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Chapter 179 The way to become the principal

Seeing Wednesday's confident look, the dean couldn't help asking curiously: "You didn't smell like this last time at my house... In such a short period of time, you must have some adventures, right? It seems that you said You and the headmaster are tough, so you should have full confidence."

Wednesday smiled and nodded: "Let's put it this way, as long as I collect enough evidence about its secrets, I can solve it anytime."

There was unconcealable excitement in the dean's eyes: "Then what can I do for you?"

Having said that, Wednesday inevitably became a little curious about her control technique, and turned around and asked: "What else can your control technique do besides controlling puppets? For example, if I move with the principal in a crowded place Come on, can you isolate the irrelevant people? I don't want to hurt the innocent."

The dean looked at his handsome face, and showed a proud smile: "Even if you don't understand control techniques, you shouldn't underestimate me... Setting up barriers or enchantments is just a very rudimentary step." Means. To tell you the truth, my control technique is very close to the peak!"

She blinked at Wednesday, with an inscrutable smile on her face: "I can even modify other people's memories, that is, after the principal dies, I can make everyone forget that it ever existed. "

After listening to the dean's words, Wednesday's eyes shone with surprise: "I really didn't expect control techniques to have such a great effect! If you put it that way...after I kill the principal, I will gather all the Chinese books together and destroy them. Now, coupled with your control skills, you can completely eliminate the traces of its existence!"

The dean nodded to express his understanding, but still couldn't help but ask: "There is absolutely no problem in doing this, but why do you have to eliminate all traces of the principal's existence?"

Wednesday stretched out his hand, stroked her long black hair pamperingly, and said softly: "After it dies, I will naturally be the new principal. I don't want so many societies and teachers to talk about me behind my back. It’s best not to have extra problems, don’t you think?”

The teaching director used to think that he was handsome and handsome, but he didn't expect him to have such a meticulous mind, and he really couldn't find any faults.

She chatted with Wednesday for a few more words, and seeing that it was almost six o'clock in the evening, she packed her bags and prepared to leave the office: "I'll go back first, and I will lock the building myself after I confirm that there is no one else in the building. Go to the gate of the teaching building, play it by ear, in case something goes wrong, you must be more careful! Especially when you come into contact with that wandering spirit...don't break the school rules!"

Standing at the door on Wednesday, he gently took her shoulders and touched the dean's forehead: "I know, don't worry. Make sure that there is no one in this building before locking the door! I don't want to Because there are people waiting around on the first floor to delay the business."

After the dean left, he squinted on the sofa in his office on Wednesday for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, it was completely dark.

The clock on the wall was ticking, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

He sat up, rubbed his face, and drank half a glass of water before carefully opening the office door and looking around.

The entire fourth floor was very quiet, no one was there anymore.

On Wednesday, I deliberately held my breath, walked to the door of the principal's office, listened carefully to the movement inside, and after confirming that there was no one inside, I walked to the first floor with peace of mind.

He just went down to the first floor, but after walking a few steps forward, a familiar cold breath appeared behind him.

As usual on Wednesday, he didn't look back, he just looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he asked softly, "Is it you?"

The mute ghost behind him whimpered a few times as a response to him.

Wednesday is for it, and since it's here, put on an air of ready-to-talk.

He sat down on the spot, stretched out his palm behind him, and asked, "I want to know how to be promoted to be the principal, please tell me."

The dumb ghost behind him seemed to suddenly become very excited, and eagerly wrote on Wednesday's hand with his cold fingers: "Your ability has become stronger again! I can feel it, I really have you! Now you, Are you sure you can kill it?"

Wednesday admitted without hesitation: "Yes, I now have a very powerful weapon and auxiliary props, and I can kill it at any time."

There was an excited gasp from the evil ghost behind him, as if he had received the happiest news in his life!
It hurriedly continued writing on Wednesday: "On the fifth floor of the teaching building, find the black staircase hidden in the corner. After going up the stairs, you can reach a mezzanine between the top and the fifth floor. The hidden on this floor On the floor, find office No. 611, and after entering, find a black envelope, take it and you will be a legitimate principal!"

The evil spirit behind him hesitated for a moment before continuing to write: "But you have to be careful, there is a hidden horror-level evil spirit in office 611. It is specially guarding the envelope, and its ability is very strong!"

It shouldn't be difficult, right?

Wednesday couldn't help asking curiously: "You know these things so clearly, are you also an old man in the school? Who are you?"

The panting sound of the evil ghost behind him gradually calmed down, and it wrote calmly in his palm: "When you kill it, everything will be clear, don't be impatient, and be careful in everything!"

Suddenly, Wednesday felt the cold breath behind him disappear.

He waited for a while before looking back, there was nothing but the dark corridor behind him.

This wandering spirit is still very careful, but it doesn't mention any topics that may involve the principal's secrets.

It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun!

Standing up on Wednesday, holding the black gold battle ax behind him, he strode towards the fifth floor of the teaching building.

The entire fifth floor was a bit dilapidated, and it seemed that no one had been there for a long time, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the ground.There are still many traces of smoke left on the walls on both sides. It should be that it has not been repaired after the fire.

On Wednesday, he opened the door of an office casually, and there were a lot of sundries piled inside, which was completely different from the office he had been to before.

He walked back and forth in the corridor twice, but didn't see any black stairs.

Whether it is the corner or the corner of each office, there is no shadow of the stairs at all.

On Wednesday, he threw the black gold battle ax against his shoulder, and became a little impatient: "I have searched so carefully, and I haven't found it yet. If you delay it, the sky will dawn..."

Nothing in the quiet teaching building responded to him.

After being agitated for a few minutes, Wednesday forced himself to calm down, and then began to think bit by bit.

(End of this chapter)