Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Those who finished all this bid farewell to these teenagers who were indulging in the smog, and returned to Zhou Yichen's house alone with an empty schoolbag.

In the strange boy's room, Song Jianyu put the leave note he got from the principal's office during the day on the desk workbook, tore off a sticky note, wrote a few words, and pasted it on the lamp.

Then he rolled over to bed and went to sleep.

Under the male dormitory building of Yunda University, Qin Shiguan was wearing a black coat, standing under the pine needle tree and looking up at room 408 on the fourth floor.

From getting off work yesterday to this evening, he has been guarding Song Jianyu in the car at Yunda Gate.

But after this kid entered the dormitory building, he disappeared as if he had disappeared.

Qin Shiguan once thought that the other party had escaped through another door. At noon, he entered the school and found the boys' dormitory. He used his ID to pass through the corridor monitoring in the security room of the dormitory management.

It was confirmed that Song Jianyu was in the dormitory and never came out.

In the biting cold wind, Qin Shiguan moved his stiff limbs. Just as he was about to decide to leave, he saw a figure in a light green sweater and cardigan walking out of the dormitory, clutching his belly.

Song Jianyu almost starved to death when he woke up.

I hurriedly brushed my teeth and washed my face, and ran out wearing a sweater and trousers.

After walking a few steps, his stomach, which hadn't eaten for a day and a night, protested. After he hurried into the Lanzhou Ramen shop near the school, Qin Shiguan, who was far behind him, was wearing a sun hat. He also walked in and sat in the corner.

The two of them ate a beef ramen each across several long wooden tables.

Song Jianyu didn't know that someone was following him, he just felt that he was going to starve to death here.

One person ordered a huge portion of noodles and Roujiamo. After devouring it, he went to the store to buy more than 100 instant noodles, biscuits, and eight-treasure porridge drinks.

Carrying a plastic bag full, he re-entered the boys' dormitory building.

After witnessing everything the other party did, Qin Shiguan once again stood under the pine tree, looking up at the balcony lights in room 408 turned on.

"This guy doesn't go home during the holidays. He stays in the dormitory all day and doesn't go out for 24 hours. It seems that although he looks similar to Song Zongming, he is somewhat different in essence. I hope you will behave well and not be like your father. "

The man in the black coat left here. In the bedroom upstairs, Song Jianyu was sitting in front of the computer, typing in the email password with his ten fingers flying on the keyboard, downloading and editing all the content captured by Zhou Yichen's mobile phone today, and then choosing to send it to the other party. Sent successfully.

At the same time, Zhou Yichen woke up from his sleep on Tairan Road, which was [-] kilometers away.

The 14-year-old boy opened his eyes silently, and after a long time lay on his side, he opened the bedside table and found the plastic bag he had hidden here.

Lost the pills inside.

One, two, three... seventeen...

Zhou Yichen planned to leave this world after gathering thirty pills.

Put those daily counted pills back in the bag and tuck away in the back of the drawer.

Zhou Yichen walked towards the desk wearing slippers, "Am I too tired?"

He remembered that he was tired from crying before, so he wanted to lie down on the table for a while.

But now people feel that they have slept for a long time, but it is still dark outside the window, and the time is only 09:30 in the evening, and he only slept for half an hour?

Zhou Yichen opened his exercise book, looked at the content that was full of vents, and turned to the latest page to see a note for leave.

"January NO.16 leave? Isn't this the day after tomorrow?" The person who was about to go out and turn on the headlights in the room was holding this leave note from who knows where it came from. note.

He took the note off.

It says in block letters.

[I invited you to take a day off from school. Take a good rest at home tomorrow and don't ask about any school matters. If you still feel that this world makes you want to leave the day after tomorrow, I will definitely not stop you.A passer-by leaves a message. 】

The person standing in front of the desk read the note inside and out several times, and went to the door to ask who wrote it for him.

As a result, the person who was going to open the door suddenly found that the door was locked from the inside.

The teenager who opened the door looked at the empty living room outside, the master bedroom next door was empty, and there was no one on the balcony.

Zhou Yichen, who searched all over the house but couldn't find anyone, took the note, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.

After returning to the bedroom, he took out the textbooks and homework in his schoolbag.

I found that there were traces of people using it, looking at those unfamiliar words.

Zhou Yichen hurriedly rushed out to find the note in the trash can again, and compared it with the unfamiliar words in his textbook.

It was found that the two fonts were left by the same person.

At the same time, he also saw the time on his mobile phone showing that today is January 1th, but what Zhou Yichen remembered very clearly was that today was January 15th, because the 1th was a Monday, so he remembered it very clearly.

Holding the phone, Zhou Yichen opened the class group, and saw that many students inside were lively discussing today's homework and what happened during the day.

He was never able to interrupt the topics discussed by these people, so he just watched quietly for a while. Judging from the conversations and homework screenshots, he really missed a day.

Song Jianyu didn't know what Zhou Yichen, who was holding his mobile phone and doubting his life, was thinking.

He just used a small software to delete all the records in his computer after finishing what he should do in the dormitory.

After finishing all these, the person who ate a supper sat down contentedly, covered himself with a quilt, and entered Zhou Yichen's world.

The large child who woke up from the teenager's bedroom found something in his hand as soon as he moved.

Song Jianyu lowered his head and took the things in his hands out of the bed, looking at the apple-flavored fruit knife, he almost scratched himself with a smile.

Throwing the knife aside, Song Jianyu picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and manually entered the Jinhe Middle School Post Bar.

As soon as you open it, the screen is full of advertisements. In the past, these advertisements were regarded as bad money for post bars. Now, under the supervision of post bar administrators, the contents of these advertisement posts have become places for gossip and chatting.

All kinds of tourists were discussing the video they saw last night.

At the same time, he praised the person who took the video, which is really the most daring of Jinhe Middle School.

Zhu Jiajun, who was the most courageous, is now crying as miserable as a slaughtered pig.

The video on the school post bar was posted on his account, and other students even uploaded a picture of him holding a cigarette with the dean.

"I didn't shoot the video! I really didn't!"

"Did you sell the test papers! Secretly filmed and secretly sold the test papers, look at how you look like a student now! We Jinhe Middle School have never had a student like you! Drop out!"

"You, a teaching director, can't control your lower body cheating in school. What's wrong with my son secretly taking pictures! My son is good at taking pictures of you scum!"

"I really didn't take a sneak shot!!" Zhu Jiajun's cry was ignored by many adults.

Near the teaching room, countless students listened to the quarreling and crying.

"Have you heard? Zhu Jiajun secretly filmed the dean's cheating video yesterday, and even stole the cigarettes from the dean's office!"

Classmate A excitedly talked about the latest gossip: "He is really good, he dared to film the dean's extramarital affairs!"

"When the director's wife rushed to the school to fight in the morning, the scene was amazing. I even took a video. Do you want to watch it?"

"If you want, pass me a copy quickly."

"I heard that he even sold final exam papers to third-year junior students, each of whom charged 100 yuan. Today, he was directly reported to the teacher by the third-year junior students at school, and the exam papers were found in Zhu Jiajun's schoolbag!"

"You are behind in the news! I heard that the teacher took someone to his seat, and found the test paper of the second grade of junior high school directly from his desk belly!"

Jinhe Middle School ended the morning class amidst the noise, and Zhu Jiajun's face was flushed red by his parents' beating.

No matter how he denies it, basically everyone thinks he did it.

As for the test paper, the teachers who knew Zhou Yichen all said that it was impossible for him to do it, and Zhu Jiajun must have made a false accusation.

Song Jianyu was called to the school amidst Zhu Jiajun's parents yelling.

Those who came over after a full lunch specially combed their hair neatly in front of the mirror before going out.

Also use small scissors to trim some messy eyebrows a little bit.

When Song Jianyu appeared at the door of the teaching room with his schoolbag on his back, a pair of bright and innocent black eyes on his red lips and white teeth slowly swept across every face in the room.

Finally, it landed on the face of Wang Mang, the teacher in charge of his homeroom. He grinned and showed a timid and shy expression after practicing in front of the mirror for 5 minutes: "Good afternoon, Teacher Wang."

Everyone looked at the boy standing at the door with his back to the light, with obedient black hair, even if he was called over temporarily, he looked neat and clean in his school uniform.

There are five large characters engraved on the whole body: "He is an honest man."

Wang Mang looked at the good students in the class, and the dean looked at the thin and well-behaved student who looked like a cabbage, and raised his voice, "You are Zhou Yichen, right?"

"Hi, director. I'm Zhou Yichen." Song Jianyu greeted the director politely, then glanced suspiciously at Zhu Jiajun's angry face.

There were also the three tearful attendants who were also beaten, and the pockmarked faces jumped three feet high when they saw him approaching.

"He did it! He did all these things! It has nothing to do with us!"

The young man who was accused was full of puzzlement and confusion. He looked at the excited expression on his pimple face, hesitated to speak, and then lowered his head: "I did it, and it has nothing to do with them."

"Look! Look! He admitted it!" Seeing him admitting it, Zhu Jiajun heaved a sigh of relief on the spot, holding his still-paining cheek and feeling that he was saved again.

As soon as the words fell, the dean gave him a sharp look. The next second, the dean was already asking Song Jianyu in a soft voice.

"Zhou Yichen, since you said you did it, then tell me what happened today."