hunting song

Police Department.

The fact that the stage of Shangfu University was deliberately set on fire caused a lot of waves in the society. The new president, Su Muxi, held a press conference the next day under the pressure of various public opinions to explain the whole story and apologize in detail. It was detected early and no one was injured.

On the other hand, the Metropolitan Police Department is also in a state of high pressure. A while ago, the case of Nangong Yi’s corpse had not made any progress, and the central government was tightly suppressed. Catch and punish.

The high-level meeting of the Metropolitan Police Department was so serious that it was breathless.

"The anonymous report video this morning is an important clue. Is the crime team still clueless?" Jinting said in a low voice.

Feng Jiu, Chief Inspector of the Serious Crime Squad, cheered up: "Brothers are working hard to investigate."

"And the case of Commander Nangong?" Jin Ting took a sip of tea, "These two cases are of great importance. If the cases are not solved, I'm afraid someone will come to the police station to demonstrate."

knock knock knock.

"Come in." Jin Ting put down the teacup.

A female policewoman who looked like a secretary came in and reported: "Report to the director, a fisherman picked up a corpse by the Pujiang River, and there was a suicide note in his pocket saying that he was the murderer of the last big arson case."

"Then today's meeting is over." Jin Ting straightened his collar, and said in a bad tone, "Inspector Feng, I hope this case will not drag on."

Feng Jiu immediately stood up and saluted, and said sonorously and forcefully: "Yes, Director, the serious crime team will definitely give an explanation to the general public."

"Let's end the meeting." Jin Ting said and left the meeting room.

Chu Lu didn't say a word throughout the meeting, and focused on observing everyone's expressions in secret. He didn't come to Feng Jiu's side until the meeting was over, and patted each other on the shoulder: "Thank you, Inspector Feng."

"Where is the deputy director, I will deal with the case right away." Feng Jiu smiled and left the meeting room quickly.

Chu Lu looked at Feng Jiu's leaving back, frowned deeply, and looked puzzled.

Go to Fu University.

It was another Monday, which made all the students collapse and powerless.

The professor on the podium was elated and passionate, but the students below, except for the first few rows of academic masters and gods, listened with gusto, and the scumbags in the back basically played mobile phones, played games, and slept.

"Hengheng, last week's arson case seems to have come to an end." Gongsun Lu poked Lianheng and put the phone in front of him.

"Huh?" Lian Heng took the phone and began to read the news.

"The official news said that a person who failed the college entrance examination came to our school to retaliate against the society! Then he committed suicide in fear of crime." Gongsun Lu said with a chin.

"Oh, what a scary look." Lian Heng took a deep breath.

"Society is too sinister." Gongsun Lu also looked scared.

When the two brothers were watching the news with relish, there was a commotion around, Lian Heng raised his head and looked at Su Bai on the other side: "Xiao Bai, what's the matter?"

"It's time for a midterm assignment." Su Bai said helplessly with a dejected look on his face, "The teacher assigned a midterm paper just now."

"what?!"

"what?!"

Lian Heng and Gongsun Lu were instantly petrified, the news was more exciting than the news.

"Eight thousand words." Su Bai lay down on the table with a look of lovelessness.

"Cousin..." Lian Heng lay on Gongsun Lu's shoulder and moaned, "Why did you ask Wei Guoren to write academic papers in Chinese...it's going to die..."

Gongsun Lu put his arms around Lian Heng's shoulders, and lovingly helped Lian Heng straighten his glasses frame, and said seriously: "Heng Heng, you can do it! You must know that you have a Chinese level ten!"

Just as Lian Heng was wailing, the professor on the stage shouted: "There are foreign students in our class, right?"

"Yes!" Lian Heng immediately raised his hands in joy.

"If it is difficult to write Chinese, you can use English." The old professor looked at Lian Heng lovingly.

"Oh." Lian Heng lowered his head again, thinking that the teacher would say that there is no need to write...

"Hengheng! You have to be strong!"

"OK..."

Principal's office.

With his hands behind his back, Su Muxi quietly stood by the window, staring at the bleak autumn scenery outside, and shifted his gaze to the mobile phone aside from time to time, as if waiting for a call.

After a while, the phone vibrated, Su Muxi hooked the corner of his mouth, and picked up the phone.

"What you said is true? The fire in the backstage almost burned Lian Heng?" The woman's anxious and angry voice came.

"Well, after you left that night, I went to the police to find out about the situation, and it is true."

The other party was silent for a long time, and finally said: "What do you want to do."

"Tit for tat, we're going to give him a gift in return, aren't we?"

"I have no objection to what you are going to do, but it is absolutely not allowed to let the handle go."

"of course not."

Su Muxi hung up the phone, and turned his attention to the French plane tree with withered leaves...

night.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"I can't do it well, woo woo woo..."

"No, woo woo..."

"It's broken again..."

The resentment and wailing of the dormitory next door can be felt through a wall. This is how Ye Huaiyang and Li Jinsha feel. They are naturally preparing their mid-term papers, but they hear the howling of the next door from time to time.

Li Jinsha walked to Ye Huaiyang's door, and said helplessly, "Ah Yang, why don't you go over and see the two of them, I don't think they can write a paper like that."

"That's good." Ye Huaiyang sighed softly, "They call it that way, it's going to make a fuss."

The senior group put on their coats and knocked on the door of the juniors.

"Who is it~" Lian Heng and Gongsun Lu yelled together.

"It's us, open the door." Ye Huaiyang said lightly.

Soon Lian Heng and Gongsun Lu came to open the door. Ye Huaiyang and Li Jinsha thought they would see a pile of books inside, but they didn't expect to be greeted by the smell of burning bread as soon as they opened the door.

"What are you guys doing?" Li Jinsha looked at the cousins ​​in horror.

"I brought an oven here today, so I baked bread and made cakes with my cousin~" Lian Heng happily dragged Ye Huaiyang and Li Jinsha into the door.

I saw that Gongsun Lu was still working hard on the oven, a few slices of terrible bread and a few dark cakes were placed on the table, and the smell of burning was almost suffocating in the room.

Ye Huaiyang had a headache, and hurried to open the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room to ventilate: "Won't you open the windows to disperse the burning smell?"

"But it's cold with the windows open." Lian Heng was very reasonable.

"You guys just kept yelling that you can't make cakes, do you mean you can't make cakes?" Ye Huaiyang looked at the two brothers in disbelief, and then looked at Li Jinsha again, almost breaking down.

"Yes." Gongsun Lu looked at Ye Huaiyang and Li Jinsha strangely, "What else?"

"It seems that we are thinking too much." Li Jinsha's mouth twitched, "Ah Yang, let's go back."

"Stop yelling." Ye Huaiyang glared at Lian Heng and Gongsun Lu.

"Don't go. Let's bake bread and make cakes for supper." Lian Heng grabbed Ye Huaiyang's wrist and said with a smile.

"You can do it?" Ye Huaiyang smiled half a smile.

"No." Lian Heng shook his head frankly. He pushed the frame of his glasses, looked at Ye Huaiyang and then at Li Jinsha and said with a smile, "Will the senior know how to do it? Come and show your hands!"

"Kang is busy with the nose! The oven is waiting for you to develop!" Gongsun Lu turned around a few times, looking expectantly at Ye Huaiyang and Li Jinsha.

"Stop yelling after eating." Li Jinsha said seriously.

"Okay, okay." Lian Heng and Gongsun Lu's eyes were full of little stars, like two little boys waiting to be fed.

Ye Huaiyang was also speechless, rolled up his sleeves and started baking cakes with Li Jinsha for the two brothers.And Lian Heng and Uncle Gongsun Lv lay on the sofa and started playing games.

Ten minutes later, a normal cake was finally baked. Gongsun Lu and Lian Heng rushed forward like wolves rushing to eat the freshly baked cake.

"Don't you need to write a mid-term paper?" Li Jinsha looked at these two troubled teenagers who were not in a hurry.

"I need it." Lian Heng replied while drinking milk and eating cake.

"Then why are you still doing these things?" Ye Huaiyang said in astonishment.

"What's the hurry, it's due in a week." Gongsunlu looked like he couldn't shed tears when he saw the coffin, and ate the cake happily.

"Lian Heng, can you write Chinese?" Ye Huaiyang looked at Lian Heng worriedly.

"If the teacher says no, write in English." Lian Heng didn't care.

"It's okay!" Gongsun Lu patted Lian Heng's shoulder, "Heng Heng's Chinese was taught by my young master, and he is absolutely good at it."

"Write it early, don't rush to death on the last day." Li Jinsha persuaded him earnestly.

"Why don't you, Senior Ye, write it for me." Lian Heng said very enthusiastically.

"Impossible, you can figure it out." Ye Huaiyang sternly refused, and looked at Li Jinsha, "Ah Jin, let's go back."

"Yes." Li Jinsha nodded, and gave a warning look at the two seemingly well-behaved brothers, "Stop yelling."

"Yes, sir!" The two brothers immediately stood up and gave a military salute.

Ye Huaiyang and Li Jinsha left the smoky dormitory exhausted, but fortunately they never heard the ghostly roars of these two brothers again.

A week later, just as they expected, the two brothers would cry their parents and mothers to finish their thesis on the last day.