While the manhunt is in progress

529 Mixed reactions
Song He and his party who walked out of the library each held two books. Seeing their joy, they seemed very happy to be able to borrow those books, and they were going to study them carefully when they went back.

However, just after they registered the books they borrowed, their borrowing records were sent to the white-haired old man's computer.

"These books..." The white-haired old man frowned slightly after carefully reading the borrowing records. He looked at the police officers standing aside and asked, "How well do they master the language of our country?"

The police officer under his command instantly understood what the old man wanted to ask and immediately answered: "Spoken fluently and has no barriers to communication. When browsing books in the library, since he is always on the move, it is impossible to determine the level of his reading and writing skills."

"But according to what the monitors reported, they were flipping through the pages extremely fast. Unless they are patients with hyperamnesia, it would be impossible to read at that speed."

The white-haired old man thought for a moment, glanced at the records in the computer, tapped his fingers on the desktop, and asked: "Where is the library's surveillance? Has it been analyzed?"

"Analyzing." The police officer looked at the white-haired old man's finger tapping on the table with some surprise, and replied, "Some of the books they read in the library have been checked, and the results will be available soon."

"Speed ​​up." The white-haired old man ordered: "Give it to me as soon as the check is completed."

"Yes!"

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"So he must really want to figure out whether we are bluffing or planning something." As soon as Song He returned to the dormitory, he began to quickly read the borrowed books.

Qi Weigang looked at Song He with shock and envy, and exclaimed: "Song, do you still have human eyes? I was dazzled after reading two pages. If I hadn't been walking around in the library, I would have fallen asleep! "

Everyone laughed when they heard the words, and the way they looked at Song He changed in unison.

Although Xing An and the others are more or less proficient in Weiguo language, they cannot use it as freely as Song He.

And the reason why there is some action in the library is to help Song He borrow this book.

Song He said while reading the book: "As the host and lecturer of this exchange study, Bart Kahn's works are not limited to these twelve books."

"However, I have already read the rest of the books in the library. Adding these twelve books, his way of thinking and teaching logic are no longer secrets to us."

"Once we master these, we can target his teaching content, be a student who loves learning and dares to ask questions, and let him provide us with 'deep explanations'!"

"Of course, we can't be the only ones in this kind of thing. Only when we form a 'potential' that is irresistible and controlled by us, can we see the real high-level teaching!"

Two hours later, Song He, wearing disposable gloves, bound the seven handwritten documents and handed them to his companions. Seeing them take them with disposable gloves, he said with a smile:

"Tomorrow's lecture is probably about these. The next step is to see if these guys who were also put together by Bart Kahn have a sense of resistance."

The five of Qi Weigang took it one after another, and Wei Kai laughed excitedly: "It will definitely be the thing that Songcheng Police Academy regrets the most if they don't install surveillance cameras in the dormitory building!"

While Song He and the others were secretly plotting, the white-haired old man in the office frowned and looked at the book list and analysis on the computer, and was even more uncertain whether Song He and his party were bluffing or planning an extraordinary conspiracy.

Finally, he rubbed his brows and leaned back on the chair, puzzled: "Why is there such a book as "Playboy" in the library? If it wasn't found by police officer Qin Xia, I wouldn't even know about it!"

"Besides, every Qin Xia police officer has read "Playboy". If you like it so much, why don't you just borrow it?"

The white-haired old man muttered a few words, and quickly restrained his negative emotions about the outdated books in the library, and began to think seriously about the possible actions of Song He and others.

"Anyway, their reading records and borrowing records all show that they are plotting against me." The white-haired old man said to himself, and suddenly looked out the window as the night fell, and said with a smile:

"What will the strategy from Qin Xia be? I'm really looking forward to it!"

Just as the white-haired old man shifted his gaze to the dormitory building, there was a sudden knock on the door of the Mao country police officer.

Oleg and Yegor in the room looked at each other, walked cautiously to the door, and slowly opened the door.

"Officer Yegor, there is no one outside the door." Oleg knelt down and picked up something, looked at the corridor outside the door again, and retreated into the house and closed the door: "But there is this."

"What is it?" Yegor looked curiously at the thing in Oleg's hand.

I saw that it was a document bound with white paper, about a dozen pages, and the brand new appearance made it easy to see how long it had just been bound.

However, what surprised Yegor was that Oleg, who had always been calm, turned over two pages, and the expression on his face suddenly showed a bit of shock, and he couldn't help asking curiously: "What's written in it?"

"The above said that this is the detailed content and handouts of tomorrow's class." Oleg involuntarily read two more pages, and then handed the document to Yegor with bright eyes, exclaiming: "It is written in our language." Yes, there is not the slightest problem with grammar!"

Yegor became more and more curious after hearing this, and after taking it, he looked through it carefully.

But after a while, Yegor was deeply attracted by the content, and when he came back to his senses, he had unknowingly turned to the last page.

"Oleg, this handout is of great value!" Yegor handed the handout to Oleg.

"Indeed, as you said, this handout is very expensive, Officer Yegor." Oleg flipped through it quickly, and his eyes fell on the end of the last page: "If the content in it is really quoted from the three This book, we need to study the translation of the original book!"

"And I just glanced at the corridor and found that there are similar things at the gates of the two countries on the same floor as us."

Yegor was taken aback for a moment, and immediately asked with a serious face: "Ding country and Wa country?"

Oleg nodded, opened the door again and took a look, then turned back and closed the door and said, "It's gone, they should have taken it away."

Yegor instantly understood the reason, and said with a grin: "Sure enough, someone is unwilling to be teased. Who could it be?"

"In my opinion, it can only be Qin Xia." Oleg said firmly: "None of the other five countries has a reason to help us."

Yegor was taken aback when he heard the words, and laughed: "It's a very unique idea, but I can't refute it! If this is the case, then don't visit them for now. There is no need to let them be isolated because of us."

"Go and ask Vasily and Sergey to come over. Let's 'study' tonight and give the teacher a surprise tomorrow!"

Compared with the Mao State police officers' friendship with Song He and others from Qinxia, ​​some police officers were not very grateful to Song He who delivered the handouts, but rather disgusted.

For example, in the spacious and comfortable dormitory of the Canadian police officers, eight police officers chatted and laughed happily. They didn't care about Song He's carefully prepared handouts.

(End of this chapter)