Meng Xun, Zhao Fan, Yang Liufang, and Yang Lai were all here, and these people knew that it was Yang Zhaolin who told the story.
As for He Xiyuan and the others, no one told them about Meng Fu, so they didn't come over.
She leaned on the bed. Mrs. Yang and Yang Hua had rested a lot in the past two days and were not tired now. It seemed that they could tell that Meng Fu was in a bad mood, so they didn't talk much.
"Doctor Luo said that the poisonous mist is still being studied, and we will look at the remaining issues." Yang Hua poured her a bowl of soup, which was sent by the Yang family.
"I'm fine and will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." Meng Fu got out of bed. She picked a lily on the table and tilted her head. "Mom, I want to see the Taoist priest tomorrow."
When she asked to look at the Taoist priest, Yang Hua didn't ask why. She handed the soup to Meng Fu and said, "Pack it up and go tomorrow. I'll tell the master."
"Your potted flower is still with the Taoist priest." Meng Fu thought of the potted flower.
Yang Hua nodded and frowned when he heard this: "I don't know if that flower job is working."
At this point, Yang Hua suddenly raised her head and looked at Meng Fu, "You go tomorrow and don't touch my flowers."
Meng Fu: "..."
She silently took a sip of the soup and said, "Mom, I'm not that kind of person."
"I'll go with you tomorrow," Yang Hua thought more and more uneasy, "They can't control you either."
"Hey, don't go," Meng Fu leaned lazily against the window and his voice was slow, "You're gone, who's going to see your aunt?"
When Yang Hua thought about Mrs. Yang, she was also confused, "Don't touch my flowers."
"I know, I'm just going to check it out. I have to record a show." She responded lazily, holding the soup and tilting her head to look at the dim light downstairs.
The cell phone rang at this time.
Yang Hua gave Meng Fu's cell phone to Meng Fu and was surprised, "It's Zhao Lin. He's looking for you so late. He doesn't know what's going on."
Meng Fu finished the soup and took the phone over: "Cousin, are you feeling well?"
When she saw Yang Zhaolin this morning, she didn't talk much to Yang Zhaolin.
On the other end of the phone was Yang Zhaolin's breathing.
He didn't speak.
Meng Fu stood up straight, she raised her eyes suddenly, and her hand holding the bowl paused, "What's wrong?"
"Ah Fu," Yang Zhaolin's voice was very slow, "Dean Li has passed away."
After this sentence, no one spoke on the phone for a long time.
After a long while, Meng Fu lowered his eyes, and her voice seemed to be no different from before: "Where are you?"
"A'zhi and I are going to Dean Li's house."
"Okay," Meng Fu looked up. She put the bowl on the table and said in a calm voice, "Send me the address."
Yang Hua heard Meng Fu's words, and she looked at Meng Fu in surprise, "Are you going out?"
Meng Fu nodded and she walked out directly.
Yang Hua said quickly, "Wait a minute, it's cold outside, put on your coat."
Meng Fu looked down and realized that she was still in hospital clothes. She took off the coat of the hospital clothes and took the black cotton coat that Yang Hua had brought over for her.
Yang Hua wanted to go with Meng Fu, but Meng Fu refused.
"Mom, go see your aunt. I can do it by myself." Meng Fu didn't look back. She walked to the elevator and pressed the elevator button.
**
Meng Fu didn't drive.
There is no one's car downstairs.
Meng Fu didn't want to trouble others now, so he hailed a taxi directly in front of the hospital.
Dean Li's home is near Beijing University and has a separate courtyard. The area is not very large, but it is strictly guarded.
When Meng Fu arrived, taxis were not allowed in. The security guard verified that she was from the laboratory before letting her in.
The courtyard of Dean Li's house is brightly lit.
When Meng Fu arrived, Dean Li's body had been brought back. Not many people came, only Yang Zhaolin, Meng Xun, and Jin Zhiyuan.
None of the other friends, including Dean Li’s, came, only Mrs. Li.
The door was wide open, and Meng Fu came quietly, no one saw her.
Meng Xun was accompanying Mrs. Li, while Jin Zhiyuan was silent.
"This is your book, right?" Mrs. Li saw Meng Xun and took the math puzzle book and handed it to Meng Xun. "He had been reading this book before he was alive. I told him several times to return it to you. He was kidding. I don’t even have the temper to return it.”
Meng Xun took the book. She didn't know what to say, but her voice was choked: "Teacher, please express my condolences."
"I'm fine," Mrs. Li patted Meng Xun's hand. She was still very gentle, "Old Li is lucky to have students like you."
Yang Zhaolin was the first one to notice Meng Fu coming.
The lights in the yard are not very bright.
Her entire body was shrouded in darkness, making her expression invisible.
"Afu." Yang Zhaolin said.
Everyone else also looked up and saw Meng Fu.
Meng Xun said, "Sister..."
Meng Fu nodded and walked to Dean Li's body.
Yang Zhaolin stood next to Meng Fu, "Master's wife said that the dean died of a sudden illness."
"No," Meng Fu looked at Dean Li's calm face, raised his head, and looked at Mrs. Li: "Mrs., Dean, he didn't suddenly fall ill."
Yang Zhaolin and Jin Zhiyuan both looked at Meng Fu in shock.
Neither of them has experienced this kind of struggle, and they cannot yet connect Dean Li's death with yesterday's incident.
Mrs. Li looked at Meng Fu. She came over and touched Meng Fu's head. Her eyes were very red: "Your teacher, he deserved his death."
Meng Fu pursed her lips. She did not reply to Mrs. Li's words. She only said, "If you have anything to do, just leave it to us."
"Okay." Mrs. Li nodded.
She hadn't cried since Dean Li's death. When she heard Meng Fu's flowers, she couldn't help it.
Dean Li has no children.
The only person involved with him is his apprentice Guan Shuxian.
Meng Fu looked at the people present and found that Guan Shuxian was not there.
Shouldn't be there.
Even Yang Zhaolin knew the news about Dean Li. There was no reason why Guan Shuxian didn't know about it. There was no way he wouldn't come.
Meng Fu took a deep breath and looked at Mrs. Li: "Where is Senior Brother Guan?"
Mrs. Li stiffened for a moment, then quickly responded, "Xiaoguan was not feeling well, so I asked him to go back. He didn't know what was going on, so..."
"He won't," Meng Fu squeezed his hands, but she still didn't look away, "Master, you know better than me who he is. Dean Li is so good to him, will he go home to rest at this time? ?”
This sentence made Mrs. Li shed tears that she had never shed.
In Lao Li's life, these students did not make any mistakes after all.
Listening to the conversation between Mrs. Li and Meng Fu, Yang Zhaolin and Meng Xun also realized something was wrong. Several people looked at Mrs. Li and Meng Fu.
Yang Zhaolin licked his lower lip. He pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Mrs. Li, "Teacher, if you have any questions, tell us. Although I'm not very powerful, my dad can help."
Mrs. Li just shook her head. She thought about what Ren Weiwei said to her, and her heart was pounding. "It's okay, you are all good children. I want to contact Lao Li and my relatives here. Come over and help me make a list."
This matter has already involved Guan Shuxian, she can no longer harm these people.
Meng Fu didn't move, "In the institute?"
She spoke.
Mrs. Li's expression changed.
"That's it." Meng Fu nodded, then turned around and walked outside.
Mrs. Li did not catch Guan Shuxian, but now she grabbed Meng Fu's sleeve, "Meng Fu, listen to me, I will deal with this matter. Everyone in the association knows about it. Xiaoguan will never come back, you can’t go again..."
Meng Fu stretched out his hand and pulled off Mrs. Li's hand, "Master, don't worry, I will bring him out intact. He has to come back and give Dean Li his last breath."