Ning Zhennan was startled, and instantly felt a bad premonition.
If you ask him who is the person he doesn't want to see the most now, it is undoubtedly Nangong Nuannuan.
In the past few days in the hospital bed, he thought a lot, and once remembered that Ning Wenqi asked someone to plant a bomb at Nangong Jin's house. However, there was no news that Nangong's family members were killed by the bomb during this period, so he knew that Nangong Jin must have found the bomb by luck.
Seeing Nangong Nuannuan's smile now, Ning Zhennan felt even more guilty.
Because of his guilty conscience, Ning Zhennan thought that he was hemiplegic anyway, unable to speak and could only write with his left hand, so he turned his face to the other side, closed his eyes, and refused to communicate with Nangong Nuannuan.
He is a hemiplegic who cannot speak, so it is his right to refuse to communicate!
Nangong Nuannuan saw that the dead old man turned his face away and closed his eyes, completely lifeless. She didn't believe that the old man was pretending to be asleep now, and he could continue to pretend to be asleep later.
Taking out the phone, Nangong Nuannuan typed a string of symbols on the phone's keyboard. What no one knew was that the surveillance system had been hacked in just a few seconds of typing.
What the police outside saw inside was that Nangong Nuannuan had been standing not far from the entrance, with his back to the camera, probably talking. But Ning Zhennan didn't want to listen to her, so he turned his head inside.
But in fact, Nangong Nuannuan took out the notebook. He said in a good mood: "I know you are old and dim, so I specially uploaded the video to my notebook. Don't you want to know about your youngest son?"
Hearing the words of the youngest son, Mr. Ning's body trembled, he turned around, and looked at Nangong Nuannuan angrily, trying to shatter her look of a successful villain with his eyes full of menace.
But…
is it possible
Seeing his angry look, Nangong Nuannuan not only didn't feel any pressure, but smiled happily, "I knew you, Mr. Ning, would turn your head around. After all, people who are going to be buried in the soil, why are you doing so many things? It's not just for your children and grandchildren. Right?"
Mr. Ning suddenly opened his mouth and started yelling, trying to call the police outside, so that the police could see the video that Nangong Nuannuan was about to play. If it was a video of abusing his son, at least Ning Wenqi would not be so sad in prison after being seen by the police.
At least after being controlled, Nangong Nuannuan can restrain herself a little.
However, Ning Zhennan yelled for a long time, but he didn't see the police coming in. He began to struggle crazily on the bed, trying to let the police see him through his struggle.
When he was tired from struggling and stopped, panting heavily, as if he could hardly catch his breath, Nangong Nuannuan said mischievously: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I have already blacked out this video, so they can't see it. And the sound insulation here is very good, and there are two rooms so..."
Seeing Nangong Nuannuan smiling and shrugging, Mr. Ning almost couldn't lift his breath, and was so angry that he passed away.
"Okay, don't you have the strength to struggle now? Let's enjoy the video if you have no strength."
In the video, Ning Wenqi was brought up. Although his face was not covered, Ning Zhennan knew about his full beard, haggard face, and limping posture when walking...