1170 Why Was His Hair Messy?

Nian Xi thought for a moment, feeling that the atmosphere tonight was actually nice.

She decided to reply to him with—Thank you for dinner.

Jiang Yuning—You're welcome.

The next day was Saturday. Nian Xi and Fang Qi went to walk, as always. In the morning, Nian Xi told Fang Qi about the carbon powder.

"I met Professor Jiang yesterday and asked him about it. He didn't say one word to me. How come he told you?" Fang Qi complained.

"Is that the same thing? You're a guy, I'm a girl. Also, are you as pretty as I am?" Said Nian Xi coldly.

Fang Qi didn't know how to respond to that, so he said, "Duan Yang had carbon powder under his nails. It's highly possible he was killed in the lab, where he spent most of his time in. But I've already done a search of the lab. No carbon dust was found at all."