Chapter 123 Sequelae (6)

"I haven't seen this report." Gu Yan said suddenly.

Qiao did not respond, and at the same time to open a new one, he didn't raise his head: "Normal, don’t you say, this year was deleted, and it is estimated that few people saw it. Not to mention you find the information It has been many years after writing an analysis report, where to see it. "

The report may survive for a few seconds that year, no one saw it, and no one mentioned it anymore.

Therefore, when Gu Yan found the old case, he saw the only straightforward judgment, miscellaneous public opinion, and some words that Yan Suizhi said in various reports.

For example, a reporter asked him why he insisted on being innocent, and he only lost a few words: Why not? Take money.

There are other straightforward and sharp remarks, which is also this kind of answer that allows him to be at the cusp of the wind during that time, and scolding continues.

Those answers can make people an illusion, as if his later gentle and elegant, including what he said when guiding students, was wrapped.

This is like a sudden mixed branches in a straight tree trunk.

But I have to admit that at least one of these two images is closer to his essence.

The people who scolded him in public opinion only saw one side.

Later, the old case was completely forgotten, and the people who praised him had only seen the other side.

"You send these all over," Gu Yan said.

Qiao did not notice the subtle changes of his emotions, or he pressed too well.

"Let it go now? Okay, wait, I will send it to you."

Qiao's smart machine launched too many interfaces. He hurriedly struggled from the pile of data piles, and called out the information interface, pulled a few times, and clicked on one of the names.

Just after ordering, Master Qiao stunned.

He watched the interface that was being sent, the brain had a moment of blank, and then poked the screen in a hurry, almost giving the smart machine down and throwing it away.

Such a big movement is difficult to ignore.

Gu Yan looked away from the old report and frowned at him: "What are you doing?"

Qiao Yuan stood for a while, and then held his face with his hands, and opened his mouth silently, like running out of the famous painting "Scream".

"I ... I did something stupid ... don't scold me ..." Qiao said.

Gu Yan: "... Have you done less? Have I scolded you with Ke Jin?"

Joe: "Okay, you grab the railing first."

Gu Yan: "..."

Qiao closed his eyes and kicked his legs, and began to repent: "I'm wrong ..."

Gu Yan frowned alertly: "Who did you send to?"

Joe: "Dean ..."

Gu Yan: "..."

The two felt suffocating at the same time.

One is being too stupid to be angry with the best friend, and the other is being too stupid to be angry.

"Why did you send it to him by mistake?" Attorney Gu's face was freezing.

Qiao: "His note to me is 'Gu's intern', next to you one on top of the other... My hands are shaking..."

"Joe?" Yan Suizhi's voice came from the sofa.

Master Qiao seemed to hear the god of death calling.

He stiffened his neck, turned around slowly with a dry smile, and screamed wildly in his heart, "No—I won't go—", but his legs and feet mechanically followed Gu Yan to the booth.

Yan Suizhi's smartphone was turned on, with a row of pages lined up in front of him.

Obviously, he didn't know what Joe sent him, and subconsciously clicked a few inside and took a look.

The light of the wall lamp on the side of the booth fell diagonally on his face, and the light and dark shadows were just right, so that others could not see his expression, and naturally they could not understand his mood.

And judging from that row of pages... he doesn't seem to intend to take a look at it.

Master Qiao seems to have returned to the time when the elective course ended ten years ago, his legs were weak, his steps were vain, and his heart was uneasy.

Gu Yan sat down beside Yan Suizhi.

Joe stared at his movements, looking forward to dog food for the first time in his life. He hoped that Gu Yan would not care about his single dog, grab Yan Suizhi's hand and kiss it directly, so that he wouldn't see it. Or directly hug Yan Suizhi and go back to the room without saying a word.

It's a pity that his best friend is not this character.

Master Qiao suddenly felt like a mourning concubine.

The movement of the sofa sinking slightly made Yan Suizhi move his eyes. He retracted his gaze from the report in front of him, swiped again, closed the row of screens, and glanced at Qiao and Gu Yan, "You guys just eloped to the railing. Are you doing research there?"

It seems... the tone is okay?

As Gu Yan said before, it will not be rejected, and there is no obvious taboo.

Joe touched his chest, and the heartbeat that had been frightened before slowly stabilized.

Gu Yan rested his elbows on his knees and touched the corner of his lips. Just as he was about to say something, Qiao had already sat down next to Ke Jin, smashing the pot and saying, "Hey... Forget it, it's my hands shaking, since That's it, I'll just say it straight. Dean...my sister and I, I want to ask you a favor."

When it came to the last sentence, Joe's expression was serious and a little sincere.

But when he said that, he grabbed Ke Jin's hand to strengthen his courage.

Yan Suizhi glanced at his hand, the corner of his mouth twitched, and said, "Oh? What are you busy with?"

Joe: "It's a long story."

Yan Suizhi: "..."

"So I picked the point." Joe whispered, "My sister and I... have always felt that in the years when the old fox hooked up with Manson and the others, he did some... not very good things. This is very To a large extent, it has caused me and you, old fox, to be tit for tat over the years, and there is no good word when we meet. However, my sister has found some clues recently, so that she suspects that we have misunderstood the conjecture of old fox for so many years. "

Joe said helplessly: "This is plain... It's actually some messy family affairs. But if we can really find something that proves that we misunderstood him, then... at least we have time to apologize to him."

He bowed his head, shook his hands, was silent for a moment, and then said: "...I'm actually looking forward to that apology. Of course, if it turns out that it's not a misunderstanding, he's just an old bastard, then I'll be with me. Sister...also...should not protect him."

Yan Suizhi nodded: "So, what do you need me to do?"

"My sister wants to re-investigate a few cases that we thought were involved with the old fox, but it lacked some entry points and didn't want to disturb too many people." Qiao said, "So I took a detour and wanted to start from the more marginal old cases. Start. Dean, the case you have worked on is among them."

Yan Suizhi's expression changed subtly, and his eyes moved under the lamp.

He didn't speak immediately. He seemed to give Joe a deep look before shaking the smartphone on his finger and asking, "You mean you sent this?"

"Or have you ever handled other medical cases, Dean?" Joe asked.

"No." Yan Suizhi said, "I've seen a lot, but I've done very little."

"That...that's it," Joe said.

Yan Suizhi nodded, still showing no sign of unhappiness, his tone was calm and normal, as if Qiao just asked him to borrow a fire, "Do you want to know something more specific?"

Joe: "Yeah. Can you?"

"Of course." It may be that Qiao seemed too cautious, Yan Suizhi smiled, and his tone was also much gentler, "But if you ask me to say it directly, I may not know where to start. You ask me, what are you asking me? Answer what. If I remember."

Joe: "..."

He thought for a while in silence, and found that he knew very little about the old case. If he was asked to tell a story, he would probably be able to tell the matter in a few words——

However, it was the genetic surgery that caused a medical accident, but the accident was not that simple. It was suspected that the hospital was trying to use the opportunity of the patient's surgery to try genetic experiments. The deceased patients were also a few minors, and the grief-stricken response of the parents affected the hearts of most people, so that the attention was unprecedentedly high.

However, the vice president of the defendant refused to admit it, and his attitude was slick, which triggered a series of subsequent public opinions.

That's all, I got it from watching Gu Yan write the analysis report back then. The sweeping action just now didn't show anything at all.

With this level of understanding, Joe found himself not knowing how to even ask a question.

He kept silent, called up the information in his smart machine, watched it for a while, and tried to ask a few questions.

Yan Suizhi briefly explained each question, and then said: "Actually, these should be in the reports you sent."

The most important thing is that even if you ask hundreds or 80 questions of this level, it is impossible to find out whether Devo Ewes is involved.

Joe's roots turned red.

He took a sip of wine and flipped through a few more reports.

Yan Suizhi couldn't see it anymore, and reminded him amusingly: "I don't know what is the key in your and your sister's eyes. Why don't you look at what you already have in your hands? Information, discuss it with your sister, and it's not too late to ask."

Qiao Yi was stunned: "Is it okay? If... I will ask again later, is it okay?"

Yan Suizhi nodded, "Of course, is it time-consuming?"

Maybe it was because he was busy with something, Joe didn't stay in the hall much, and it was better to go back and look at the information package to see the black faces of the Manson brothers. Ke Jin stopped the spoon, and the group returned to the luxurious suite upstairs.

During this process, Gu Yan kept paying attention to Yan Suizhi's expression. At least when there were other people around, he never showed any emotion.

Ke Jin didn't seem to want to sleep very much, and was reluctant to enter the bedroom. Joe settled him in the living room and sat on the sofa next to him, like a student returning to school, carefully reading the information word by word.

Yan Suizhi's eyes swept across his hand, and after a while, he entered the bedroom.

"Sleepy?" Gu Yan didn't stay in the living room much, and followed him into the room.

"No, I'm going to wash my hands." Yan Suizhi said.

Before the light in the bedroom was turned on, the door was closed behind Gu Yan's back. The room was not completely dark, and the evening lights of the garden outside and the lights of cars passing by in the distance silently flashed light and shadows in the room.

Yan Suizhi took the remote control to turn on the light and turned it around in his hand, but as if he had forgotten, he put it down.

Then he walked straight through the water-like light and shadow in the room and walked into the interior. After a while, the sound of rushing water started.

Gu Yan glanced at the remote control, and did not rush to turn on the light.

He stood there for a while, then walked inside following the sound of the water.

The sliding glass door of the sink was left open, and Yan Suizhi carefully rinsed his fingers as he was used to.After a while, he stopped his hands and propped up the edge of the sink, as if he was in the dark for a while.

After a few seconds, he suddenly said softly, "Gu Yan."

"I'm here." Gu Yan raised his feet and went up the steps of the sink.

Yan Suizhi turned to look at him for a while, then suddenly put his hand on his shoulder, then hugged him.