No wonder Professor Shen was able to suggest abandoning seafood farming along the coast.

At the same time, he was able to take action and go directly to the west for on-site investigation.

The research here is just the beginning, and he is willing to do his best to promote the research here.

"The newspaper's praise is a bit excessive; several data points are incorrect, and the review process was not rigorous," the chubby girl changed the subject and began to nitpick.

Su Hui was stunned, then his eyes brightened even more.

He had already seen through these things, but he didn't expect the person in front of him to point them out at a glance.

He only discovered the discrepancies after searching for more information.

Unfortunately, the newspaper had already been printed and could not be changed.

"You...you are Professor Shen's student?" Su Hui's eyes were filled with surprise.

He had heard people mention it when he was in Beijing, saying that Professor Shen had taken on a student out of consideration for Lin Ziyan, but the student's knowledge was mediocre.

Now it seems that the rumors were indeed just rumors.

“That’s right, these sets of data are from the experiment I conducted with the teacher, and it was indeed written incorrectly.” The chubby girl put down the newspaper, took a notebook out of her bag, and handed it to him.

Su Hui was shocked and quickly took the document with both hands: "You've written down the entire experiment?"

The chubby girl nodded, found a chair and sat down: "Give it back to me when you're done reading, no rush."

She had come here today intending to write a short paper, but she didn't expect to encounter villagers surrounding the laboratory.

She's not planning to write anymore; she'll wait until Professor Shen returns.

Su Hui nodded vigorously, flipped through the experimental records, and was secretly shocked. Indeed, one cannot judge a book by its cover.

The experimental records were very detailed, and precautions and personal insights were marked in red pen.

…

On the other side.

While Minister Min of the Fisheries Association was having a long talk in the conference room, he was taken away by the investigation team.

Before leaving, he glanced at Old Liu, his eyes full of deep meaning.

Old Liu clenched his fist tightly in his pocket, his heart pounding with anxiety, but he couldn't show it on his face.

The mudflats were none of his business, but the incident years ago when he had someone else do the drugging of shrimp farms was something he did.

The person who did this has long since left Fuzhou, so they probably won't be traced back to him, right?

After the police cars left, Lao Liu quickly left the meeting room, intending to strike first.

In order to restrain Minister Min, he had kept the medicine and even wrote down the whole story of the shrimp plague in a notebook.

Now those medicines and notebooks are his death warrant.

Old Liu rode his bicycle back to the tenement building, and when he got home, his back was covered in a cold sweat.

What he didn't know was that the police car hadn't left at all. When he left, Captain Li of the investigation team brought two people with him back to the tenement building.

They found that this incident had nothing to do with Lao Liu, but there was no evidence of the shrimp plague from many years ago.

After inquiring all night, it was found that most of the people who had been close to Minister Min in the past few years had been transferred out of the city, only Lao Liu remained in his original position.

These past few days, Minister Min has handed over all the investment projects on the mudflats to Lao Liu for follow-up.

Captain Li set this up by taking Minister Min away first to see how Old Liu would react.

"Captain Li, shall we go in now?" The team member next to him asked suspiciously, staring at the stairwell.

"Wait a little longer." Captain Li's eyes were deep, and his aura was very low.

His uncle was a victim of that shrimp disease outbreak and remains depressed to this day; his family dares not mention the shrimp farm.

One failure caused my uncle to get stuck in a rut, and he hasn't been able to get out of it for years.

"Captain Li, he's coming out with a bag."

Old Liu looked left and right, picked up a black plastic bag, and walked quickly into the grove.

He needs to destroy the evidence as soon as possible, otherwise...

"Smack!"

The more anxious he became, the more chaotic things got. The black plastic bag fell to the ground. Old Liu's pupils dilated as he reached out to pick it up, but his wrists were handcuffed.

"Vice Minister Liu, please cooperate with our investigation. Come with us..."

The sunlight shone on his face, revealing the panic in his eyes; his whole body was trembling.

His lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a single word of explanation.

In the bright afternoon sun, he felt as if he were in an ice cellar.

…

News of Minister Min's arrest quickly reached Haibi Village.

At this moment, Lin Ziyan was sitting in the yard watching two children swing on the swings.

The children's silvery laughter echoed in the yard.

The new house also has a grape trellis, and now the grapes are ripe and ready to be picked for winemaking.

Jiaojiao and Xiaoxiao were standing on a stool, cutting grapes.

When Yang Yanzhou and Pei Zhuling brought Zhouzhou over, the bamboo basket was already half full.

The new house was close to their old house, and they walked there.

"Just handle it according to the law," Lin Ziyan said calmly after hearing the news from the city.

The swaying shadows of the trees fell on her face, and a beam of light shone through the gaps in the trees.

Her eyes were calm and serene, radiating a gentle light.

Lu Yunshen gently put his arm around her thin shoulder. "Hairun's lawyer has already gone to the city to handle it."

Upon seeing this, Yang Yanzhou immediately hugged his wife tightly and clicked his tongue several times.

Pei Zhuling patted the back of his hand: "I'm going to dry grapes, let go."

Jiaojiao and Xiaoxiao covered their mouths and laughed, while Zhouzhou's eyes crinkled as she turned her head and chuckled.

Yang Yanzhou seemed completely oblivious, his face calm. Finally, under Pei Zhuling's gaze, he had no choice but to let go and touch the tip of his nose.

Finally, he reluctantly followed Lu Yun Shen into the inner room, his face full of resentment.

"When are you moving to the big apartment? The amenities there are pretty much complete now," Pei Zhuling asked casually, sitting next to Lin Ziyan.

She's been in Fuzhou a lot lately and took the opportunity to look at a lot of furniture.

Lin Ziyan shook her head: "I don't care about any of that, I'll leave it all to Yun Shen."

Pei Zhugan glanced at the furniture in the inner room, then at the arrangement in the yard, and sighed: "I also want to be a hands-off manager, but my husband's taste is really... indescribable."

Her eyes twitched whenever she thought of the old-fashioned furniture that Yang Yanzhou had planned.

Lin Ziyan chuckled but offered no comment.

Sometimes, she doesn't agree with the aesthetic sense of straight men.

The current layout of Yang Yanzhou's villa is a typical example of chaos and disorder. Any nice-looking furniture is crammed in, but the style doesn't match at all.

Each piece of furniture looks good on its own, but when put together, they look a bit mismatched.

"When is Qiuying coming back? Is her due date approaching?" Pei Zhuling gently stroked her belly and smiled warmly.

Lin Ziyan shook her head, "She's been very busy lately, but she should be back soon."

Pei Zhuling looked up and saw the person at the door. A smile played on her lips: "Looks like I shouldn't talk about people behind their backs..."

"What did she say about me?" Lu Qiuying, heavily pregnant, strode into the courtyard, her eyes filled with tenderness.

She went straight to the Lin family's house as soon as she returned to the village, but the gate was locked. She went to her grandmother's house, but the gate was locked as well. Fortunately, she met Fatty on the way and learned that they had all come to the new house.

Xiao Jin followed behind her, her pupils slightly constricted and her face filled with helplessness.

Lin Ziyan: "Slow down, we're not going to run away."

Lu Qiuying came to them, sat on the soft sofa, and sighed, "It's still more comfortable at home."

After putting down the thermos, Xiao Jin nodded to Lin Ziyan and the others before walking into the inner room.