When Aquaman crossed over to the Otome game, the car overturned

The head teacher almost ran away, only Meng Gaohan, Zhong Jiamu and the art teacher were left in the room.

The sun went down and the light became dim.

The art teacher flipped through the photo album page by page, trying to find clues from the middle.

However, after looking through the photo album like a hill, the art teacher still couldn't find the photos of the students he met at the beginning.

The art teacher, who thought he could help, was inevitably a little disappointed, "I remember he was clearly wearing the Z high school uniform, why is it not in the photo album?"

Zhong Jiamu knelt down, moved to the side of the art teacher, and comforted him: "It's okay, teacher, if he was indeed a student of Z school, then explain one thing - his photo was confiscated by the school."

In other words, the school knew from the beginning who they were looking for.

If it is in real life, it is indeed in a state where the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear. It is really difficult to find the main messenger among tens of thousands of students.

But the high school life back then was in the game.

Thinking according to the idea of ​​the game, this person cannot be someone Zhong Jiamu doesn't know.

Zhong Jiamu knew that someone outside the door was watching them all the time, so he persuaded the art teacher to go back first, and then picked up a photo album.

Meng Gaohan pushed the wheelchair over and he knew that Zhong Jiamu must have discovered something.

There are more than 50 students in a class, and Zhong Jiamu flipped through the pages one by one until he reached the end.

He guessed right, there is a photo of Wen Lan in this album, but there is no photo of Nian Yu.

Meng Gaohan asked: "Did you find anything?"

Zhong Jiamu closed the album calmly, "There is nothing."

He didn't know anything except that a photo of a person had been dropped from the album.

"Then let's go back first," Zhong Jiamu said, "Tomorrow we will go to the place where Wen Lan transferred to investigate."

As soon as Zhong Jiamu finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Mumu, are you in there?"

Zhong Jiamu looked down at the locator, and the number displayed on it was 490 seven meters.

That is the distance from the door of the classroom to where he sits.

Then Zhong Jiamu jumped up from the chair, and replied very excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes!"

He Wen pushed open the door of the classroom, and saw Zhong Jiamu throw himself on him, put his arms around his neck, and said aggrievedly: "Ah Wen, you were so ruthless this morning, I thought I was going back by myself today."

He Wen patted Zhong Jiamu on the head, "How could I leave you alone."

Then he looked at Meng Gaohan who put down his hand lonely, with a slight smile on his face, "Professor Meng, it's so late today, I'll take Mumu back first."

Meng Gaohan straightened his back quickly, as if he didn't do any embarrassing actions just now, "Then let's do this for today, and tomorrow we will go to the school that Wen Lan transferred to."

Zhong Jiamu nodded, "No problem."

He Wen pretended to ask, "Does Professor Meng want to go together?"

"No," Meng Gaohan resolutely refused, "I drove here."

He pushed the wheelchair around the two of them.

But the scene of Zhong Jiamu standing up and facing He Wen was still replaying in Meng Gaohan's mind over and over again.

it's OK.

Meng Gaohan told himself.

Maybe this was performed by Zhong Jiamu for himself, deliberately making himself angry, deliberately making himself jealous, as if he once asked himself for advice on a mentally handicapped problem.

He pushed the wheelchair all the way to the end of the corridor, and finally couldn't help turning his head back.

The lights in the classroom were turned off, the corridor was quiet, and finally there was nothing left.

The moonlight tonight is very good, shining through the window onto the white hospital bed.

Sitting next to the bed was Nian Yu, who was carefully peeling an apple with a knife.

Lying on the bed was Wen Lan. He knew that what he said in the campus court had offended Nian Yu, so he even became cautious about breathing.

Nian Yu cut the apple into eight pieces after being cut half way through the peeler, and cut each piece into the shape of a bunny, which was neatly stacked in the clean fruit bowl.

Then Nianyu handed the fruit knife to Wen Lan's mouth, "Eat."

Wen Lan was punched by Zhong Liu on the right cheek, and the swelling hasn't subsided until now.

But the fruit in Nianyu's hand was fixed in front of him, and Wen Lan finally endured the pain and opened her mouth to explain, "Brother Nian..."

Apple blocked Wen Lan's mouth.

Every time he chewed, Wen Lan could feel the bloody smell of the wound being stretched open, and the pain of the apple rubbing against the wound.

After finally eating one piece of apple, another piece came back.

"Look how nice I am," Nian Yu said slowly, "After dealing with the matter, I came to visit you, are you moved?"

Just as Wen Lan was about to open her mouth to answer, the next piece of apple came over again.

He vomited but didn't dare to vomit, so he could only bite into pieces and eat it. The apple was mixed with blood, and Wen Lan was about to cry in pain.

After eating all eight pieces of apples, Wen Lan was still sweating coldly on his forehead.

Even so, Wen Lan forced herself to apologize, "Yes, I'm sorry Brother Nian, I was impulsive..."

At this moment, Nianyu seemed to see a smear of blood at the corner of Wen Lan's mouth, "Look at you, what's going on, why is the wound opened again."

Speaking of Nianyu, he pressed the light on the bedside.

After a while, the doctor on duty hurried in. He nervously turned on the flashlight to check the condition of Wen Lan's mouth, then glanced at the apple peel in the trash can, and breathed a sigh of relief, "I just ate it." Apples? The original wound is a little cracked, it’s a small problem. But it’s best not to eat too hard things these days.”

"I tried to persuade him just now, but he didn't listen." Nian Yu looked like he was really worried about Wen Lan, "Look, I told you not to eat other people's things."

"Now puppies know how to refuse food, but you can't learn it."

"A puppy who can't learn is easy to be poisoned to death by bad guys."

Wen Lan's whole body froze. He knew that Nian Yu had discovered his meeting with Yi Wenbai.

Although the doctor thought that Nianyu's speech was weird, but the people in the VIP ward were either rich or expensive, so the doctor finally decided to say a few words less.

After the doctor left, Nian Yu also got up, "It's so late, I should go back too. Take care of your illness, you have to go back to court next week."

The next day, He Wen personally sent Zhong Jiamu to the school Wen Lan transferred to. The difference was that Zhong Liu was also with him this time.

Probably got the news from Yi Wenbai. Zhong Liu knew that Zhong Jiamu was going to investigate about the matter of the campus court, so he ambushed at the school gate early in the morning.Seeing Zhong Jiamu coming, he gave him a warm bear hug.

Seeing that He Wen's expression changed, Zhong Jiamu quickly explained: "My brother, dear brother."

Then Zhong Jiamu introduced to Zhong Liu, "I am in charge, He Wen."

Zhong Liu let go of Zhong Jiamu, and looked up and down at He Wen.

At this moment, He Wen withdrew his hostility, and stretched out his hand towards Zhong Liu, "Hello."

Zhong Liu blinked, stretched out his hand to hold He Wen, then turned to Zhong Jiamu and said, "This kid is quite polite. He is much better than any dog ​​man you found before!"

He Wen also had a cheeky face, and responded without hesitation, "Thank you for the compliment."

He Wen still has something to do today, after he sent Zhong Jiamu and Zhong Liu to the destination, he asked the driver to drive back to the company.

Zhong Jiamu obviously didn't want Zhong Liu to appear.

Zhong Liu is like a little sun in the game, burning his light and heat, trying to shine in every dark corner.

But when it comes to business, Zhong Liu has always been a runaway grass-mud horse. If he doesn't do anything, it can be said that he will not be called Zhong Liu.

And Meng Gaohan naturally hated this kind of people who didn't play cards according to the rules, Zhong Jiamu thought, when Meng Gaohan came over later, he would definitely drive Zhong Liu out.

Meng Gaohan came a little later, pushing a wheelchair, and suddenly appeared from nowhere.

Zhong Liu went to school abroad, but he saw Meng Gaohan sitting on the judge's bench in the campus court that day, so he knew the identity of the visitor, and he instantly became a well-educated cultural person.

"Hello, Professor Meng," Zhong Liu stepped forward and greeted obediently, "I'm Zhong Jiamu's brother Zhong Liu, and I want to accompany you to investigate together today to see if there is anything that needs help, is that okay?"

Zhong Jiamu smirked from the bottom of his heart, he liked this kind of behavior of slapping his own brother in the face to avenge the campus court.

Meng Gaohan still remembered Zhong Liu's appearance like a film and television drama at that time, so naturally he would not be deceived by Zhong Liu's current appearance.

He first looked up at Zhong Jiamu, then lowered his eyes. After hesitating for a few seconds, he stretched out his hand to support the wheelchair, "Let's go, follow me, don't make trouble."

Zhong Jiamu was dumbfounded. When he was stalking Meng Gaohan, he was not treated so well.

Zhong Liu nodded with a smile on his face, and then gave Zhong Jiamu a smug look.

He had known for a long time that Zhong Jiamu would never let him be with him, so he never consulted Zhong Jiamu for his opinion just now.

The three words "don't make any trouble" were ignored by Zhong Liu when he first entered the campus.

Compared with yesterday's polite exchange, today's school investigation can be said to have caused a lot of trouble in the school.

The so-called establishment of diplomatic relations on behalf of the school's image was all eaten up by Zhong Liu. As soon as the teacher delivered the materials, Zhong Liu forced everyone to interact with the previous classes.

Zhong Liu stood in the middle of all the teachers, like an old leader, "You just send it like this, 50 yuan for a clue, plus [-] pictures, and a video, calculated according to the length of the video, first come, first served !"

At first I thought it was a prank, no one believed it.Or some just posted some photos of Wen Lan that they took by chance. After Zhong Liu saw it, he decisively asked the teacher to add him to the group, and sent a private message in the group alone.

The wealth-distributing boy under the watchful eyes of everyone instantly raised the popularity of the whole group, and everyone quickly went back to look for pictures or videos about everything about Wen Lan.

[Zhong Liu: Students, it is like this.A few days ago, I don’t know if you watched the live broadcast of the campus court at School Z. At the end, Wen Lan said that she was the target of bullying on campus. 】

[Zhong Liu: Now, in order to refute Wen Lan's point, we need to find evidence. 】

[Zhong Liu: If you have relevant clues, please provide them as much as you like.Post it in the group or privately send it to me, there will be a lot of rewards! 】

Usually the things that are sent to the group are insignificant things, but one after another, some trumpets who seem to be new applicants send friend requests to Zhong Liu.

[I have a picture of Wen Lan going out with a foreign school alone at that time [picture]]

Zhong Liu originally thought it was just a trick to cheat money, but when he clicked on it, he was stunned.

The people in the photo are Nian Yu and Wen Lan, Nian Yu is walking in front, Wen Lan is following, respectfully like a little brother.

Zhong Liu resolutely forwarded the picture to Zhong Jiamu, and then sent a red envelope to the person who posted the picture.

[I have photos of Wen Lan bullying classmate Yu Deng at that time [picture]]

The photo is a bit blurry, but Wen Lan and the people behind him can be seen surrounding a student, and that person's hair was held by Wen Lan in his hand, with blood running down his forehead.

Zhong Liu instantly felt his anger rising, wishing he could run to Wen Lan and do another set of punches.

[I also have a video. At that time, I was coerced to go there together. I was so scared and didn't know what to do. 】

After a while, the video was sent.

Zhong Liu kept an eye out, first uploaded the video to the cloud space, and then sent it to Zhong Jiamu.

As soon as the video was turned on, a crowd of people crowded together, and excited voices came from the microphone of the mobile phone.

"Hey, Yu Deng, you are quite capable in class? Why are you being cowardly at this time?"

"What about helping people with their homework? Is there anyone like you who licks a dog and is so courteous?"

"Help me get my schoolbag too, my schoolbag is so heavy."

In anger, Yu Deng raised his fist and punched the man who was holding a schoolbag while he was hanging around, and then he was smashed on the back of his head by a schoolbag.

Before he could stretch out his fist, Yu Deng was beaten to the ground.

Zhong Jiamu paused, he couldn't bear to continue watching.

There are eight or nine people captured in the video, and some of them are probably not in the shot.

Zhong Jiamu was silent for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Where is Yu Deng now?"

When Yu Deng was mentioned, all the teachers fell into silence.

Zhong Jiamu then added: "I have no other intentions, I just want a contact information for Yu Deng."

The more silent you are, the more uncomfortable Zhong Jiamu feels. Seeing this situation of refusal to cooperate, Meng Gaohan said unceremoniously: "We are here to investigate, if you continue to take this attitude of guarding against death... "

"We didn't," one teacher retorted, but he also had hesitation on his face, "it's just that Yu Deng passed away due to an accident a few years ago."

Meng Gaohan continued to ask unceremoniously: "When? Where? Where are his parents? I need a copy of all the information about this matter."

After a while, Yu Deng's information was sorted out and placed neatly on the table.

None of the police records, on-duty records, and the contact information of Yu Deng's parents are left behind.

First, the nearest hospital received a call saying that a student accidentally fell from the dormitory building, and then the police learned the news and went to block the scene.

According to the news recounted by the roommate, because they had just experienced the three models that night, they agreed to buy some wine and side dishes together to relax in the dormitory.In the middle of the meal, Yu Deng went out to answer a phone call. He sat on the edge of the railing, maybe because he was not sober after drinking, or because he was too emotional when he was on the phone, so he fell from the fifth floor.

This is also shown in the surveillance video on the fifth floor of the school dormitory.

Yu Deng secretly took out his mobile phone and made a call, then nodded repeatedly, then as if wanting to breathe, he propped himself up and sat on the edge of the guardrail, and just fell to the other side, disappearing.

After a few seconds, the students in the dormitory also rushed out, panicked for a while.Although there was no sound from the monitoring, Zhong Jiamu seemed to be able to hear their panic.

There were video testimonies before and after the incident, and the reaction of the students in the dormitory also matched the scene.

So the last thing will end in an accident.

"Actually, the parents were also very emotional at the time, clamoring to hold the mourning hall in the dormitory building, and our school finally paid 10 yuan in compensation."

Zhong Liu felt very strange, "If you have no problems, why should you pay compensation?"

"Students in the third year of the school will take the exam in two days. For the sake of the students' revision, the school would rather leave the matter to rest, which can be regarded as a comfort to the parents."

Zhong Jiamu asked: "What about school violence in the video just now?"

All the teachers were silent again, and only one person answered after a long time, "We really don't know much about this matter. If you didn't show the video, we wouldn't know that such a thing happened."

"Yes, yes, there are dozens or hundreds of students every day. Teaching alone is already very difficult. How can we pay attention to every aspect of each student?"

To shirk responsibility and get out of trouble, it seems that as long as they don't know and have no contact, this matter has nothing to do with them.

There is no point in pursuing the responsibility any longer, Zhong Jiamu sighed, "That's how it is."

Zhong Liu became angry when he saw those teachers, and wanted to confront him, but was stopped by Zhong Jiamu, "There is no need to cause trouble, we are here to investigate the matter."

Meng Gaohan said: "Please help me find the names, phone numbers and contact information of the other three roommates, as well as the contact information of Yu Deng's parents."

They just obeyed orders, and soon found out the contact information they had left at school.

In fact, as long as there are videos of Wen Lan bullying other students, that's enough.

Bai Lianhua, who pretended to be bullied, was actually bullying others. This incident itself began to shake Wen Lan's foundation.

But Zhong Jiamu still wanted to find out about the so-called accident and past.

Among the three roommates, the contact information of two of them has become empty, and one of them just hung up because they said it was inconvenient when they got on the phone.Yu Deng's mother got through on the phone, and after Zhong Liu's patient communication, she finally agreed to meet with them.

Along the way, Zhong Jiamu originally thought that Meng Gaohan would say that it had nothing to do with the matter and that there was no need to investigate, but Meng Gaohan followed quietly.

He thought that when he got along with Meng Gaohan before, he always hit a wall.

"This question has nothing to do with the content of this lecture."

"This matter has nothing to do with what was explained."

"Your request has nothing to do with the teaching content."

After Zhong Liu came over, Meng Gaohan's irrelevance seemed to be invalidated, making Zhong Jiamu mistakenly think that Yi Wenbai's leg was broken and he began to sit in a wheelchair.

Damn, who wouldn't like the little sun series Zhong Liu?

Just when Zhong Jiamu was thinking this way, he felt a heaviness on his shoulders.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Zhong Jiamu turned his head and saw Zhong Liu's smug smile, "Look at your brother's appearance, will he kill everyone!"

"Yeah, you are so charming," Zhong Jiamu slapped Zhong Liu on the face, "Stay away from me, don't get sunburned on my little flower."

Zhong Liu's face turned in a different direction, avoiding Zhong Jiamu's claws, "Look at you, I knew you started to dislike me again."

The two were fighting on the road, Meng Gaohan's wheelchair automatically followed behind them, he looked enviously at Zhong Liu who was close to Zhong Jiamu, and then moved his eyes to his legs.

Then Meng Gaohan slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again.

All emotions are gone again.

When they arrived at the door of Yu Deng's house, the phone rang suddenly. Zhong Jiamu took out his phone and connected it, and He Wen's voice came out.

"Mumu, where are you now?"

The corners of Zhong Jiamu's eyes twitched twice.

Didn't you say that you can't come today?Why does it feel like He Wen is paying attention to his journey anytime and anywhere.

"I'm not at school now," Zhong Jiamu reported honestly, "Now we're going to the home of a person who was bullied by Wen Lan to find out something."

He Wen: "Really?"

Zhong Jiamu: "Yes!"

"Don't worry, if the matter here is over, I'll call you, Awen," Zhong Jiamu almost coaxed He Wen, "Awen, you should work hard first, and we will meet at night."

After a long pause, He Wen finally replied, "See you tonight."

Zhong Jiamu nodded, "See you tonight."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Zhong Jiamu heard Zhong Liu sigh, "It's so close, I feel like Professor Meng and I are being put aside."

Zhong Jiamu kicked Zhong Liu's calf, "It's just that Ah Wen missed me and called."

Zhong Liu dodged the attack and begged for mercy with a smile.

Meng Gaohan opened the control panel of the wheelchair, "We don't have much time to do business."

After Zhong Jiamu and Zhong Liu stood still, Meng Gaohan's wheelchair had traveled a long way.

Zhong Jiamu was about to catch up, but Zhong Liu stopped him.

He leaned close to Zhong Jiamu's ear, and asked in a mysterious whisper, "Does that Professor Meng like you?"

"what?"

Zhong Jiamu's eyes widened, as if he had heard something more inconceivable than the explosion of the earth, "Brother Liu, is there something wrong with your eyes?"

Zhong Liu pulled Zhong Jiamu, "Don't you feel it? He is cold, but as long as you stand next to him, his cold defense will be removed."

"It's because Brother Liu, you came here today?" Zhong Jiamu sighed twice, "If it were yesterday, we would have finished work long ago. You see, once you said you want to take care of this matter, Professor Meng said nothing. If you don't say it, you will go."

Zhong Liu was a little dissatisfied, "You think everyone is that bitch Yi Wenbai!"

The two complained casually, and quickly followed Meng Gaohan.

Yu Deng's family has already moved out. After receiving the compensation, Yu Deng's mother sold the original house and moved to a house closer to the city center.

When they came to the door, Yu Deng's mother seemed to be cooking soup. When the door was opened, the whole room smelled of fresh and sweet bone soup.

"How are you all?" Yu Deng's mother smiled and led them in. "It's almost noon, why don't we have a light meal together?"

After entering the door, Zhong Jiamu saw the living room at a glance.

A jigsaw puzzle mat is laid on the floor of the living room, and a simple crib is placed in the corner of the TV cabinet, and the bed is filled with various baby toys.

The neat and warm room has an atmosphere of food aroma, and there are several pink eustomas with double petals in the glass vase on the dining table.A child just stood beside the bed, looking at them curiously.

Everything seems to show that this mother has come out of the pain of losing a child.

Zhong Jiamu was hesitating whether to go in, but Zhong Liu moved over first.

He teased the child and said to Yu Deng's mother, "Ah, this child is so cute!"

Yu Deng's mother's voice came from the kitchen, "Thank you for the compliment, you guys sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll come over after I've made it here."

There were not many things that could be said, Zhong Jiamu and Meng Gaohan sat aside in silence, but Zhong Liu and his mother had a good chat.

This mother worked in a company before, and because of her strong working ability, she went from being a staff member of a media company to the position of vice president.It was also because of this that she didn't pay too much attention to the affairs of the lamp in the school.She always thought that boys had to learn to deal with things by themselves and become strong by themselves, but she forgot that Yu Deng was just an underage child.

"In the past two years, I really lived in a muddle. Because Yu Deng left, I felt like a piece of my heart was suddenly hollowed out. I don't know where the wind blows through the hole, and it seems that I can still hear Yu Deng's voice in a trance. Lantern screamed for help."

Yu Deng's mother smiled, "But now I have come out of those days, people always have to look forward, right?"

They said goodbye before lunch, and Yu Deng's mother turned off the open fire in the kitchen, saying that she would send them off.

This time Zhong Liu and Yu Deng's mother walked in front, while Zhong Jiamu and Meng Gaohan walked behind.

Seeing that Zhong Jiamu was depressed, Meng Gaohan asked, "Are you still investigating?"

Zhong Jiamu came back to his senses, "What?"

"Do you still want to go to Yu Deng's roommate to check the situation?"

Zhong Jiamu straightened his hair, opened his mouth to make a decision, but finally sighed, "I don't know."

Zhong Jiamu looked at the back of Yu Deng's mother in front of him, and saw her chatting happily with Zhong Liu.

But then, Yu Deng's mother stopped for some reason and looked at a building next to her.

Zhong Jiamu followed her gaze. It was a residential building under construction. The external windows of the residential building had not been installed yet, and the black railings were just exposed outside.

Yu Deng's mother just stared at the rows of railings in a daze, until Zhong Liu patted her on the shoulder before she came back to her senses.

She looked apologetic, "Sorry, I was distracted again."

What happened just now was like an unintentional episode. Yu Deng's mother sent them to the station, smiling and saying that they could come to play next time.

Zhong Liu also discovered this situation just now, he turned around and looked at Zhong Jiamu, "Mumu, are you still investigating?"

Zhong Jiamu nodded resolutely, "Since we've come this far, wouldn't it be nice not to finish?"

After investigating everything, Zhong Jiamu borrowed He Wen's study again to sort out the materials of the past few days.

The information is very sufficient and complete. Only the video and photos are enough to send Wen Lan to hell.

But do you really want to send out the video?

Zhong Jiamu hesitated.

On the computer, the opened video was played in a loop over and over again, and Zhong Jiamu's heart was still wavering.

The next campus court will still be broadcast live. Even if Yu Deng's mother didn't pay attention to the live broadcast and saw it, she might happen to watch it while using her mobile phone to watch the video.

For those who have not yet stood up from the pain of the past, it is tantamount to a huge secondary injury.

But without these videos, the remaining hundreds of pages of text are just waste paper...

The door of the study was pushed open suddenly, He Wen came in with a glass of milk, Zhong Jiamu was so frightened that he quickly turned off the video.

"It's almost two o'clock." He Wen put warm milk in front of Zhong Jiamu, "It's time to go to bed."

Zhong Jiamu glanced at He Wen, finally selected the video with the mouse, and pressed the delete button.

He Wen frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"

Zhong Jiamu picked up the milk, drank it and perfunctory He Wen, "Delete some useless things."

He Wen sat by the sofa, looked at Zhong Jiamu calmly and seriously, "That's not useless."

"Wen Lan's bullying video proves that he once committed a crime. Unless he presents the same information, it is impossible to win you."

Zhong Jiamu has obviously saved the data in a USB flash drive of his own, and every time he opens the USB flash drive, he needs to enter the password to unlock it.In the previous investigation, He Wen never accompanied him.

Thinking of this, Zhong Jiamu felt a little irritated. He met He Wen's gaze and smiled, "Sure enough, you know everything."

Seeing Zhong Jiamu's appearance, He Wen panicked for a moment, always feeling that Zhong Jiamu would disappear from this chair in a second.

He raised his hand and pressed Zhong Jiamu's shoulder, with a hint of haze hidden in his dark pupils, "You are mine. I know everything, isn't it normal?"

I didn't know that sentence offended He Wen, Zhong Jiamu woke up instantly and hurriedly coaxed: "Where are you going, I just think you have been paying attention to me, I am very happy."

He Wen asked: "Without the video, what else do you have next?"

Zhong Jiamu replied: "There are still pictures and some recorded speeches. The video is only a supplement, and it is not cumbersome to add."

"is it?"

There was a hint of doubt in He Wen's words.

"Yes!"

Zhong Jiamu stood up, and kissed He Wen's face with a bang.

He Wen finally withdrew his hand, "Go to sleep after drinking the milk, I won't touch your information."

The trial for the second plagiarism incident came soon.

With this one-week fermentation time, the attention this time is much higher than before.

Before the court session started, the live broadcast room was already full, and even two or three rooms were re-opened, all of which were full in an instant.

A bunch of people on Weibo are howling, hoping that someone can live broadcast the live broadcast of the court, or even live broadcast the live broadcast of the court.

Wen Lan came to the scene early to submit the materials, and the thickness of the materials was almost the same as last time.

After handing in the materials, Wen Lan sat in the plaintiff's seat, with gauze wrapped around her head, and thick gauze wrapped around her right wrist, hanging around her neck.

Zhong Jiamu was not late this time, he entered the arena 10 minutes earlier, and after handing in the materials, he fell asleep on the table.

Zhong Liu sat next to him and swiped his phone. When he saw Wen Lan coming, Zhong Liu poked the sleeping Zhong Jiamu with his elbow.

Zhong Jiamu's dream was interrupted. When he woke up, he felt dizzy in his brain. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Is the court going to be held?"

Zhong Liu looked at Wen Lan, and leaned slightly towards Zhong Jiamu, "Here comes the plagiarist, please show others some face."

The appearance of the two of them is seven or eight points similar, one with long hair hanging down the shoulders, the other with short hair standing upright, sitting opposite him together, putting double pressure on Wen Lan.

Zhong Liu's voice was very small, but it was extremely harmful. He straightened the sleepy Zhong Jiamu, "The dead are the ones who die with courtesy."

Zhong Jiamu nodded in a daze, agreeing with Zhong Liu's opinion.

Wen Lan snorted angrily.

No evidence of a comeback could be found, and there was no sarcasm beforehand.

Because of the live broadcast last week, the comments before the trial were all mocking and insulting Zhong Jiamu, as well as feeling distressed for Wen Lan.

[Hey, this plagiarism dog actually brought someone to the stage, and he doesn't dislike it if he gets beaten up and hurts others. 】

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooomore

[Plagiarism and violent madness, if this person is not in prison, why is he here? 】

[Should it be the man before the ancient decapitation, right? 】

[The plagiarism dog will not be jumping for long, I will watch him die today! ! ! 】

【Winkin hold on, we are your strong backing】

As time passed, the members of the jury read through the materials submitted by Wen Lan and confirmed that they were valid materials.

Then there is the routine event statement, and the supporting evidence materials will be projected on the big screen.

What Wen Lan was looking for was the surveillance video in the principal's office. The teacher tried to negotiate the relationship between the two, but Zhong Jiamu looked stubborn and arrogant, and said that as long as Wen Lan didn't transfer to another school, he would meet and beat him once in the future.

[Are you so arrogant in the principal's office?What background? 】

[Is there someone behind Duo Duo? 】

This video evidence is very unfavorable to Zhong Jiamu.The alley where the hero Zhong Jiamu rescued the beauty was a blind spot for surveillance, and no one knew what happened there.

But as long as Nian Yu comes to testify and explain the reason clearly, Wen Lan's video will be self-defeating.

Zhong Jiamu glanced at the VIP auditorium, and met Nian Yu's gaze.

Nian Yu sat in the crowd wearing a white shirt, as if waiting, and the defeated cat acted like a baby and asked for help.

Zhong Jiamu opened his mouth, showing an unusually mocking smile, and then said, "Dream."

He didn't make a sound, but looking at Nianyu's changes, he must have understood his mouth shape.

Zhong Jiamu was even more sure this time that the original draft of the graffiti wall must have been in Nian Yu's hands.

After Wen Lan's statement was over, the people in the auditorium began to whisper, and Meng Gaohan knocked the hammer twice before suppressing it.

Although he could stop the people at the scene, he couldn't stop the tens of thousands of keyboards outside the live broadcast.

The comments were almost overwhelming against Zhong Jiamu, pouring all the negative emotions of everyone on this quasi-criminal Zhong Jiamu.

He Wen looked down at the live broadcast, his face getting darker and darker, and finally he sent a message to his little assistant.

[He Wen: Ask people from the technical department to help maintain the live broadcast of School Z. 】

The little assistant replied quickly, and within a minute, all the accounts in the live broadcast were squeezed out by the virtual accounts.

The last comment stopped at [restore winkin's innocence], and no more comments appeared on it.

At this time, the information turned to the last page, and Wen Lan's speech had ended.

Zhong Liu stood up and leaned against the table next to him, "Is it time for Mumu from my family to speak?"

Zhong Jiamu stood up and straightened his cuffs, "I think it's my turn. If we continue to talk to the other side, I'm afraid I'll have to ask the takeaway to send me a bed for me to take a nap here."

The jury was dumbfounded by the people in the dock. They all looked at judge Meng Gaohan, but they saw that the judge did not speak to disturb the order of the court, but moved slightly closer to the microphone next to him, "Now, the defendant should state the facts. "

Zhong Jiamu patted his hands twice, and Zhong Liu walked to the projector knowingly, and put their first piece of evidence on it.

Wen Lan looked up at the projector, and at that moment her whole body froze.

He turned his head hard and looked at Zhong Jiamu who was about to explain, but it happened to meet his gaze.

Zhong Jiamu grinned, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "May I ask the plaintiff, is this the draft you dropped earlier?"

Impossible, how could there be an original draft in Zhong Jiamu's hands?

There was obvious panic on Wen Lan's face, the chair behind him moved half an inch, but then was held down by the black-clothed bodyguard in the shadow.

Stand one on each side of the left and right, and you can tell who sent it at a glance.

Wen Lan, who thought she had won for a second, is now like a criminal in a criminal court, being forced on a chair and forced to accept her crime.

"Impossible," Wen Lan panicked, "This draft must be fake, it cannot appear here!"

"Look at Mr. Wen Lan's determined face," Zhong Jiamu shook his head, "It's really pitiful."

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