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Jiang Yichen: "I mean that the murder case here is also related to the traitors in the Ghost Palace."

Ji Qingmo looked surprised: "Does a mere traitor have such great ability? Gui Diandian——no, didn't that one take any action?"

Jiang Yichen spread his hands: "Who knows. However, according to the temperament of the ghost, he shouldn't be too good at these things. As long as they don't threaten the safety of the underworld, the big people with their status are generally tall. hanging."

Ji Qingmo smiled and said nothing, he didn't know how bad his image was in the hearts of the children, if he wasn't worried that the children would turn against him face to face, he wouldn't have kept hiding it.

Ji Qingmo thought for a while, but he still couldn't let his remaining good image continue to deteriorate: "Yes, but maybe he also knows? What if he really took action, but we didn't see it?"

Jiang Yichen shrugged, with a look of indifference: "Whatever, anyway, his affairs have nothing to do with me, and I still don't want to have anything to do with him in the future. But—Ji Qingmo, you recently Why do you seem to be very interested in him?"

Ji Qingmo's mouth twitched, and his eyelids twitched: "It's nothing. I just asked casually out of curiosity."

"Oh--"

After Jiang Yichen made this response, the young man came in with two glasses of water. He gave each of the two people in front of him a glass, and then said with a smile: "It just so happens that the water dispenser is only enough for these two glasses of water. Why don't you treat me well?" place, don’t mind, just treat this place as your own home.”

Jiang Yichen listened to his words, tilted his head and asked him: "My home? Is this your home?"

The young man shook his head and said naturally: "This is not my family, I was a student of this family, once."

Jiang Yichen asked, "High school?"

"Yes, it's high school."

Jiang Yichen took a sip of warm water and said, "We are also in high school now, Tongsui No. [-] Middle School, sophomore this year."

"I used to be from Tongzhong, too," the young man said, "My name is Li Quanlin. I have graduated from high school for three years, and now I am a junior. I am studying in Tongda University. I won't brag to you. I have been in Tongda University's Department of Finance and Taxation for four consecutive semesters. No.1, he can be regarded as a man of the hour in school."

Jiang Yichen looked very surprised, and said: "Then your grades in high school must be very good. That's great - I am the bottom of my class, and I want to be a top student, but I'm not very smart. Consider If you don’t know the real intention of the question maker, you will never pass the exam.”

Hearing what Jiang Yichen said, Li Quanlin showed a smile of someone who had experienced it, and even spoke in a much gentler tone: "I used to be the same as you, and I was even the last one in my grade. I met a fortune teller in the last semester of high school. He Seeing at a glance that my grades were not good and that I had suicidal thoughts at one point, he advised me not to commit suicide. He told me that there are many ways to improve my grades. As long as I make a deal with him, I can become the whole group. The smartest man in the world. At first I thought it was a scam, I thought he must want my money, so I didn't believe him very much, I told him that I was just a poor kid with no money to make myself To become smarter, he told me that there is no free lunch in this world without my ex, at least I didn’t believe it at the time, so I turned around and left.”

Jiang Yichen found a random place and put down the cup in his hand: "But you didn't promise him, how did your grades get better?"

"Because I met him again before the first monthly exam," Li Quanlin said, "He asked me to think about it again, saying that he could give me time, and if I agreed, I could try it for free. I think it's a good deal. I agreed to try it out, but I didn’t expect that I would perform exceptionally well in the first monthly exam, I got No.1 in the whole grade, and lost more than 270 points, my parents treated me very well that day.”

Jiang Yichen let out a "wow": "Then they didn't suspect you of cheating? From the bottom of the first place to the first place in the grade, there must be many people who are jealous of you?"

Li Quanlin smiled: "Of course they doubt it, but we all know that the questions in our high school are all given by the teachers themselves. Even if we bring electronic equipment, we can't find out the answers to the questions, and the teacher has adjusted the monitoring. Divide the test papers, did not pass small notes, and did not take out the mobile phone."

"Then what do your classmates think of you afterwards?"

Jiang Yichen noticed that after he mentioned the word "classmate", Li Quanlin's eyes showed disdain and sarcasm: "They? After that monthly exam, they made me a god. They didn't know anything, so they told me Said that I have been hiding my strength all the time, said that I stayed up late at night to endorse, said that I can see a thousand things and know everything, that time the grades were ranked first in the whole Tongsui, maybe I won glory for the school so they were eager The higher I climb, the better, so that they can say that I am a student of Tongzhong where Li Quanlin is."

Jiang Yichen casually pulled two chairs over, sat on them, looked up into Li Quanlin's eyes and said, "But you actually enjoy it, don't you? Enjoy the atmosphere where they tout you to the sky, even you believe it "You are a schoolmaster in disguise", so you went to the fortune teller and told him that you are willing to make this deal, but the price must be not small for such a good thing, right?"

Li Quanlin didn't care about Jiang Yichen's behavior, he just shook his head: "No, on the contrary. I thought I would have to give a lot of things before he was willing to help me, but when he saw me, he told me that he needed one of my hairs , One hair can be exchanged for such a big profit, anyone would be willing to exchange it, right?"

Jiang Yichen leaned back and said, "But you don't know what he is going to do with your hair? Aren't you afraid that he will do bad things?"

Li Quanlin spread his hands: "It's just a piece of hair, what can you do? Can I use my hair for DNA testing? Besides, even if she wants to do something bad, it's not my fault. I just need to enjoy it." The rest of my life will be fine.”

How could an ordinary person like Li Quanlin not be moved when he encountered such a thing that seemed like a pie in the sky?

Jiang Yichen took another look at the middle-aged male corpse among the three corpses on the bed, and said, "He seems to be our high school teacher, teaching the experimental class."

Li Quanlin was not surprised, but nodded very normally, and recognized Jiang Yichen and Ji Qingmo as "Tong Middle School students": "Yes, you have good eyes. My last half semester of senior year was very good thanks to him." Miserably, my stigma was not cleared until after the college entrance examination, but I didn't expect him to be fine, and he stayed in high school to continue teaching, and continued to harm those students with poor grades. Some leaders of the school in Tongzhong Everything inside will stink."

Jiang Yichen asked innocently, "Brother Li, so what happened in your third year of high school?"

He could have calculated it directly, but it is a pity that Li Quanlin once studied in Tongsui No. [-] Middle School and he calculated the identity of the middle-aged man's body on the bed. He is not willing to use the third calculation. Distortion.

Li Quanlin glanced at him and said, "You are a student in Tongzhong, don't you even hear about me?"

"He is the monitor of our class. He doesn't hear anything out of the window, and he only reads the books of sages." Jiang Yichen pointed to Ji Qingmo and said, then pointed to himself and said, "I am his deskmate. I was forced to learn from memorization, so I don’t have a deep understanding of other things, and I haven’t heard of your name.”

Li Quanlin looked at Jiang Yichen's face, and slowly put away the smile on his face: "You are so good-looking, and your grades are so poor, if you don't have a tablemate with good grades, you will probably be bullied."

Jiang Yichen has never heard of school violence because of "poor grades" since he was a child. It seems that there are many things he doesn't understand in this secular world: "Huh? Do people with poor grades also experience school violence?"

"I am a typical example," Li Quanlin pointed to himself and said, "I was often bullied in my first and second grades. I always thought that school violence only existed in novels, and I always thought I was pretty good. Although my grades are poor, my ability to deal with people is not bad, but even so, I was still bullied by them."

Although he was explaining what happened in his high school, his tone was as calm as if he was telling someone else's story.

"The person who takes the lead should be your teacher's son, right?"

Jiang Yichen pointed to the young man among the three corpses and asked Li Quanlin.

Li Quanlin nodded, not intending to refute at all: "You are smarter than me, and you are also likable. As long as you don't do anything wrong and don't give them excuses, even if you meet someone like him, you will be fine." It doesn't matter."

Jiang Yichen pondered the meaning of his words and asked him, "So did you do anything wrong in high school?"

Li Quanlin didn't hide this: "It's not a fault, it's just a fault for the person on the bed."

"How to say?"

"When he cheated with his mobile phone, I knew it would be useless to tell his parents. So I reported this matter directly to our grade director. I didn't expect the grade director to tell his parents that I reported it directly, so I I spent my freshman year and second year of high school being bullied by him."

After all, Jiang Yichen has only recently come into contact with the secular school system, so he doesn't quite understand why there are so many intrigues in the school, and it's not a Gongdouju staged, but just students coming to school.

School violence is everywhere. What kind of mentality do those perpetrators have to commit violence against others?

Jiang Yichen really couldn't figure it out.

Li Quanlin said suddenly: "You two juniors, you drank the water and listened to the story, can any of you lend me your mobile phone?"

Jiang Yichen squinted his eyes: "Senior, didn't you bring your mobile phone when you went out?"

"Coincidentally," Li Quanlin smiled, "If I had brought it with me, I wouldn't have asked you for it. Don't worry, I'm just calling my family. I can turn on the speakerphone during the call."

Jiang Yichen unlocked his phone and gave it to him.

After Li Quan connected the phone, he dialed a number very skillfully, and the person over there answered the phone after ten seconds of ringing.

"Hey, Dad, it's me, Quan Neighbor. I've reached the age of Tong now, and I'll be home in about an hour. You don't need to pick me up. I've grown up and I can find my way home. I’ll be back for four days next National Day, and I’ve already bought the return ticket. What do you and your mother want to eat tonight? I can buy you... seafood on the way back? Okay, okay, I’ll remember, hey, okay, bye .”

After Li Quanlin hung up the phone, he did not choose to return the phone to Jiang Yichen.

There is a little more scrutiny in his eyes now.

"The two of you caught me killing people. Although you didn't choose to call the police at the first time, for my own safety, I definitely can't let you go so easily. Brother, why don't you think of a way for me, what can I do? Make me completely trust that you won't tell what I did?"

Jiang Yichen scratched his head, looking serious.

Ji Qingmo didn't change any expression.

"Let me think... how about I kill you?"