The physical education teacher recorded Mu Zi's grades and praised it with satisfaction: "Dancing well, did you practice it in advance? Everyone should learn from Mu Zi."

Then Mu Zi successively broke the women's 100m record, high jump record, shot put record...

Zhuang Jia stared at Mu Zi blankly, dumbfounded.

... Is this a state of recovery from a serious illness? If it is not sick, does it have to go to heaven? !

When it was about to start the 800-meter test, Zhuang Jia asked again: "Are you running fast?"

Mu Zi smiled: "Well, not happy."

Then easily broke the 800-meter record.

Zhuang Jia didn't know if it was because he was too shocked, or because the sip of water choked too badly. The 800-meter exam was the last one, and was told by the teacher to continue the retake next Monday.

She was completely messed up, and went back and cried to Jiang Zhinuan: "Mu Zi is absolutely perverted! Even if she takes the first place in the usual exams, she doesn't even miss the physical exam! It broke the record!"

Mu Zi laughed.

The chores at school made her feel happy and made her feel a lot easier.

After school, Mu Zi went outside the school.

It was not the driver at home who came to pick her up, but Qu Mingjun. They made an appointment to investigate the case together on Fuxing Road today.

Compared with the leisurely Mu Zi, Xiao Xiao was obviously more decadent, and the distress on his face was unobstructed.

"What's the matter?" Mu Zi got into the car and asked him.

Qu Mingjun was very depressed. It was just that he was a master, and it was very shameless to complain to the little girl, so he started the car silently without saying anything.

After driving the car for a while, he felt that there was no need to hide from Mu Zi, so he told her, "I have two lawyers in the law firm."

Qu Mingjun's law firm is not large, and the total number of lawyers and interns are sufficient. Suddenly leaving two people suddenly is a very serious loss for his law firm.

Hearing this, Mu Zi smiled and asked him: "A newcomer?"

Qu Mingjun glanced at her, "How do you know?"

"The new lawyers just entered the industry, always full of ambitions, passionately wanting to be a messenger of justice, you have to defend Xia Chenan's innocence, presumably they can't stand it, they think you are profiting."

Qu Mingjun was silent. After a while, he told Mu Zi sullenly: "Two newcomers have left, and... I see that some senior lawyers in the law firm have not left, but they seem to be looking for a home. ..."

Mu Zi couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

New lawyers leave because they are young and energetic.

The old lawyers left because they believed that Mingjun Law Firm would be infamous after the trial, and worried that they would be dragged down.

These are human nature.

Qu Mingjun said with a jealous expression: "Miss sister, don't laugh... My law firm is about to disband..."

"When we win the lawsuit, we will hire people." Mu Zi smiled and comforted him.

"Can you really win..." Qu Mingjun murmured while looking at the front of the car.

"Well, I will win." Mu Zi replied, looking sideways at the scenery outside the car window, his voice was almost inaudible, "I will definitely win."

...

At the T-shaped intersection of Pingkang Avenue and Fuxing Road, there is a large area of ​​demolished old houses, plus road rectification, there is no traffic monitoring on this section.

Mu Zi asked Qu Mingjun to park the car on the side of the road and looked around.

Dilapidated and depressed.

Especially towards Fuxing Road, it is even more desolate. One side is the woods, and the other is the river. The open and straight road stretches forward, and a car will pass by for a long time.

Mu Zi and Qu Mingjun walked a long way along Fuxing Road and did not see any forked roads. If it is true that Xia Chenan said that the black car is driving off Fuxing Road, then unless the car is driven into the river, otherwise May not be captured by surveillance.

"Where is the surveillance camera?" Mu Zi asked.

Qu Mingjun pointed forward: "In front, there is a factory ahead. The boss is afraid that workers will steal the materials from the factory and sell them, so he has installed a lot of monitoring probes."