God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

Wen Xichun looked at him inexplicably, this person is always like this, he likes to show off.

"Do you still remember the dinner we had in the auditorium on the first night?" Yao Jingrong asked.

Wen Xichun nodded immediately, as if wanting him to speak quickly.

"In fact, the composition of the meat is very simple. It is shark meat. Some people have studied it. The taste of shark meat is the closest to human meat."

Wen Xichun: "What kind of person researched it..."

"So this kind of shark meat with a similar taste brought back bad memories for Yang Huirong."

Wen Xichun pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyes: "Could it be that you mean..."

Yao Jingrong took a deep breath and nodded.

"At that time, I found her file by accident. You should know about her parents. She lived with her mentally ill grandmother. She was only 13 years old at the time. Apart from being confused, her grandmother also suffered from many fatal diseases. So one day, grandma went away so quietly."

Wen Xichun felt that he should not interrupt now, nor should he ask any questions, because what Yao Jingrong was going to say next was very important.

"No financial source means no source of food, no contact with her parents, no one to help her, so how will Yang Huirong survive."

The answer is already obvious. I remember a law student asked a question before:

If a person is starving to death and there is only one giant panda next to him, is it against the law for him to eat the panda?

In fact, if a person is cornered, let alone a giant panda, he will probably eat her grandmother with tears like Yang Huirong.

So when she ate shark meat that was similar to human flesh, those memories that she tried to throw away came flooding back again. Moreover, she ate it very anxiously and it seemed delicious because she knew it was shark meat, but she was using This method of self-hypnosis keeps telling myself that what I ate was not grandma, but shark meat.

Maybe this is the reason why she left, because someone in Songyue Girls' High School already knew the secret, and for some reason, she served a plate of shark meat that everyone didn't want to eat, which caused Yang Huirong's shock. She sensed the danger factor, So we must leave quickly.

But as to whether she was killed or not, it's hard to say.

"Okay, go to bed early." Yao Jingrong stood up, looked back at Wen Xichun who was still in a trance, and smiled, "If the hardware is not good enough, you don't have to force yourself to think, as long as..."

"Get out." Wen Xichun interrupted him mercilessly.

Yao Jingrong shrugged, opened the door and walked out.

Wen Xichun is still sitting at the table in a daze, he is very confused now, he knows that the only person Yang Huirong is leaving is the school supervisor, because the principal, administrative director and the others don’t care about the school’s affairs at all, remember that the inviter under the invitation letter is the school supervisor In other words, all the current work activities of the school are under the responsibility of the school supervisor alone.

And based on all the signs found so far, she is also the most suspected one.

Just thinking about it like this, maybe it's the time, or maybe it's because of overuse of the brain, waves of drowsiness hit, Wen Xichun got up from the chair in a daze, and planned to change clothes and take a bath, but his butt just hit the soft bed Mat, tilted his body, and fell asleep in such a strange position.

The dream was also a mess, and unexpectedly, I dreamed of my sister.

At that time, I went to attend her high school graduation ceremony. As a representative of outstanding graduates, she was wearing a beautiful uniform and standing on the awarding platform in the auditorium. How proud of her that she turned out so gracefully——

"The thing I want to thank the most is my brother, because I am a single-parent family, and my mother is very busy with work. Basically, my brother is taking care of me. If there is any advice that everyone wants me to give, then I can only say that the life advice is to love my brother. "

"Shusha——" Suddenly, with the harsh sound of snowflakes, my sister's face suddenly twisted strangely.

The originally delicate and beautiful face began to crack a little bit, and thick black blood flowed out from her eye sockets.

"Shusha——" the sound of snowflakes became louder and louder, as if someone scratched an iron plate with their nails in the ear, piercing the tympanic membrane with pain.

With a jolt, Wen Xichun woke up suddenly.

There was a dim room in front of him, and there were chattering voices in the corridor.

Wen Xichun sat up slowly, rubbing the space between his brows tiredly.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who." Wen Xichun didn't want to get up, he was too tired.

"It's six o'clock, haven't you woken up yet? I won't be able to catch up with the celebration soon." Yao Jingrong's voice was very clear, but hearing his voice at this time would only make people feel bored.

Originally, because of dreaming about my sister, my mood was down to the extreme.

He got up in a hurry, washed casually, still wearing yesterday's clothes.

As soon as the door was opened, a snow-white shirt appeared in front of my eyes. Looking up, I saw a solid dark blue suit with an elegant swan neck covered by a spotless white collar and—— that not-so-flattering Face.

Feeling irritable to the extreme.

Seeing Wen Xichun dressed up like this, Yao Jingrong was stunned: "Are you planning to wear this?"

Wen Xichun rolled his eyes at him, slammed the door, took out a slightly crumpled suit from the closet and put it on, opened the door again, didn't even give Yao Jingrong a look, and walked straight to the auditorium without looking at him.

Yao Jingrong understood his temper, especially when he got up, and wanted to tease him with words, but after seeing his cold face, he swallowed what he wanted to say.

Songyue's auditorium is very large, covering an area of ​​two teaching buildings, which can accommodate thousands of people. Today, all the teachers and students of Songyue are gathered here. It can only be said that it is a noble school that "cultivates ladies" , Even if thousands of people stand here, it is not as loud as the morning vegetable market. Everyone consciously stands in a line, no matter their posture or clothes are very different, and their faces are full of iconic fake smiles, so it seems Like rows of emotionless robots.

Today's school supervisor is even brighter and more attractive. The solemn and elegant black woolen suit outlines her slender waist. If you don't tell me, no one will really see that she is in her 40s this year, and she looks like a big sister in her early thirties.

"Okay, next, please take your seats according to the class." The trainer was impassioned above, while the students were lifeless, as if they were all lost.

The girls in uniform walked forward slowly with elegant steps.

And among the specially invited guests this time, a few middle-aged men almost said "I like these pretty girls" directly, and their restless little eyes were drifting back and forth on the girls' slender cocks.

Wen Xichun felt disgusted, and he began to silently pray that he would never become this kind of virtue when he entered middle age.

Among these people, the only one who looked decent was the old man with the white beard. He talked to the leaders peacefully, always smiling, and looked very kind.

"Brother Wen~" A small voice suddenly came from beside him.

Hearing this name, you don't need to look to know who it is.

Turning around, Bai Jian's fair little face appeared in sight unexpectedly.

She looked at Wen Xichun with a smile, and waved her little hand.

This child is really a typical child who forgets to eat but not to beat. Yesterday, he was beaten up by the school supervisor for applying body lotion. Today, he dared to wear such obvious makeup to attend the school celebration. For a while, Wen Xichun didn't know what to do. It is said that she really has a short memory or courage.

On her leg is still the band-aid that Wen Xichun put on her yesterday, and she also drew a small heart with a red pen beside it. Although it is a headache character, Wen Xichun thinks this is the reality of an adolescent girl. portrayal.

Sure enough, the child was quickly discovered by the school supervisor...

The school supervisor stepped on ten centimeter high-heeled shoes and walked to her side. Although there was a gentle smile on her face, there was no smile in her eyes. Instead, there was a moment of coldness. She leaned over to Bai Jian's ear and said in a low voice:

"Are you doing it against me on purpose?"

Bai Jian also smiled back: "When you meet someone you like, you should dress up carefully. This is what you taught us."

The principal sneered and straightened up: "After the ceremony is over, come to the discipline room, I have something to tell you."

The voice was neither loud nor low, just in time for Wen Xichun to hear it.

Ordinary people would lose half their souls if they were taught a lesson, but Bai Jian was happy in her heart. It was good to be beaten, and it would be uncomfortable not to be beaten.

But to be honest, Wen Xichun was a little worried about her.

Although I don't know which school rule Jiang Yu violated to be treated like this, but even if Bai Jian has a masochistic mentality, such a beating will cause substantial physical harm.

The principal didn't continue to argue with Bai Jian, turned his head, immediately changed his smiling face, and walked onto the stage. With the sound of playing music, the long and boring opening ceremony finally kicked off in the "anticipation" of everyone——

It's no different from ordinary school celebrations, eating, drinking and watching students perform, Wen Xichun really has no interest in this kind of event.

"I think you seem to be in a lack of interest?" Yao Jingrong on the side was holding a plate of chocolate cake. Although he was smiling, Wen Xichun always felt that this smile made people uncomfortable.

"Yeah, why are you going up to perform a show for me? A big stone in your chest?"

"Then let me give you a suggestion." As soon as the words finished, Yao Jingrong picked up the small cake on the plate and stuffed it into Wen Xichun's mouth with lightning speed, "Eat some sweets when you are in a bad mood, and improve your brain's memory." The levels of serotonin or dopamine that make you feel good."

He was suddenly stuffed with a mouthful of cake, and it was difficult to spit it out in front of so many people, so Wen Xichun could only chew and swallow angrily.

And Yao Jingrong seemed to enjoy this feeding process very much, unconsciously, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The ceremony lasted until noon, and everyone was a little tired. The instructors began to organize the students to go back to the dormitory to rest. The crowded auditorium was emptied little by little. In the end, only a few special guests and the school supervisor remained.

The school manager just came from the UK and seemed to have not gotten used to this place yet, his face was not very good all morning, and he apologized to everyone and said that he had to leave first.

But the principal is like a tireless robot, that smirk has been maintained from the beginning to the present.

"It's good for everyone to wait here. I have prepared a side show for you to relieve fatigue and relax. You can look forward to it for a while."

The wretched men who had been staring at the female student's thighs stopped hiding and showed their true nature like a monkey:

"Ms. Principal, I think the girl who played the cello just now is pretty good, she seems to be from class two?"

The principal gave him a gentle smile, didn't say anything, bowed slightly to everyone and left the auditorium quickly.

The high-heeled shoes collided with the marble floor and made a crisp sound, as if a hand was constantly plucking the string in Wen Xichun's mind.

I don't know if it's because of waking up too early or for other reasons, Wen Xichun felt his heart beating a little fast, and there seemed to be a strange sense of unease vaguely.

He raised his head and looked at the dome full of biblical stories. Under the spotlight, the originally beautiful and loving gods appeared green-faced and fangs, extremely ferocious.

"Half an hour has passed." Yao Jingrong said suddenly.

With a word of reminder, everyone realized that half an hour had passed since the so-called "side show" by the school supervisor left, and the others were fighting fiercely, and they didn't even realize that so much time had passed.

Everyone looked towards the entrance of the auditorium, but they didn't even see the shadow of the school supervisor.