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

There was hesitation on the face of the dean, and he said: "I really can't say this. You should also know that when the children are older, they want to run away, and we can't control them. Especially a few thorny students who play truant. It has become commonplace. I can’t say anything, and I can’t even fight..."

"Tell me the names of the students, and I'll register them." The investigator motioned for him to continue.

"Well, I may not be able to think clearly for a while." The dean rubbed his hands.

The investigator smiled, which made the dean feel panicked. He repeatedly promised: "I'll try my best, but if there are one or two mistakes, there's nothing I can do about it. Well, how about I just write it down in the notebook for you?" , to avoid making mistakes.”

"can."

The investigator handed him the notebook, and the dean first wrote six names in a blur, then he hesitated for a while and then filled in three or four more names.

The investigator asked again: "That's all, are you sure it's gone?"

"Sure, I'm sure, the other children are very well-behaved." The dean nodded repeatedly.

The investigator closed the notebook and said, "Okay, let's call all the children in the courtyard to the first classroom on the first floor. I need to question them one by one."

"Ah?" The dean's eyes widened, "Now?"

After receiving the investigator's affirmation, he stood up and walked out the door, but his steps were a little slow and hesitant.

And Chu Yao said to the trainees: "Let's go, let's go to the classroom first."

The teaching director was not present, so the trainees relaxed a little and found random chairs to sit down.

Chu Yao noticed that several people were getting ready to make moves and looked at each other, so he said, "If you have any ideas, you can tell us and let's discuss it."

"I, let me tell you first!" The girl with a ponytail raised her hand and said to herself, "That dean must be hiding something!"

"why?"

"how do you know?"

Several other people looked at her curiously, expecting her to analyze it.

Although the girl's face was covered with dark foundation, which covered her original complexion, her eyes were very lively, making people feel happy just looking at them.

"First of all, he stuttered from time to time. Although everyone will be nervous when they see the police, as the saying goes, if you have done nothing wrong, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door! The look in his eyes is obviously not that of awe, but a guilty conscience." She said. He said, "Also, I noticed that he has the habit of rubbing the corners of his clothes from time to time. This is obviously a sign of stress. Think about it, what kind of person is afraid of the police?"

"It must be someone who did something bad, right?" Another girl whispered.

The girl with a ponytail snapped her fingers, "Yes. His guilty conscience, fear, and nervousness all stem from what he has done. The more he tries to hide something, the more obvious it becomes."

After saying that, she looked at Chu Yao and the investigators as if asking for credit.

Chu Yao heard something from her heart. She was saying: "Although I have never seen this senior actor, his acting skills are so lifelike. Even a newcomer like me can see what he wants to express."

Chu Yao curled his lips. She didn't tell the trainees what they were doing, but they had already figured out an answer on their own - they thought they were filming and regarded the other people present as professionals. actor.