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Chapter 257 - 255: What else is there?

Chapter 257: Chapter 255: What else is there?

The uncle with the hat and Director Xia are each marveling at Nan Zhubin’s abilities in their own ways.

Nan Zhubin glanced around at the scene inside the room and couldn’t help but start recalling the events of the day—

At this moment.

Lin Lulin has already been pinned down by the police.

The most crucial evidence—USB drive, ledger—has been seized at the fastest speed.

Lin Lulin is finished.

Meanwhile, he has successfully spread this event among top professionals across the nation through a grand stage.

Nan Zhubin didn’t quite understand the law, unsure how many years Lin Lulin could be sentenced to in this situation.

But Nan Zhubin knew that under these circumstances, even if Lin Lulin was released after two or three years in prison, he absolutely couldn’t "make a comeback," and wouldn’t even be able to scrape a living at the fringes of this industry.

Lin Lulin and all relevant personnel from "Liu Lin Psychological Clinic" will completely bid farewell to the psychology industry.

Meanwhile, at the storm’s center—Jiang University, the Jiang University Affiliated Hospital, and even the entire Jiangdu.

After going through this event.

No matter if there are similar speculators like Lin Lulin in them again, they will tread carefully in the future impacts.

Unknowingly, it might prevent, or at least reduce, the chances of similar cases like Chen Jie, Li Minglu from happening again.

Thinking of this, Nan Zhubin exhaled deeply, feeling a bit clearer and refreshed.

However, there seemed to be something still faintly pressing down in his heart, a sense that wasn’t completely relaxed.

"Director Xia, now that the ledger is in hand, it should save you a lot of work here—yet I don’t have much to assist with now." Nan Zhubin felt that this awkward feeling might be because it wasn’t completely over, and couldn’t help but push the process, "Moreover, what’s coming up next, I probably won’t be very convenient to participate in."

The implication—Please quickly take Lin Lulin away and handle the necessary processes.

Director Xia hesitated, feeling there was a lot he wanted to say to Nan Zhubin, many things he wanted to ask Nan Zhubin about.

But duty called, and his current task was indeed more important.

So Director Xia could only formally say, "Thank you for your... cooperation. We might need to contact you for further information as things progress..."

Nan Zhubin quickly responded, "I will do my utmost to cooperate."

The attitude was very proactive, and theoretically speaking, encountering such a witness was a reason to be pleased.

But Director Xia couldn’t be happy at all right now.

And during this moment, watching Nan Zhubin turn to leave.

Lin Lulin on the ground seemed to finally regain consciousness: "Zhuren... Zhuren!"

His tone was hoarse, the way he vocalized was close to shouting, but the sound was small.

And this intimate form of address made Nan Zhubin a bit nauseous.

So he turned back, looking at Lin Lulin.

The two hat-wearing uncles saw Lin Lulin’s reaction, instinctively tightened their grip on him, causing Lin Lulin to let out a cry of pain.

Yet Lin Lulin looked at Nan Zhubin and actually started laughing: "Zhuren... I taught you well, so well that..."

Okay, now Nan Zhubin really felt nauseous.

He glanced at Director Xia, seeing that he didn’t intend to stop this, thought for a moment and turned: "Are you trying to say something like ’Everything you have now is because of me, you’ve surpassed your teacher’ or similar, ’Teacher’?"

Lin Lulin blinked, indeed showing the expression of someone whose lines had been snatched.

"Or, ’As you achieve more, people will think of me more’ and give yourself a bit of self-respect?"

Nan Zhubin drew a circle in the air with his index finger for Lin Lulin: "To say a few lines that sound cool, making yourself look less pathetic even while under the pressure of two hat-wearing uncles, and trying to calm your dissatisfaction—Is that the logic behind your words now, teacher?"

Lin Lulin choked for a moment.

Nan Zhubin chuckled lightly: "Although I know that once you wear the silver bracelets and sit in the Confession Chair you’ll surely soften again, unable to maintain the so-called ’professor’s dignity and aloofness’. But since it’s happening—then ’Teacher’, I want to tell you a fact."

"—You are only a speculative, scheming illegal element for money."

Nan Zhubin stepped forward: "When you decided to exploit your professional convenience, trample your professional ethics, and toy with the trust of visitors, what you did was no different than those thieves, robbers, fraudsters, or rapists. Even murderers might be a bit better, at least maybe—"

"Ahem." Director Xia coughed, signaling Nan Zhubin to stop going too far and not to say too incorrect things in front of him.

Nan Zhubin raised both hands as if doing a French salute, looked at Lin Lulin’s suddenly rigid expression, and continued:

"As for the relationship between my capabilities and you—anyone would understand that they have no relation to you, because your past achievements have nothing to do with Micro-expression Analysis."

"Firstly, you don’t conduct basic research, have no scientific achievements, and only consulting experience. But due to this incident, your past consultancy results will be labeled as ’related to drug abuse’, your guidebooks will be pulled from shelves, and former visitors who thanked you will start to doubt and eventually hate you."

"Secondly, I will soon have a new teacher, or at least a new supervisor, whom I will extol in various settings, and my future achievements will be associated with him."

"As for you, once everything is conclusively settled, and the school’s and police announcement comes out, people will understand thoroughly and think of you only as a lowly figure. The longer the time, the deeper this impression will become—In the end, even that will disappear."

Nan Zhubin said, as if he suddenly remembered something: "And if people remember anything, it’s likely to be the last apprentice you taught—because your previous apprentices will surely be quick to dissociate from you."

"Huang Xin? Unlikely, he will definitely switch advisors after this—then it’s only Liu Pan."

Nan Zhubin chuckled: "Hope he, without your and father’s protection, can uphold your name."

Nan Zhubin’s words.

Without mercy, directly tearing away Lin Lulin’s meager, and imaginary, veil of decency.

After saying this, seemingly feeling a bit more clarity and peace, Nan Zhubin softly bid farewell to Director Xia and walked away without looking back.

Leaving Lin Lulin’s gaze suddenly become vacant, muttering something under his breath.

The uncle with the hat leaned over to listen, seeming to only hear a few keywords: after the announcement, the longer the time, the deeper the impression...

...

Nan Zhubin pressed the elevator button.

Watching the floor numbers change little by little, he felt a sense of emptiness.

Toppling Lin Lulin, he felt like he accomplished something significant.

Yet, his body still hadn’t fully relaxed.

In some unknown place, it seemed there was still something left to be done.

What could it be?

Nan Zhubin furrowed his brow, deep in thought.

"Ding—"

The elevator door opened, Nan Zhubin looked up, and suddenly smiled.

"Doctor Chen, what brings you here?"

"Also Sister Pingting and... Professor Bai?"