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Chapter 255 Lin Lilin has fallen!
If Nan Zhuren's case sharing was merely a one-sided accusation against Lin Lilin for drug abuse...

This time, it was Lin Lilin who used himself as an example to help Nan Zhuren prove his accusations.

The truth of the matter is now completely clear.

Nan Zhuren's questions became increasingly urgent and infuriating.

This emotion spreads in a way that is "emotionally contagious," making viewers who might not have felt anything before inexplicably become irritable.

Those practitioners with strong professional ethics, on the other hand, amplified their original anger.

One sharp gaze after another almost pierced through Lin Lilin!

Perhaps it was the will to survive that gave Lin Lilin a sudden burst of strength, and he managed to break free from Nan Zhuren's grasp, stumbling backward.

He wanted to rush out of the auditorium. Even knowing he couldn't escape, that was all he could think of at that moment.

At the very least, get out of here! Get out of the encirclement of so many sharp eyes!
Run, run... before anyone can react...

"Dad!" A sharp cry suddenly rang out.

Director Xia, who was in the crowd, had already jumped up.

Upon hearing this shout, it seemed to accelerate even faster, as if a race car had activated a liquid nitrogen booster.

His temples were streaked with gray, but his agility surpassed that of the other college students around him. This middle-aged man had initially wasted a little time squeezing out of his seat, but he easily caught up with Lin Lilin in a few quick steps, then grabbed the other's coat and pulled him back with practiced ease.

As Lin Lilin staggered, Director Xia's iron-like hand gripped the back of his neck, his right leg sweeping across Lin's knee. Accompanied by the crisp sound of tearing fabric, the muffled thud of flesh colliding, and a short scream—

"……what!"

Lin Lilin's body was suspended in the air for a moment.

Then--

boom!
Director Xia used Lin Lilin as a cushion, employing grappling techniques to throw both of them to the ground. He then used his own weight to suppress all of Lin Lilin's struggles, revealing his clearly defined muscles beneath his thin shirt.

Immediately afterward, Director Xia swiftly tore off Lin Lilin's suit jacket and deftly crossed and wrapped the sleeves around his back. As he passed the jacket over Lin's elbows for the third time, Director Xia forcefully pulled the edge of the fabric, the fibers making a soft cracking sound from the friction.

A standard reverse bow was formed in the center of Lin Lilin's shoulder blade.

After doing all this, he finally had time to look up, and then loudly urged the surrounding students: "Back up, back up! I'm a policeman!"

Upon hearing this.

Apart from a few international students present, everyone immediately fell silent again.

Meanwhile, other people with closer ties, such as Nan Zhuren, the chairman, the principal, and the dean of the School of Psychology, are still coming over here.

Director Xia frowned, just about to choose his words, when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind him.

Turning around, I saw Xia Tian hurrying down the steps, calling out from afar, "Teacher Nan—are you alright?"

Then he braked suddenly and stopped right in front of me: "Oh, Dad, are you alright?"

Director Xia sniffed but didn't say anything. Looking down, he realized that Lin Lilin had already fainted.

The cold sweat and distorted expression on the middle-aged professor's face made Director Xia wonder. He clearly hadn't used much force.
“He was already injured,” Nan Zhuren, who had arrived, answered Director Xia’s question.

"I kicked him before, and he fractured his sternum. Now, Director Xia, you pinned him to the ground in mid-air, and he's been lying face down on you for a while. I guess his old injury flared up and he passed out from the pain."

Ignoring some of the odd parts of this explanation, it at least explains the current situation. Director Xia nodded, paying no further attention to Nan Zhuren, and quickly began to deal with the situation at hand.

Clearly, he was ready to take over at this moment.

Director Xia first made a phone call, which sounded like he was summoning someone. Then, he and the chairman and others who had gathered around issued a rather official statement, as this matter involved many parties. Afterwards, whether it was the investigation, evidence collection, or the subsequent release of statements, they would have to deal with them.

After completing these tasks, Director Xia maintained his restrained posture and finally began to scrutinize Nan Zhuren from head to toe.

Unconsciously, the pressure on his hand increased—fortunately, Lin Lilin had already fainted.

"Teacher Nan, right?"

Nan Zhuren nodded.

"I have just listened to your report and I roughly understand what happened. You have had a tough time and did a great job."

He gave a lukewarm affirmation, then abruptly changed the subject: "Through your actions today, I know what you care about. But I have to tell you—unfortunately, neither the video nor anything else can be used as key evidence. Your micro-expression analysis skills can indeed bring what everyone already knows to the surface, but they are not enough as evidence."

"After that, we will need to spend some time collecting evidence—real evidence. We may also notify you to come in for a statement, and we hope you can cooperate at that time."

The tone was very stiff.

But he was also explaining to Nan Zhuren.

His explanation is reasonable, since when he was on the podium, Nan Zhuren was just "showing" Lin Lilin's micro-expressions when facing questions.

However, Lin Lilin himself did not provide any information that could be used as "testimony".

If someone were to break down in defenses like Wang An and shout out, actively revealing the truth, then it would be a different story.

It can only be said that Lin Lilin's mental fortitude is indeed stronger.

Fortunately, although what Nan Zhuren has provided is not enough to convict Lin Lilin, it is possible to take him away for detention and interrogation.

"If you know any crucial evidence, please feel free to contact us anytime," Director Xia added, his tone still curt.

Summer couldn't help but pout.

After saying all this, Director Xia lost the desire to continue communicating with Nan Zhuren.

however.

“If we’re talking about evidence, there really is,” Nan Zhuren suddenly said.

"Do you remember the last question I asked Lin Lilin on stage... no, on the podium?"

Nan Zhuren didn't care about Director Xia's attitude. He used respectful words and smiled humbly: "Lin Lilin has a private ledger. In addition, as far as I know, he also has a USB drive."

Director Xia's eyes lit up: "Do you know where they are?"

Nan Zhuren shook his head: "I don't know."

Director Xia narrowed his eyes; the light in his eyes hadn't died down, but it was starting to ignite.

"But... I can know."

Nan Zhuren smiled and said, "Use micro-expression analysis."

(End of this chapter)