Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

He Kaiyan sneered in his heart. The retail price of boxed milk in the supermarket was only one dollar and fifty cents, but the boss charged three dollars and fifty cents a box, which was more than double the price.

Although he was not the living committee member, he knew that the milk fee for his class had been paid at the beginning of the semester and it was not unpaid at all.

The boss just wanted to cheat money from him because he was a child and easy to scare.

This school has many students from wealthy families who spend money lavishly. Even if the boss reports a few dollars more, they won't notice.

If the students were more timid, they would have wanted to pay out of their own pockets by now.

He Kaiyan rubbed his hands, and after a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind.

"Boss, let me go home to get some money to pay for the milk. My home is quite close to here. If I come back late, can you help me deliver the milk to the class?" He negotiated, "If you don't believe me, I... I can hide my phone here!"

As he spoke, he handed his spare phone to the boss.

The boss played with it for a while. He Kaiyan always takes good care of the things he uses, and the same is true for this phone. There are almost no signs of use and it looks like new.

Moreover, the boss quickly recognized that this mobile phone was the latest high-end model released this year, and even the lowest configuration one cost five or six thousand yuan.

Even if the kid in front of him cheated him, he could still make at least four thousand yuan by selling the phone.

The boss could hardly control the smile at the thought that he didn't have to do anything and got an expensive mobile phone for free. He even threw the school rules to the wind.

"Okay, uncle believes you are a good kid." He put away his phone and patted He Kaiyan on the shoulder. "Then go home and get it. Be sure to come back before class."

"Thank you, uncle." He Kaiyan said obediently.

As soon as the boss opened the door, he ran out in a hurry, and only slowed down when he reached the street.

He is very familiar with the convenience store employees. Sometimes when the meals sell out quickly, the staff will secretly leave a box for him.

He Kaiyan believed that after the clerk saw his schoolbag, he would definitely take good care of it for him.

He was afraid that the clerk would be careless and his schoolbag would be picked up by someone else, which would be troublesome.

He walked into the convenience store with mixed feelings. When the employee saw him, he was surprised and asked, "Xiao He, why are you here? Isn't it class time now? Or... is the school on holiday?"

It’s no wonder the clerk didn’t expect He Kaiyan to skip classes. It’s really because the image of a good boy he has established in the eyes of outsiders is too deeply rooted.

"Brother Xiaohu, I dropped something yesterday. Did you see it?" He Kaiyan asked.

"Oh... when we closed the store yesterday, there was a schoolbag on the seat." The clerk recalled carefully, "I don't think I paid much attention to it. This morning, the schoolbag was gone."

He Kaiyan was really a little anxious at this moment. The clerk he was familiar with got off work at eight o'clock every evening, and a night shift clerk would replace him.

If the backpack was thrown away by the clerk, it would never be found again.

"How about I help you look in the trash can?" the clerk kindly suggested.

He Kaiyan suddenly realized something. He stared at the clerk's face and indeed found something unnatural.

The clerk works the noon to evening shift, while the other clerk works the night to morning shift. It's not even eleven o'clock yet, so how could he be on duty?

"Xiao Yan, what's wrong with you? You keep staring at me. Is there something dirty on my face?" The clerk touched the side of his face.

He Kaiyan's brain started working rapidly. The clerk had dark circles under his eyes. He was in the store when he shouldn't have been working, which meant that he did not switch shifts with another clerk yesterday, but stayed in the store all night.

Then, he must have seen his schoolbag, but he lied to He Kaiyan.

Could it be that he took my schoolbag?

But what is worth taking from a junior high school student’s schoolbag?

Before the clerk opened He Kaiyan's schoolbag, it was impossible for him to know that there was that thing inside, let alone what that thing was.

Even if it fell out of the bag, the clerk would just mistake it for a diamond.

If the clerk hadn't taken the diamond out of greed and wanted to sell it, then that would have been the only possibility left.

He Kaiyan took a deep breath. He originally wanted to use the power of that thing, but now it seems that it is too dangerous.

"Nothing, I just thought of some things at school and got distracted. Brother Xiaohu, can you please help me look for it again?" He Kaiyan put his hands together, "If I don't get the schoolbag, the teacher will definitely scold me."

The clerk also showed a bit of hesitation on his face. Obviously, he also knew that if He Kaiyan's schoolbag could not be found, it would not be his fault.

But if he finds it and the things inside are gone, he will definitely be questioned.

He Kaiyan noticed that he rubbed his fingertips as if there was something on them.

After a long time, the clerk nodded and turned to go into the convenience store's warehouse.

He Kaiyan obediently found a seat and sat down. He looked at the street scene outside the glass window and saw pedestrians passing by in a hurry.

Perhaps it was because he was in a depressed mood, he always felt that everyone's face was tired and frustrated, and no one was happy.

Suddenly, he saw a strange purple pattern with bumpy edges, like a stain printed on a glass window.

Curiously, he wiped it with a wet wipe, but the pattern remained motionless.

"It might be the paint printed on the outside. I'll tell Brother Xiaohu about it later."

As he thought this, the "stain" trembled violently, and He Kaiyan was so frightened that he jumped up from his seat.

"Xiao Yan, come and take a look. I found this in the back. Is this your schoolbag?"

The clerk Xiaohu was holding a pure black backpack. He Kaiyan was still in shock. He took the bag and even forgot to say thank you.

The clerk asked with concern: "Why are you so pale? Are you sick?"

"No, no...maybe the air-conditioning temperature is a bit low, I..." He Kaiyan explained hastily.

Halfway through his words, he smelled a faint stench again.

"Really? Well, there's nothing we can do. If the air conditioner in the convenience store isn't turned down, the food will go bad." The clerk chuckled, "By the way, check if your textbooks and homework are there."

He Kaiyan opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say no.

He needed that thing so badly that he had to achieve his goal even if it cost him a heavy price.

"Before, I was scolded by the teacher for not bringing homework, and then I started to hate studying..."

The clerk was still chattering on and on, but He Kaiyan had no intention of listening. He stuffed his hands into the compartment inside his backpack.

After taking a breath, he seemed to have really touched a small square.

He took out the item, and the clerk stopped talking. His expression changed again and again, and he finally squeezed out a sentence: "This is your adult's jewelry, right? Why put it in a schoolbag? It's so dangerous."

He Kaiyan glanced at the clerk warily, then quickly stuffed the box back into his schoolbag and said, "Well, Brother Xiaohu, I'm in a hurry to go back to class, so I'll leave first."

He didn't dare to look back, and fled out of the convenience store in two steps, without noticing the clerk's ambiguous look.

He Kaiyan was very sure that he had not seen it wrong just now. The thing he thought was a stain was actually a reflection on the window.

The reflection is not garbage or groceries, but a person!

In other words, it was the body of another clerk, and because the body was hidden in the cold storage, his face was covered with purple bruises.

At first, his head was turned. Perhaps the clerk accidentally touched his body when entering or leaving the warehouse, causing the body's head to turn outward.

Who else could the murderer be?

He Kaiyan couldn't believe it. Although Brother Xiaohu was not well educated and dropped out of high school, he was very kind at heart.

On several occasions, when He Kaiyan came to the convenience store, Brother Xiaohu patiently explained to the elderly how to use the convenience store's coupons and points so that they could buy goods at the lowest price.

Even if some elderly people do not plan to buy anything, he will bring a chair for them, pour them a cup of warm water, and let them enjoy the air conditioning and take a rest.

How could he kill someone?

He Kaiyan couldn't figure out if he had any conflicts with the other clerk.

Then, he realized that could Brother Xiaohu’s murder be related to this gem of unknown origin?

It’s a pity that Xiao Mo didn’t come to school today, otherwise He Kaiyan would definitely find him to find out.

His mind was filled with all kinds of questions, and before he knew it, he walked to the school gate.

"Hey, little classmate, did you go home to get your schoolbag? Why didn't I see you go out just now..." The guard said in confusion, "Go in quickly, the class bell has been ringing for a while."

He Kaiyan didn't explain anything, he just walked straight in.

As for the spare phone that was placed with the supermarket owner, he naturally had no intention of taking it back. Compared with that gem, what was a spare phone?

Besides, the phone had been damaged by water before and was not very easy to use. Even if it was sold on the second-hand market, it would not fetch much money.

As he was walking through the corridor and approaching his class, he suddenly heard a roar.

"How many times have you not handed in your homework or dictation? Do you still think this is a school?!"

"Do you think that everyone will pity you and sympathize with you, so you can do whatever you want and ignore school rules and regulations?"

"Let me tell you, what I can't stand the most is students like you! Who are you pretending to be sick every day? Do you think you are Lin Daiyu..."

The voice was so sharp that it seemed to pierce the eardrums, and the words that followed were even more unbearable to hear.

He Kaiyan swallowed his saliva. He didn't know which class this unlucky student was from, but he happened to encounter the teacher when he was in a bad mood.

Although the teacher in their class is strict, he will not insult students at will. Even for students like Tian Ge who often do not hand in their homework, the teacher will only make him stand for a class or copy a few more texts.

He Kaiyan was about to leave when he accidentally caught a glimpse of a figure through the crack in the door - he was thin and frail, with an obvious boy's frame, and looked like he would fall down if blown by a strong wind.

Xiao Mo?

He was a little suspicious. Why was Xiao Mo in the teacher's office?

He Kaiyan thought about it carefully and listened to the teacher's voice, which sounded very young. It could only be the fashionable and beautiful English teacher in their class.

However, He Kaiyan really couldn't find any reason why Xiao Mo was scolded.

Although Xiao Mo is an exception in the class, he does not have to hand in homework and never participates in any activities in class, but he is a good boy and has never caused any trouble.

What's more, their class teacher is the political teacher. Even if Xiao Mo violated the school rules, it should not be the English teacher who punished him.

He Kaiyan became more and more curious. Since he was already late for the class, he might as well go with the flow and skip the class.

He carefully put his ear to the door, listening to the noise inside.

Xiao Mo was not good at rebuttal, or rather, he could not say a word all day, but this did not calm the English teacher's anger, but made her even more frustrated.

"You're playing dumb, huh? The doctor can't cure you, so I'll come and cure you today!"

He Kaiyan heard the sound of something hitting the ground heavily, as if someone had pushed some heavy furniture out of the window.

He was so startled that he even wanted to push the door open.

However, he only thought about it for a moment and withdrew his hand.

"No, what if...what if the teacher beats Xiao Mo? He is in poor health to begin with, and he can't stand a beating..." He Kaiyan thought to himself, "I have to find a way to save Xiao Mo!"

The strength of a single student was still too weak, so he had to find someone who could compete with the English teacher.

In less than three seconds, He Kaiyan thought of the best candidate.

He took out a half-filled exercise book from his schoolbag, hid the schoolbag at the corner of the stairwell, and took the exercise book to the office upstairs.

The students in the second year of junior high school have not yet started learning chemistry, but He Kaiyan has a natural interest in this subject and often goes to the teachers in the third year of junior high school or the high school department to ask questions.

He has always had a good memory. At this time today, a high school teacher was giving a practical class in the classroom upstairs.

The class is now halfway through, and it should be time for students to do experiments on their own. If you want to ask the teacher a question, he will definitely find a slightly quieter office to answer your question.

There is no office upstairs, and the English teacher's office is just at the corner of the stairs on the next floor, so the chemistry teacher is most likely to come to this office.

Sure enough, as soon as He Kaiyan explained his purpose, the chemistry teacher who was familiar with him nodded and prepared to go to the office downstairs.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the mess. The entire office floor was littered with students' homework books and the remains of a teacup.

Xiao Mo himself huddled in a corner and didn't say a word, but the chemistry teacher saw the wound on his head at a glance.