Not in reincarnation

Back in the classroom, Song Zhaoshi immediately searched for a modern Chinese dictionary from someone's desk.Zheng Jiang was surprised by her unceremonious attitude, and asked: "No one else is here, so you just take it?"

She didn't raise her head, but she could clearly hear a mocking breath from her nostrils: "It's not that I don't want to pay back, what are you afraid of."

Referring to the records, she flipped through the dictionary and wrote the corresponding Chinese characters under the numbers.The book was very thick and it was not easy to turn it over, so it took her some time, and Zheng Jiang gradually held his breath as he watched the Chinese characters gradually appearing.

"Lend it to him..." Then came the broken numbers, which add up to about 1000.

"Lent it to him?" Song Zhaoshi's face was pale, "Didn't you return it?"

"Money." Zheng Jiang circled the number with a pen.Song Zhaoshi stared at him blankly, without saying a word.Zheng Jiang twitched the corners of his mouth impatiently.

More than 1000 yuan can make a young girl die with grievances. In this era, human life is really getting cheaper and cheaper.

"...What are you laughing at?" Song Zhaoshi's voice was vaguely angry.At this time, the circles of her eyes were red, the eyes were shining through the lens, and her lips were trembling.

"Don't you think your tablemate died too unjustly?" Zheng Jiang imitated the example, and handed her a few papers from someone's desk.

"She's not wronged, she's too stupid." Her vocal cords were so sore that she couldn't speak, and the words she squeezed out were all out of tune.Zheng Jiang held her shoulders and asked her, "Who is your boyfriend at the same table?"

Suddenly tears burst down the embankment, and her forbearance finally reached its limit. Grief and pain occupied her throat, sobbing, wailing, and bitter crying followed one after another.

The few lunch breakers in the class looked here curiously.

Zheng Jiang took off her glasses so that she could cover her face and hide behind her hands.Song Zhaoshi cried loudly, hoarsely, and kept repeating the process of gasping and coughing. "Science class..." She sobbed and said intermittently, "Zou Dezhi from class 10."

Zheng Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering the name firmly in his heart, and seeing her crying so badly, he wanted to borrow some tissue to wipe her face with water.As soon as she got up, she grabbed the sleeve. "Jiang Zheng..." He looked very weak, powerless and fragile. "Huh?" Zheng Jiang looked down at her.

"Let me lean on your shoulder...just once." She didn't look up, she was much calmer.Zheng Jiang sat down, and Song Zhaoshi put her forehead on his shoulder. Although she seemed calm, tears still flowed like a trickle, and he felt that his shoulders were wet.After such a stalemate for a while, Zheng Jiang found that she had fallen asleep.I fell asleep when I was tired from crying, girls are so nice to serve.

Zheng Jiang looked at her, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and had already conceived in his mind - how to execute that scum who played with the girl's feelings?

The more I think about it, the more excited I seem to forget the law of high school students - don't sleep at noon, collapse in the afternoon.

So the afternoon has been in a distracted state.Back at the villa, Mi Liu had already finished his meal, and Wen Kang hadn't returned yet.

"Are you back?" She was lying on the sofa flipping through fashion magazines without looking at Zheng Jiang, "The meal is in the kitchen, heat it up by yourself." Mi Liu doesn't know how to cook, at most she can cook rice and steam meat in a rice cooker Cake ribs or something.In the villa, each person goes out to solve breakfast, each person solves lunch, and cooks or buys dinner in turn.

This week it's Mi Liu's turn.

The three of them live in this villa, which is a gift from Miliu's mother, an entrepreneur, to Miliu's police academy graduation.After all, Mi Liu is a high-achieving student, and the house has a lot of room for appreciation, so I bought one for her.Now it has become a "den of thieves".The villa is not big, it is a medium-sized villa with three floors, the first floor is the living room, dining room, kitchen, bathroom and utility room.There are four bedrooms on the second floor, each with its own bathroom, and a study.There is a bedroom on the third floor, and the other four rooms are empty and nothing is placed.

Every week several housekeepers come to clean up.Some flowers and plants were randomly planted in the yard, but they grew well.The kitchen has all the cooking utensils and seasonings.

Zheng Jiang turned on the microwave oven, put the cold food into bowls, adjusted the time and waited for it to finish working.He sat down on the sofa opposite Miliu, and took off his student uniform: "I have almost checked Li Siyu's."

"Student Zheng Jiang's work efficiency is good." She said approvingly, but the magazine still covered her face.

"The suspect should be her boyfriend." Zheng Jiang said. "evidence."

"Li Siyu lent him more than 1000 yuan." "Speculation."

"Li Siyu asked for money, but Zou Dezhi couldn't repay the money, so he killed people to silence him." "Conjecture."

"Hey……"

Mi Liu put down the magazine, sat up crookedly, and raised her index finger: "One, what Li Siyu lent him is indeed a huge sum of money for a student, but she must know how Zou Dezhi will use it to borrow the money."

"What if Zou Dezhi lied to deceive her?" Mi Liu shook her head, then raised her middle finger: "Second, why did Li Siyu appear at the container terminal? If it is to pay back the money, any place is fine."

"This one……"

"Three." Mi Liu raised her ring finger, "Li Siyu was gang-raped. Who else was there besides Zou Dezhi? Why did it appear? What does it have to do with these two people?"

"..."

"If you don't understand these things, you can't know the truth." Mi Liu smiled, got up and took out a lot of plastic bags from behind the sofa, "As an encouragement of love, Xiao Zhengjiang, I bought new clothes and came to try them on. Bar."

"..." This is definitely not an incentive but a spur. "Come on, come on." Mi Liu rushed over viciously, like a tigress who had been starving for days, Zheng Jiang subconsciously tried to hide, but was caught by her smooth grasping.

"I want to eat, I'm hungry." Zheng Jiang said aggrievedly. "Eat after dressing." The slender hands turned into claws and tore Zheng Jiang's clothes. "Does that mean you'll throw up when you wear it after eating?" Zheng Jiang tugged on his pants, which were about to be ripped off.

"It must not be." "I will wear it myself! I will wear it myself!" Zheng Jiang found out that Mi Liu had taken off his pants and underwear together, so he had to compromise.

Mi Liu let go, patted Zheng Jiang's head, and said maliciously, "Hey, my sister is going to serve you food."

elder sister?Zheng Jiang rolled his eyes.How old are you?After Zheng Jiang got dressed, Mi Liu arranged the food on the tea table, and kindly helped him make a bowl of instant seaweed soup.

"Not bad." Mi Liu lifted Zheng Jiang's clothes and looked at his slender waist. "According to my aesthetics, no matter how ugly it is, it can be sold."

"..." Is the aesthetics of dressing all for going out and selling?

"Well, then you can seduce men." Mi Liu took a few steps back, stroking his chin and looking him up and down.

"..."

"Zheng Jiang, can you really not remember the past?" Mi Liu asked.

Zheng Jiang looked at her in surprise, her expression didn't fluctuate.Although he also wondered about his past, his parents, relatives, friends, and why he was such an immortal monster, Zheng Jiang wanted to know, but he couldn't remember.Zheng Jiang only remembered his handful of friends in the past few decades, and he could do nothing further.

"Well, do you remember the Anti-Japanese War?" she asked.

The corner of Zheng Jiang's mouth twitched, and he said: "Remember something." She begged: "Tell me, I like to hear history." "How many times have you been killed?"

"..." Has anyone ever asked someone like this?

"Then... do you remember the meeting of the [-] Revolution?"

"Old Yuan's..."

"...Sun Wen."

"Almost, didn't Lao Yuan snatch it? Lao Yuan looks...looks like a bad stomach. At that time, his lackeys said he was dignified, and I laughed so hard."

"have you seen?"

"Should I tell you that I also went to the inaugural speech?"

"Content! Ask for content!"

"How can I remember such details!"

Mi Liu pursed her mouth in disappointment, and finally gave up torturing him: "Okay, let's eat."

"I took off my clothes."

"Take off your sister and put on!"

They thought it could end like this.The murderer has been found out, so as long as revenge is carried out on him, Li Siyu's wronged soul can be rested in peace.

The next day, Zheng Jiang came to the school, thinking about how to get close to Zou Dezhi all the way, when he entered the classroom, he found a person who should not be here.Gao Zhenglin stood on the podium, with black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his white casual suit jacket was unbuttoned, revealing the purple shirt inside, and his black slim pants were still hung with a chain.The phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, pretending to be sullen, but the corners of the mouth are raised.

"This classmate, please come in." Zheng Jiang tapped the classroom floor with his toe hesitantly, and entered cautiously after making sure there was no trap.Gao Zhenglin was still smiling, but a cross appeared on his forehead.

Zheng Jiang rushed to his seat as if fleeing.Song Zhaoshi covered her mouth, obviously not wanting to reveal her expression at this moment.

"Why, he, come here again." Zheng Jiang complained. "I miss you, I'm looking for a wife a thousand miles away." Song Zhaoshi still covered her mouth.

"Come on, stop it. Put your hands down, don't think I don't know you're laughing."

"In this way, let me tell you, this child said that he will take over a day's class." Song Zhaoshi called anyone or gay in her heart who had a tendency to engage in homosexuality as "children".

Zheng Jiang rolled his eyes: "On behalf of Mao Dai, don't investigate the case?"

Song Zhaoshi said, "Isn't it the police's business?"

Zheng Jiang said: "Then what did he disturb in the first place?"

Song Zhaoshi asked: "Find a reason to approach you?"

"Damn it." Song Zhaoshi squinted her eyes and smiled, as if she had had enough fun after a while, she happily went to read early.

Gao Zhenglin's sudden appearance was definitely a conspiracy.Zheng Jiang looked at the person on the podium who was dressed as if he was going on a blind date. He was surprised that the other party was staring at him with a smile.

... This person is definitely not here to teach and educate people.

The 30-minute morning reading is over.

"Hi students, I am your political substitute teacher." Gao Zhenglin propped up the podium with both hands, with a pleasant expression.

... really come to "teach and educate people".

"Your political teacher is busy, I'll take a class."

"You're a lawyer, so you can only brag about politics." Song Zhaoshi complained softly.

"Then the first Chinese class in the morning is swapped with the political class in the afternoon. In this class, politics will be taught first, because your Chinese teacher is busy."

"This thing still happens together?" Song Zhaoshi said.

"Your class teacher is also unwell today, so I will supervise the physical education class."

"...these things really happened together."

"Students, please cooperate... By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Gao. You can call me Teacher Gao."

"Lawyer Gao." Song Zhaoshi muttered.

"Is there any problem now?" Gao Zhenglin asked with a smile.

"Teacher, what's your phone number!" "Teacher, ask for your QQ number!" "Teacher, please ask for a scarf, please ask for fans, please ask for love!" "Teacher, do you have a girlfriend?" A group of little girls rushed to shout, and the boys looked at each other with complicated eyes. look at them.

"Let's go to class if there is no problem." Gao Zhenglin took the chalk, turned around and wrote on the blackboard, "What we are going to learn today is..."

"Hi!!" The girls seemed to be fighting against each other.

Zheng Jiang saw that the corners of Song Zhaoshi's mouth were twitching, so he decided to stay away from the low-voltage center.