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Chapter 254 - 252 Nan Zhubin: Wenjiu Analyzes Lisin

Chapter 254: Chapter 252 Nan Zhubin: Wenjiu Analyzes Lisin

Hearing these words.

The still-present Chairman, Principal, and Dean of the Heart Institute turned their gaze to Nan Zhubin’s face.

Bai Qinghua leaned in from a distance.

Even the students, teachers, and institution representatives who were initially watching from afar subtly gathered around.

"[Micro-expression Analysis]? You..."

Director Xia hesitated to speak.

To be honest, he didn’t believe it.

Nan Zhubin’s recent performance was spectacular.

But at the same time, it was also a bit crafty.

Therefore, Director Xia was a bit wary, unsure whether he should let this seemingly capable yet somewhat annoying kid continue talking.

Nan Zhubin said to himself, "Getting the evidence early and taking both the evidence and Lin Lulin back will save the officers some trips and effort, right?"

"However, if we’re going to use [Micro-expression Analysis] for on-site questioning, at least keep Lin Lulin conscious."

He suggested, "Why don’t we try to wake him up first? That way, it’ll be easier for the officers to take him away afterwards."

Director Xia mused for a few seconds, feeling like he had been persuaded.

Whether it’s collecting evidence in advance or giving Lin Lulin the ability to act on his own.

Director Xia did not reject Nan Zhubin’s two suggestions.

The question now is — how to wake Lin Lulin?

...

"Let me, I’m a doctor."

Accompanied by the voice, Doctor Chen suddenly emerged from the side.

Indeed, there were quite a few doctors present today, all skilled in first aid.

And Director Xia remembered Doctor Chen because he had seen him rushing to help when Lin Lulin fainted on stage.

Director Xia breathed a sigh of relief, feeling reassured.

He checked the knot behind Lin Lulin, turned him over, and gave the doctor space to work.

Everyone looked at Doctor Chen, and then—

saw Doctor Chen grab a bottle of mineral water from a nearby student’s hand and splash it directly on Lin Lulin’s face.

Then he strode forward to straddle Lin Lulin’s waist and abdomen, raising his right hand high.

Slap!

It was a straightforward slap!

And then—

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

Forehand, backhand, forehand, backhand, forehand, backhand...

The attendees watching revealed shocked expressions, their eyes following the swing of Doctor Chen’s hands, turning left, right, left, right...

Nan Zhubin blinked, while Huang Xin watched eagerly from not far away.

Director Xia widened his eyes, puffed out his cheeks, and was about to step forward to stop him.

"Director Xia... wait!" Nan Zhubin quickly thought for a moment and then hastily said.

"...This doctor is actually the father of the visitor in my previous case. Most of the information in my earlier report was provided by him."

Nan Zhubin racked his brains for wording, "I think, he surely has his reasons for doing this. After all, he definitely wants Lin Lulin to be convicted as soon as possible and will surely wake Lin Lulin up quickly to help us gather evidence..."

After hearing these words, unsure whether they were an explanation or a comfort.

Director Xia paused, actually retracting his foot he was about to step out.

He showed an understanding expression only found in older people: "Then... indeed. This doctor must have his reasons for doing so."

"Listen to the professionals."

Saying this, Director Xia glanced back at Xia Tian, then turned back, staring intently at Lin Lulin.

...

The Chairman watched with a sense of unease but continued watching nonetheless.

He was also one of those hoping Lin Lulin would wake up soon.

"Alas."

Suddenly, he heard a sigh from behind. He turned around to see a group of middle-aged men with similar temperament and skin condition.

If he remembered correctly, these... seemed to be the hospital’s team?

"This... doctor?" the Chairman tentatively asked, "You seem to know about Doctor Chen’s situation?"

Deliberately making such a noticeable sound to attract his attention, they must be trying to start a conversation.

But adults tend to be polite and don’t point out the obvious. Thus, the Chairman also went along with it.

The sighing doctor glanced at the Chairman, seemingly weighing pros and cons in his mind.

After contemplating for a while, he said with a sigh, "Old Chen is from our unit. We’ve seen how he’s been over the past year."

"Back then, for his daughter, he was busy running around, but in the end, she still ended up like this. His spirit completely collapsed. Later, he even had a few accidents, lost his head physician title, and was suspended for a while... Although I heard that his department tried to help him afterwards, it’s said that..."

The doctor lowered his voice: "At the time, his daughter jumped off in front of him. He rushed to help immediately but couldn’t save her, which likely left a significant impact on him, completely breaking him down, so he couldn’t even enter the operating room anymore..."

"Recently, I’ve heard he’s planning to move to second-line logistics..."

The Chairman fell silent for a moment, seemingly understanding the reason for the doctor’s "talkative" nature.

...

It has to be said, although Doctor Chen’s treatment method was a bit aggressive.

But Nan Zhubin was right about one thing.

Just like a medical student who stabbed her boyfriend eighteen times but avoided all the vital parts.

Doctor Chen wasn’t just hitting Lin Lulin randomly; he was genuinely aiming to "wake up Lin Lulin" with purpose.

Slap, slap, slap, slap...

By the time the attendees lost count of how many slaps had been delivered.

Lin Lulin finally slowly regained consciousness.

"Wow," and then was greeted with another bottle of ice-cold mineral water.

Doctor Chen finally stood up, coldly saying, "He’ll be a bit dizzy after waking up; this will help him become alert quickly to cooperate with you."

Seemingly explaining his earlier actions.

Then he stepped back and made a "please" gesture to Nan Zhubin.

Director Xia, standing aside, frowned, scanning the crowd of onlookers anxiously, finding it really was too numerous.

He suddenly realized his earlier decision seemed a bit rash.

Allowing a civilian to interrogate a suspect in such a public environment, especially one he had just overpowered.

Even if the suspect was reported by that civilian, it still seemed a bit improper.

At least, they should move to a more supervised setting...

[Also strange; why didn’t I think of these concerns earlier? It was like everything Mr. Nan said seemed reasonable...]

[And what about this [Micro-expression Analysis]? Though I’ve heard of it, the idea of extracting clues on the spot is too incredible—no, downright absurd!]

Director Xia felt like he was in a state where logic had been suppressed and was now returning, making everything much clearer.

He saw Nan Zhubin approaching the slowly waking Lin Lulin, already starting to showcase his so-called [Micro-expression Analysis].

"Teacher... no, Lin Lulin." Nan Zhubin was already preparing for his opening.

Director Xia stretched out his hand, ready to stop him.

"Mr. Nan, Mr. Nan!"

The black-haired, middle-parted art student responsible for filming at the back of the hall suddenly ran over, shouting all the way.

"Mr. Nan, are you going to demonstrate your [Micro-expression Analysis] again? Can I record it, please?"

The girl raised her camera, "Earlier, when this Professor Lin got arrested, it happened too fast for the camera to catch up. Can we shoot properly this time..."

"Nonsense!" Without waiting for Nan Zhubin to reply, Director Xia turned to scold without thinking.

"This is a crime scene now, not some academic presentation! This isn’t a place for random filming!"

With his authoritative demeanor, Director Xia immediately scared the girl into freezing in place.

Next, Director Xia turned around, scanning the circle, accurately identifying a few onlookers in the crowd who were about to film. He sternly ordered them to cease their actions for interfering with official duties.

After finishing all this, Director Xia finally turned back to Nan Zhubin.

Just about to say something.

"—Alright, I understand now."

Then he heard Nan Zhubin nod and turn to Huang Xin, "The password for the USB drive is his birthday, 19******."

Wait a minute, did this fast-forward a bit?

Director Xia: "...???"

His body froze, shifting his gaze, he found that everyone else looking at Nan Zhubin had a mixed expression of astonishment and puzzlement, akin to under-evolved monkeys seeing one of their kind crack open a coconut with a stone for the first time.

Director Xia’s eyes were devoid of astonishment, only puzzled.

Wait... did I just stop others from filming, that took two minutes at most?

In that brief moment, this guy had already finished his so-called [Micro-expression Analysis]?

Is it real?

How did he do it?!!