Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Dean Li is socially clean.

Mrs. Li also doesn't want to get involved with any of the forces. They are wise to protect themselves and just want to do a good job in 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's only mobile phone number.

Ren Weiyi was once a student of Mrs. Li.

At this time, the only thing Mrs. Li can look for seems to be her.

She dialed Ren's only mobile phone.

It's less than nine o'clock in the evening, and Ren Weiwei is still busy with business. When he received a call from Mrs. Li, Ren Weiwei was very surprised, "Teacher?"

"Miss," Mrs. Li's voice became much older, she stood up with her hands on the wall, "my husband, he is dead."

On the other side of the phone, Ren Weiyi stopped breathing.

The news about the base has just been spread by Xiao Ji, and the news of Dean Li's death has not yet spread. Although Ren Weiwei is the eldest lady of the Ren family, she does not have a definite information network, and has not received the news yet.

Hearing Mrs. Li's words, the pen in Ren Weiwei's hand also fell with a "click".

Dean Li is the sharpest knife in Xiao Ji's hand.

Her voice was a little rough, "Teacher, you..."

"Something happened to the project he was in charge of," Mrs. Li said softly, "They said that my husband committed suicide in fear of crime."

On the other end of the phone, Ren Weiwei sat down, she paused, and then said, "My condolences."

"He and I have not left anything in our life. We are alone. How he came here is how he went." Mrs. Li looked at Dean Li's calm face, "the only thing is that he accepted A student, Guan Shuxian, miss, I want you to keep him."

"Guan Shuxian?" Ren Weiyi had some impression of this person.

Dean Li knew that he was in a whirlpool, and he didn't accept any students, the only one was Guan Shuxian.

Guan Shuxian is too paranoid, and Dean Li is reluctant to let this talented child get stuck in the past.

"He is my husband's only disciple. If my husband is still here, he will definitely be the dean of the research institute in the future." Mrs. Li knew that Ren Weiwei would keep Guan Shuxian, so she must come up with something that moved her heart. Madam closed her eyes, "His intelligence is not inferior to my husband's, even far surpassing him, and there are various unpublished researches in his hand. From now on, he... will definitely be the sharpest knife in your hand."

The first to be able to get the exchange student position with Continental University in the university.

Ren Weiyi did not doubt the authenticity of Mrs. Li's words.

Ren Weiyi calmed down for a while, and then said, "What do you want me to do?"

"He went to look for President Xiao. In this case, President Xiao will definitely not let him go. I would like to ask you to bring him out of the research institute." Mrs. Li opened her eyes and said softly, "Then put him Put him under house arrest, and let him out after this matter is over."

"I'm going to the research institute, I can only try." Ren Weiyi took the key and went out.

Mrs. Li hung up the phone weakly, she turned her head, looked 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 Missy, Missy should be able to take him away .”

"You said that you are in this whirlpool, how can you really protect yourself wisely? When President Baili came to you, you should have agreed to take refuge in him."

"You didn't die under the knife of the rebel organization, but in the end you died at the hands of your own people. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Standing 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 about Xiao Ji's ward from many sources.

There were quite a few people in the ward, including Mr. Jia and Vice President Xu.

Mr. Jia officially granted Xu the position of vice president.

Vice President Xu looked at the seal in his hand, his face flushed with excitement, and he looked at Mr. Jia, "Please rest assured President Xiao, I will definitely lead the research institute well and live up to your expectations!"

In the conference room, there are other backbones of the institute.

Everyone is congratulating Vice President Xu.

Xiao Ji was lying on the bed, also talking about the scene.

No one seemed to be saddened by Dean Li's death.

It's not that they don't know about Dean Li, but it doesn't touch their interests.

Guan Shuxian broke a vase on the way here, holding the fragment of the vase in his hand, his injury did not heal, and he even felt weak when walking.

The security guards didn't stop Guan Shuxian either. 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 people in the ward who were talking and laughing at Yan Yan, and focused on Xiao Ji who was lying on the bed, "President Xiao, let me come and see you."

Let's see if you have a heart.

He held the fragment of the vase tightly in his palm and only looked at President Xiao.

He knew that he was alone and weak, and he couldn't beat President Xiao, but he just wanted to fight, and wanted to fight President Xiao in the end.

Old Jia raised his head, he looked at Guan Shuxian with doubts on his face.

Seeing Guan Shuxian, Vice President Xu sneered, then turned his head, and flatteringly said in front of Mr. Jia, "This is Dean Li's former apprentice."

Old Jia frowned upon hearing this, "Dean Li's apprentice?"

While the two were talking, Guan Shuxian had already arrived at the hospital bed. He looked at President Xiao, "President, my teacher is dead."

Chairman Xiao's voice was very cold, "He betrayed us and committed suicide in fear of crime."

"Suicide in fear of guilt?" Guan Shuxian suddenly approached President Xiao, and the vase fragments pressed against President Xiao's neck.

As soon as a mark was drawn, he was pulled away by Mr. Jia's bodyguards.

Guan Shuxian was weak and was pulled away easily.

He was imprisoned by the bodyguards, and when he looked up, he happened to see Chairman Xiao's face.

President Xiao wasn't 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 carefully." Old Jia's expression did not change, and he ordered lightly.

No one present cared about Guan Shuxian's incident.

Guan Shuxian seemed like a jumping clown, no matter how hard he jumped, he couldn't jump out of their palms.

Guan Shuxian no longer struggled, and he was brought back to the interrogation room of the research institute.

It's where Dean Li sat before.

ten o'clock.

The dark interior door was opened, and someone turned on the light at the door.

Guan Shuxian raised his head 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 about you. Assassinating President Xiao is not a simple crime." Ren Weiyi looked up, and she looked at Guan Shuxian, "I can take you out, and I can save you, but you have to write a copy of the crime." thing."

"what?"

Ren Weiwei said, "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 trust President Xiao."

"I know that Dean Li is a good person," Ren Weiyi sighed, "but you shouldn't be brave for a while. After you write this, Mr. Jia and the others will feel at ease. This is also the way I can take you out."

Guan Shuxian closed his eyes, his voice lost all warmth, "Miss, please go back."

"Guan Shuxian, how can I protect you if you want to do this!" Ren Weiwei didn't expect Guan Shuxian to disagree.

Guan Shuxian said softly, "You don't have to protect me."

Ren Weiyi looked at Guan Shuxian with a complicated expression on his face.

If she insists on protecting Guan Shuxian, that's okay, then it will inevitably be against Xiao Ji and Jia Lao.

Guan Shuxian does have great potential. Mrs. Li is right, but because of this potential offending Mr. Jia, the gain outweighs the gain. Ren Weiwei also needs contacts in the Ren family.

She glanced at Guan Shuxian, and finally got up to take the coat.

The room was plunged into darkness again.

Outside the door, Ren Weiwei called Mrs. Li, "Teacher, I'm sorry."

**

Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Meng Fu has already received a message from M Xia.

Many people came to see her in the afternoon.

Meng Xun, Zhao Fan, Yang Liufang, and Yang Lai all came. These people knew that it was Yang Zhaolin who spoke.

As for He Xiyuan, no one told them about Meng Fu, so they didn't come over.

She was leaning on the bed. Mrs. Yang and Yang Hua had been resting for a long time in the last two days, and they were not tired at the moment. It seemed 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, let's look at the remaining problems." Yang Hua poured her a bowl of soup, which was sent by the Yang family.

"I'm fine, and I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." Meng Fu got out of bed, picked a lily from the table, and tilted her head, "Mom, I want to see the Taoist priest tomorrow."

As soon as she said to look at the Taoist priest, Yang Hua didn't ask why, she handed the soup to Meng Fu: "Clean up and go tomorrow, I'll tell Master."

"Your potted flower is still with the Taoist priest." Meng Fu remembered the potted flower.

Yang Hua nodded, heard the words, and frowned: "I don't know if the flower is alive or not."

Speaking of this, Yang Hua suddenly raised her head, she looked at Meng Fu, "You go tomorrow, don't mess with my flowers."

Meng Fu: "..."

She silently took a sip of the soup, "Mom, I'm not such a person."

"I'll go with you tomorrow," Yang Hua became more and more worried, "They can't control you either."

"Hey, don't," Meng Fu leaned lazily against the window, and his voice was also slow, "You're gone, who is going to see Auntie?"

When Yang Hua thought about Mrs. Yang, she also got tangled up, "Don't touch my flower."

"Understood, I'll just go and watch it, and I'm going to record a show." She lazily replied, holding the soup, and looked at the dimly lit downstairs lights.

The phone rang at this time.

Yang Hua handed Meng Fu's cell phone to Meng Fu, surprised, "It's Zhao Lin, he doesn't know what's going on looking for you so late."

After Meng Fu finished his soup, he took the phone over: "Cousin, are you alright?"

When she saw Yang Zhaolin this morning, she didn't talk to Yang Zhaolin much.

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 paused with the hand holding the bowl, "What's wrong?"

"Ah Fu," Yang Zhaolin's voice was very slow, "Dean Li passed away."

After this sentence, no one spoke for a long time on the phone.

After a long while, Meng Fu lowered her eyes, and her voice seemed to be the same as before: "Where are you?"

"A Xun and I are going to Dean Li's house."

"Okay," Meng Fu looked up, she put the bowl on the table, and said calmly, "Send me the address."

Yang Hua heard Meng Fu's words, she looked at Meng Fu in surprise, "Are you going out?"

Meng Fu nodded, and she went straight out.

Yang Hua hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, it's cold outside, put on your coat."

Meng Fu looked down, only to find that she was still wearing a hospital gown. She took off the coat of the hospital gown, and took the black cotton coat that Yang Hua brought over for her.

Yang Hua wanted to go with Meng Fu, but Meng Fu refused.

"Mom, you go to see your aunt, I can do it by myself." Meng Fu didn't look back, she walked to the elevator, reached out and pressed the elevator button.

**

Meng Fu didn't drive.

There is no one's car downstairs.

Meng Fu didn't want to bother others now, so he directly hailed a taxi at the entrance of the hospital.

Dean Li's home is near Beijing University. There is a separate courtyard, which is not very large, but it is strictly guarded.

When Meng Fu arrived, taxis were not allowed in, and the security guard let her in after verifying that she was from the laboratory.

The courtyard of Dean Li's house was brightly lit.

When Meng Fu arrived, Dean Li's body had already been transported back, not many people came, only Yang Zhaolin, Meng Xun, and Jin Zhiyuan.

Other friends, including Dean Li, did not come, only Mrs. Li.

The door was wide open, Meng Fu came quietly, no one saw her.

Meng Xun was accompanying Mrs. Li, while Jin Zhiyuan was very silent.

"This is your book." Mrs. Li saw Meng Xun, and brought the math problem book to Meng Xun. "He has been reading this book during his lifetime. I told him several times to return it to you. He is playing tricks." Not even temper."

Meng Xun took the book, she didn't know what to say, but her voice was a little choked up: "Master, my condolences."

"I'm fine." Mrs. Li patted Meng Xun's hand, she was still very gentle, "It's a blessing for Lao Li to have students like you."

Yang Zhaolin was the first to spot Meng Fu coming.

The lights in the courtyard are not very bright.

Her whole body was shrouded in darkness, so that no one could see her expression.

"Ah Fu." Yang Zhaolin said.

The others also looked up and saw Meng Fu.

Meng Xun said, "Sister..."

Meng Fu nodded, and she walked to Dean Li's body.

Yang Zhaolin stood beside Meng Fu, "Master's wife said that the principal died of a sudden illness."

"No." Meng Fu looked at Dean Li's calm face, looked up, and she looked at Mrs. Li: "Master's wife, Dean, he didn't have a sudden illness."

Both Yang Zhaolin and Jin Zhiyuan looked at Meng Fu in astonishment.

These two people have never experienced this kind of struggle, so they can't connect Dean Li's death with yesterday's incident.

Mrs. Li looked at Meng Fu, she came over, touched Meng Fu's head, her eyes were very red: "Your teacher, he deserved his death."

Meng Fu pursed her lips. She didn't reply to Mrs. Li's words, but 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, but when she heard Meng Fu's flowers, she couldn't help it.

Dean Li has no children.

The only person involved with him was Guan Shuxian, his apprentice.

Meng Fu looked at the people present, Guan Shuxian was not there.

Shouldn't be there.

Even Yang Zhaolin knew about Dean Li's news, Guan Shuxian had no reason not to know, it was impossible for him not to come.

Meng Fu took a deep breath, she looked at Madam Li: "Where is Senior Brother Guan?"

Mrs. Li's body stiffened for a moment, and then she quickly realized, "Xiao Guan is not feeling well, I asked him to go back, and he doesn't know what's going on, so..."

"He won't," Meng Fu squeezed her hands, her eyes still did not move away, "Master, who is he, you know better than me, Dean Li treats him so well, will he go home to rest at this time?" ?”

This sentence made Mrs. Li shed tears that she had not shed all this time.

In Lao Li's life, these students were confiscated after all.

Listening to the conversation between Mrs. Li and Meng Fu, Yang Zhaolin and Meng Xun also noticed something was wrong, and several people looked at Mrs. Li and Meng Fu.

Yang Zhaolin licked his lower lip, and he pulled a piece of paper and handed it to Mrs. Li, "Teacher, tell us if you have anything to do. Although I'm not very good, my dad can help."

Mrs. Li just shook her head, thinking about what Ren Weiwei said to her, her heart was twisted, "It's okay, you are all good boys, I want to contact Lao Li and my relatives here, come and help me make a list."

This matter has already involved Guan Shuxian, she can't harm these people anymore.

Meng Fu didn't move, "In the research institute?"

she spoke.

Mrs. Li's complexion changed.

"That's it." Meng Fu nodded, then turned around and walked outside.

Mrs. Li didn't grab 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, Once Xiaoguan is gone, you can't go back..."

Meng Fu stretched out his hand and tore off Mrs. Li's hand, "Master, don't worry, I will bring him out intact, he has to come back, and come back to see President Li's death."

**

I'm a little tired recently. I originally planned to take a day off today and go to bed after the next chapter.

But when I closed my eyes and thought about Dean Li, I still couldn't fall asleep, and got up again to finish writing a heavy chapter.

Well, let's issue a monthly ticket, and I will ask Brother Fu to clean up the research institute!