The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 746 - 296 lying to win Jiang Xijue_2

Chapter 746: 296 lying to win, Jiang Xijue_2

Chapter 746: 296 lying to win, Jiang Xijue_2

Palladium gold is precious and rare; even Jiang University couldn’t gather so much palladium in a short time.

Faced with a heap of palladium, Zhou Wenqing and his four students didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Seeing that they hadn’t come out for quite a while, Tang Ming politely knocked on the door, “Brother Liu, could you take a look at my data?”

The door opened.

Brother Liu looked utterly bewildered.

Tang Ming then saw the silvery metal on the table. He didn’t pay it much mind and casually asked, “Iridium?”

Iridium.

Palladium is several times more expensive than gold, and iridium is even more precious than palladium—a scarce metal in major laboratories and bases alike.

“Oh,” Brother Liu paused, then explained, “Junior, this is palladium, not iridium. The junior sister said she’s giving it to our lab, but thirty pounds, that’s so much…”

As Brother Liu spoke, the others in the office nodded in agreement.

Palladium gold is essentially a precious metal that is priceless on the market.

Not to mention iridium.

“I see,” said Tang Ming, scratching the back of his head. “Don’t you need to conduct experiments? Mao ge has a lot of these things at home.”

He raised his hand to show the iridium on his wrist, “I also use it to exercise, it’s very effective.”

Brother Liu: “…”

In the office, the others also stared at Tang Ming’s wrist, speechless even after Tang Ming left with Brother Liu.

Even Academician Ma wouldn’t dare to be so extravagant, would he?

The door was closed once more.

In the office, Hu Yue turned to Zhou Wenqing, “Teacher, can we continue our research now?”

Zhou Wenqing settled back into his office chair.

He had no particular intentions with these new students and certainly didn’t expect to improve his performance through them, as his lab members were all quite laid-back.

But now.

He stared at the pile of palladium on the table, absorbed in thought. He knew this year’s freshmen were far from ordinary, but—

What kind of people were they exactly?

Bai Lian, Ning Xiao, Tang Ming…not one of their surnames was familiar to him.

Where did they get these things that even Jiang University lacked?

**

Yunxiao District.

In the precinct, at Sun Fei’s office.

In half a year, the police station had been purged once, and Sun Fei had been promoted to brigade commander. It’s not easy for a woman in any industry, and Sun Fei had to be much more capable than others to stand out among many officers.

Her visibility increased after the Bai Lian incident, and with this promotion, her capabilities became even more prominent.

“Miss Bai,” Sun Fei closed the door and handed Bai Lian a cup of tea, “Please have a look. I’ll be outside if you need anything. Just call me.”

“Thank you.” Bai Lian looked up, thanked Sun Fei, the computer screen’s glow falling into her dark pupils, diffusing a lazy, polite, and gentle light.

The last crackdown in Yunxiao District was critical evidence anonymously sent to Sun Fei.

Bai Lian didn’t show up, but when Sun Fei later visited Qinglong Bar and saw Xiaoqi with Bai Lian, she knew Bai Lian had tacitly consented.

Naturally, Sun Fei remembered this well, “My login ID and password are 258962.”

Once Sun Fei left, Bai Lian entered the password and logged automatically into the internal software system to search for the name “Zhou Jian.”

Bai Lian knew about the incident with Xu En.

She also knew it wasn’t Zhou Jian’s first crime, but she wasn’t particularly concerned with his past offenses; she hadn’t reviewed the extent of Zhou Jian’s crimes that the chief and others had uncovered.

Now, as she looked, she discovered Zhou Jian had collaborated with traffickers more than a dozen times.

The earliest event was nineteen years ago.

According to Zhou Jian’s own confession, he did it to push out another assistant close to Ren Qian.

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But now…

As Bai Lian left the police station, it started to snow again in Jiangjing.

Ming Dongheng was waiting outside the precinct. The moment she emerged, he followed five meters behind her, asking in a low voice, “Miss Bai, are we going to the CRFS Building?”

Jiang Fulai’s office location.

Bai Lian snapped back to reality and glanced at him, “Can I go?”

“Of course, you can,” Ming Dongheng replied respectfully.

In the car.

Bai Lian took out her laptop, set it on the back seat table, and sent the song name to Director Jian.

Then, remembering something, her fingers abruptly stopped on the laptop.

She picked up her phone placed beside her and dialed a number.

A male voice answered, “Hello?”

“Dr. Liu, this is Bai Lian,” she said, left hand resting on the black keyboard, phone in her right, dark eyes gazing out the window, “Do you remember the similar case from over a decade ago when Uncle Xu was sick? Can you check for it?”