I fall in love by brushing questions [unlimited]

There is no way to get another card from the source question bank, and fool their boss to do another game to overcome the previous failing ptsd.

However, where to get the source question bank card is a problem. At present, there is a shortage of source question bank cards in the teaching aid market. Last time, Lu Fangzhou's card was bought by chance and Tan Guangxi's hand speed. This time, even if you squat on Lu Yi's live broadcast every day, you may not be able to squat, right?

Han Peng poked Fatty: "Hey, I said Fatty, don't you have a lot of connections? Can you get a card from Zhang Yuan's test bank?"

The fat man frowned and said, "My buddies have many connections, but all the buddies I know are test takers, and there is no one who sells teaching aids."

At this time, Lu Shao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "Do you want to buy the identity card of the source question bank?"

The fat man nodded: "Yeah, why, brother, do you have a connection?"

Lu Shao smiled: "I happen to have one in my hand, but it's at home. I'll look for it when I go back."

The fat man was so happy that he put his arms around his shoulders: "Thank you buddy, then it's settled!"

The corners of Lu Shao's lips curled up slightly, and he said with a smile, "Okay."

After eating in the cafeteria, several people walked back to the classroom with shoulders shoulders and backs. At this time, Tan Guangxi had already finished a set of physics papers on the desk.

One afternoon soon passed, when the school bell rang, Lu Fangzhou and Fatty picked up their schoolbags and were about to rush out, when they passed by Tan Guangxi's desk, their footsteps stopped abruptly.

"Boss, let's go together?"

Tan Guangxi was holding a pen in his hand, and there was an exercise book spread out on the table. He had probably been in class all afternoon. He looked a little sleepy, and shook his head at Lu Fangzhou: "You guys go first, I'll go to class." Self-study later."

"Oh, that's fine, let's go first."

The students left in twos and threes, and soon Tan Guangxi was the only one left in the classroom.

Since he regained his body, his scores in language, mathematics, and science have not improved much, and there is only less than a year left, which is really urgent.

However, although he didn't study much in the three years of free time, he fought a lot, so that his test scores in survival subjects are not bad now, and he doesn't know whether it is a disaster or a blessing.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, Tan Guangxi went to the door of the classroom and turned on the light, then returned to his seat and continued to do the questions, preparing to finish the set of questions in his hand.

I don't know how long it took, but he was writing with his head down, when he suddenly heard footsteps in the corridor, followed by the sound of the door, and someone walked in.

Tan Guangxi looked up and saw that it was Lu Shao.

He and Lu Shao didn't know each other very well. Although they usually had lunch together, they only talked a few words together.

He thought that the other party left something in the classroom, so he didn't care, but the other party went straight to him and put a packed takeaway food box on his desk.

Tan Guangxi was stunned for a moment, then he heard Lu Shao say with a smile: "I was going to have dinner just now, when I passed downstairs and saw the classroom lights were on, I knew you hadn't left yet, so I brought you a copy along the way."

Tan Guangxi was a little surprised, and said, "I'm not hungry yet, thank you, no need."

Lu Shao didn't care about his refusal, and he untied the bag tied outside the lunch box in a good-tempered manner, and pushed it in front of Tan Guangxi: "Even if you are studying, you have to eat. As the old saying goes, people are iron Rice is steel, besides," he paused, "you always eat too little."

Tan Guangxi seemed to feel something strange, but he didn't take it too seriously, so he smiled at this moment: "Thank you."

While eating, Tan Guangxi casually chatted with Lu Shao: "By the way, which school did you go to before?"

"Fifth Middle School." Lu Shao said.

"Where is the fifth middle school?"

"Zhenzhou," Lu Shao looked at Tan Guangxi, as if trying to read something from his expression: "Zhenzhou Fifth Middle School."

Tan Guangxi only nodded, and continued to eat rice noodles with his head down.He didn't eat red oil rice noodles much before, but this time he tasted a familiar taste, so he said: "This red oil rice noodles is quite delicious." Tan Guangxi asked: "Which one bought it from?"

"A small shop by the road, I don't remember the name."

Tan Guangxi smiled: "It's strange, it's so delicious, I haven't eaten it before."

"It's an inconspicuous small shop, and there are some that I don't usually notice."

Tan Guangxi thought it was probably the same, so he nodded.

Lu Shao stirred the rice noodles in his hand, and asked casually, "Have you lived here since you were a child?"

"right."

Lu Shao looked up at him: "Why is it 'yes'?"

Tan Guangxi said: "I had a car accident, I don't remember much about my childhood."

"Amnesia?"

"Well, it's better when you grow up, but it's still vague. The doctor said that the brain may have been injured by the impact." Tan Guangxi raised the exercise book in his hand with a sad face: "That's why I have to work hard." Make up for the clumsiness."

"Let's not talk about that," Tan Guangxi raised his hand to look at the time: "Have you finished eating? The gate will be closed in a while, let's go together."

The author says:

The new copy of the next chapter will be hot.

41. Forensic Identification Center 1

◎Could it be...the question in the villa mode? ◎

Tan Guangxi opened his eyes and found himself sitting in front of a desk full of documents, the computer screen was on, and there was a cup of steaming coffee in front of him.

At this time, a man in his early forties came over, put on his coat, raised his hand to check the time, and asked the people next to him: "It's already 05:30, why don't you leave?"

"There's still some work in hand, you go first, I'll go after I'm done."

Tan Guangxi settled his thoughts, and read out the background of the environment: he is now in a forensic identification center, and he is a forensic doctor. Today is Christmas Eve, and there are lights and festoons outside the street, full of laughter and laughter.Except for the doctor who was assigned to be on duty, other colleagues packed their things early and prepared to leave work.

And he happened to be on duty today.

Soon, he was alone in the office.

He stretched his stiff back and stretched his waist. He really had the illusion of sitting in front of the computer and typing reports for eight or nine hours.

Thinking of the energy that would be consumed in the next situation, Tan Guangxi picked up the coffee in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

Then he got up and picked up the coat on the side and put it on his body, then walked out of the office and turned back to lock the office door.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening, the doors of other offices on the floor were locked, and the corridor was completely dark. With the sound of his footsteps, a voice-activated light beside him lit up, making him look so lonely in the darkness.

Tan Guangxi walked to the elevator door and pressed the down button.

The arrow on the elevator screen changed to downward, and it paused for a while on the fifth floor, before slowly descending again.

Soon the elevator door opened, and there was a security guard standing inside, who seemed to be in his 60s or [-]s.

"Uncle Chen." Tan Guangxi greeted the man.

"Hey, haven't you left yet?" Uncle Chen asked with a smile, "Today's Christmas Eve, why don't you leave early?"

"On duty today."

Just as Chen Shu wanted to poke his head out, Tan Guangxi said, "Everyone at this level has left."

"That's good," Uncle Chen nodded, "I won't have to look."

Tan Guangxi entered the elevator, and the two of them chatted casually as they walked down.After reaching the first floor, Uncle Chen walked to the security room, checked the time, and was about to press the button to drop the gate outside the building.

Because it involves confidentiality work, the security measures in the appraisal center are very complete. Once the gate is dropped, it is difficult for outsiders to enter.

Tan Guangxi looked at the slowly falling gate. Although he didn't know what situation he would encounter in a while, it was obviously an exam question in the Snowstorm Villa mode.

The so-called Blizzard Mountain Villa exam questions come from a pattern in mystery novels or movies, which refers to gathering a group of people in a relatively closed environment—such as a mountain villa that is isolated from the world due to a snowstorm, and this group of people cannot leave the villa. , and at the same time unable to get in touch with the outside world.In this case, one or several members of the group died strangely one after another, while other members tried their best to find the murderer hidden in the group, which is the Blizzard Villa mode.

Now that the topic type has been figured out, the next step is to find other members of the 'Village'.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the gate, and then the gate was pushed open, and two staff members in uniform pushed in a corpse covered in a white cloth.

Uncle Chen came out of the security room, went up and asked, "Why did you send it here at this time?"

"Don't mention it. It took me a long time to rescue them, but I couldn't save them in the end." The staff of the cart wiped the rain from his face: "Then it was raining outside, and the road was delayed."

Uncle Chen couldn't say anything more, so he could only say: "Okay, let's push in quickly."

"Talk about forensic medicine," then turned to Tan Guangxi and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Tan Guangxi nodded, and followed in the direction of the morgue.

After arriving at the morgue, Tan Guangxi briefly recorded the information of the corpse, and then registered the corpse.

After the two staff pushed the body into the morgue, they left.

After Tan Guangxi finished recording the information, he lifted the white cloth and prepared to check the corpse and hang an information board on the corpse.

However, when his hand touched the zipper of the body bag, he still paused subconsciously—he is relatively courageous, and he has encountered many scary questions when doing the questions, but what he is facing in front of him is the real one. The corpses still made him a little nervous: After all, the corpses sent here are not ordinary corpses, some were burnt to pitch black, some were hacked to bloody, and some were smashed to pieces. Anyway, they don’t look good. That's it, who knows what the corpse under the body bag looks like.

Tan Guangxi did a long time of psychological construction for himself, and then he was heartbroken and pulled down the top of the body bag