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"Boom boom boom——"

The door rang three times and was pushed open with a "creak".

Siming stepped forward without making any preparations, and asked, "Hello, I want to check the surveillance of the teaching building at noon yesterday."

Uncle Security spoke not-so-fluent Mandarin, and persuaded: "Little girl, do you have a list from the Academic Affairs Office?"

Siming said unhurriedly, "I haven't."

The security guard was also helpless, and said kindly: "That can't be done, there are regulations from above, we don't dare to put surveillance around here, you have to bring the list from the Academic Affairs Office, so we can show you."

Siming said "Oh" and left without expression.

After a while, he appeared at the door of the monitoring room again.

"Here, do you think this is okay?"

In less than 15 minutes, Siming conjured up a list as if by magic, and the ink on it faintly smudged.

"Huo, I got the list so quickly."

Siming thought about it for a while, and replied: "I happened to meet the teacher, so I signed it."

In fact, normally speaking, the school generally does not allow students to watch the surveillance, and only allows students to call the surveillance unless something bad happens.

It's just that this one doesn't work for Siming.

After Siming went out, he went straight to the grade director's office and said, "Teacher, please help me to issue a list for monitoring."

The grade director sweated a little, showing embarrassment, and said, "Student Siming, this... this... why do you want to watch the surveillance?"

Siming said indifferently: "I lost something, I want to look for it."

Naturally, the grade director didn't dare to neglect, and opened the list without saying a word.

After finishing writing, he asked with concern: "What is it? Do you need the teacher to help you find it?"

Without raising his eyelids, Siming took the list from the table and said, "Thank you, it's nothing important, I can do it by myself."

At first glance, what he said was quite polite, but the tone was very cold. It seemed that he didn't want the grade director to get too involved in this matter.

The grade director naturally heard that the student was not willing to ask others to help, so he could only flatter him with a smile: "If you have any difficulties, come to the teacher."

Siming reported a slightly specific time period, and the security uncle quickly called out to monitor it.

Black and white images flashed on the screen frame by frame, but Siming's face became more serious.

No abnormalities can be seen in any of Xia You's activities. It's hard to imagine that the Xia You in the picture and the current Xia You seem to be different people even though it hasn't been long.

Just wondering, Xia You in the picture suddenly disappeared.

Siming uttered a loud voice, tapped the screen hastily and asked, "Wait, is there surveillance on the public phone?"

"There is one, little girl, if you want to see it, I'll find it for you."

Siming bowed slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Okay, sorry for your inconvenience."

It took only a few minutes for the time progress bar to reveal a figure with a blurred head, and the screen went dark in an instant.

Uncle Security also moved closer to the screen in surprise, tried the progress bar several times, and muttered, "Strange, why is this surveillance missing?"

Another security guy came over with a thermos cup in his arms, "Lao Li, the surveillance camera is often broken, and the power is cut off from time to time. I have reported it several times, but it has not been repaired in time."

The security uncle said regretfully: "Little girl, the school's surveillance system must be broken. If you don't look at other surveillance systems, you might be able to find something."

Everything is too coincidental, how could this monitoring be missing.

Either a natural disaster or a man-made disaster.

Siming's intuition told her that it was impossible to be so simple, but the actual situation now is that she can't do anything.

Siming was about to lift his foot to walk out, but he stepped back halfway.

She ran back to the screen and asked, "Uncle, is there surveillance around the surveillance room?"

The security uncle asked her: "Little girl, you can't leave this thing in our monitoring room. No one usually comes."

Siming asked very sincerely: "Uncle, this matter is very important to me, please let me have a look."

Uncle security sighed, "It's not easy for you, little girl, don't worry, uncle will look for you."

"There is a surveillance camera 20 meters away from our surveillance room. Take a look and see if you can find what you want."

Siming stared fixedly at the surveillance screen, following the slight movement of the minute hand on the wall, unwittingly watched the surveillance for 8 hours, and still found nothing.

Uncle Security also advised Siming, "Little girl, you've been looking at it all day. If you can't find it, forget it. There's not even a cat in this picture, and it's hard to get other things."

Siming was not reconciled, and it was absolutely impossible to give up until the end.

At this moment, a figure appeared on the screen—Si Ming looked very familiar to him, but he couldn't remember it.

The person in the picture appeared back and forth several times. Given the limited scope of monitoring, it is roughly speculated that her direction is the monitoring room.

Even if it was just a clue, Siming felt that the hours of hard work were not in vain, so she took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the girl so that she could find it later.

Beside the sink in the girls' toilet, Zheng Yibing stared at the water flowing through his fingers, and asked with some concern, "Are you sure you've finished deleting? Guess no one will see it?"

Zhu Yiran next to her knew that she was panicking, pressed Zheng Yibing's shoulders, and assured her: "Don't worry, I deleted it completely, checked it twice, I guarantee that no one will know,"

Zheng Yibing's face was pale, her eyes were terrified, she bit her lower lip tightly, "But...but..."

Zhu Yiran raised her hand to turn off the faucet in front of her, and said impatiently: "Since the incident has already happened, you don't have to worry about it. The most important thing is to think about how to shut up that little bitch! After graduating from high school, who can threaten you?" Come to us!"

Zheng Yibing lowered his eyes, and then he settled down a bit.

Just about to speak, he was interrupted by the person behind him, "Excuse me, do you still use it, classmate? If I don't need it, I want to wash my face."

Su Xuan had been standing behind the two of them for 3 minutes. The two girls in front were chattering, causing her to check her watch several times before she couldn't help interrupting their conversation.

Zheng Yibing hurriedly pulled Zhu Yiran away from her original position, "I'm sorry, classmate, to keep you waiting for so long."

Su Xuanke waved his hands again and again: "It's okay, it's okay."

Su Xuanke said that she didn't care, but in fact she was about to die of anger just now. The time in high school is so precious. If it wasn't because there were too many people downstairs, she wouldn't go upstairs to wash her face.

Who would have thought that there would be two high school masters chatting with each other, so the time spent writing a multiple-choice question was wasted.

Su Xuanke came out of the toilet, stretched his waist, suddenly remembered something, then took out his phone, and pressed the recording pause button.

Looking at the fading phone screen, Su Xuanke raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and went downstairs slowly humming a little song.