After admitting the wrong pheromone, I was obsessed with paranoia A

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After one night, Ying Jiashu made a phone call and returned to school exhausted. Today is Saturday, but the school still has senior students in class. When passing by the third class, he ignored Hu Lai who greeted him. When I met Director Zhang who was patrolling the morning class with a fierce face, the other party softened his face when he saw him, rubbed his hands and approached Ying Jiashu with a smile on his face.

"Young master Ying, I heard that you came back from Nuoer, so why didn't you tell me in advance, wouldn't it be convenient to pick you up in advance?"

Ying Jiashu handed the schoolbag in through the window and put it on the table. He looked at Director Zhang's little bangs fixed with hairspray for ten thousand years, "I told you in advance so that you can run away early, right?"

Director Zhang choked for a moment. Although the other party was the son of the Munan Group, he was at least 30 years older than him. How could he be frightened by such words, so he pretended to know nothing and asked, "Should I Why can't I understand what the young master said, run away? I heard that many schools let students run in the morning. Is this what you are talking about? Oh, it's you, I think so too! These delicate flowers should be allowed to run. , come out of the greenhouse."

Ying Jiashu deliberately asked Director Zhang to walk in front, and he followed behind him on the right, and said unhurriedly, "You are right, but it is a pity that there is only one kind of flower in the greenhouse from the inside to the outside, and these flowers infect Suide. No. [-] Middle School has been in this greenhouse for a long time, does Director Zhang know what it is?"

Director Zhang is still pretending to be stupid, shaking his head, but his heart is a little hairy. Ying Jiashu didn't put on the young master Fan to ask him to follow him. Although he is walking in front now, in fact, Ying Jiashu has always been subtle. Take somewhere—the principal's office.

"Director Zhang." Ying Jiashu's voice sounded behind him, "I'm tired of standing, go in and have a seat."

Opening the door, the headmaster lit the pen on the table with a crisp sound, and his expression was neither angry nor happy. He looked at Ying Jiashu as if he knew he would come, "Young Master Ying, come here." gone."

Ying Jiashu bowed slightly, walked to the sofa, cast his gaze at the principal, who nodded, "Please sit down." Then he got up, poured three glasses of water, went to the sofa, and sat down opposite Ying Jiashu.

"Master Ying, drink some tea."

The air was silent for a second, Director Zhang smiled and picked up the expensive-looking teacup and drank it. Ying Jiashu didn't show any expression on his face, and waited quietly for Director Zhang to turn red. Shengsheng drank the scalding water.

"Director Zhang, why are you so impatient? Shouldn't this matter be taken slowly?" The principal smiled apologetically, glanced at Ying Jiashu, and handed Director Zhang a tissue.

"It's true that I'm a little impatient, but it seems that this tea is good tea, otherwise Director Zhang is not the only one who is anxious." Ying Jiashu's eyes stopped for a moment on the desk behind the principal, where there were five servings of tea cakes. There is a packing box, I don't know if I want to give it away.

Principal: "Young Master Ying has a good eye. This tea tastes very fragrant, and it is perfect for daily drinking." As he spoke, he pushed Ying Jiashu's cup of tea closer.

Ying Jiashu hummed, and leaned back, with the intention of refusing, "The fragrance of tea is not as good as the fragrance of flowers. I heard that the principal recently opened a breeding garden in the south, which is specially used to grow flowers and export them to scientific research companies for research. Why do people who are engaged in education suddenly become interested in planting? Let me guess, is it poppies?"

Director Zhang's flushed face suddenly turned pale. He glanced at Ying Jiashu and then at the principal. Neither of them said a word, they were fighting secretly. He looked at the young master of the Munan Group in surprise, wondering if he Where did these news come from.

The headmaster was still calm, leaned back and folded his hands, "Young Master Ying, didn't you ask me to keep your visit to Suide a secret for you?"

This is to ask Ying Jiashu to miss his old friends. Ying Jiashu said thank you along the way, then changed the topic and chuckled, "This is my family's school, what? I asked my servant to keep a secret for me, and I still need to do something. An equal deal for both parties?"

Knowing that this method won't work, the principal laughed, "Of course not, I made a slip of the tongue. Then Mr. Ying, you walked away for a year for no reason. Yesterday, you came to my office to take a look and then left. Now this is what you have to do. what?"

Ying Jiashu's body began to get tired, he leaned lightly on the side of the sofa, put his fingers on the side of his face, and smiled half-smile: "Does your lord also like to ask questions knowingly?"

The principal said coldly: "I really don't know what you mean."

Seeing that something was wrong, Director Zhang hurriedly wanted to reconcile, but Ying Jiashu raised his hand to stop him. He was still looking at the principal, and said lightly, "Director Zhang, things need to be resolved one by one, and it will always be your turn." Yes, don't be so anxious."

Director Zhang immediately fell silent. He didn't understand why he would be afraid of a minor now. That kind of fear wasn't due to superiors' suppression of subordinates, or the suppression of upper-level circles against lower-level circles. It was a kind of inexplicable. The momentum of the pheromone was suppressed.

He suddenly realized that since Ying Jiashu came into this office, he has been releasing pheromones intentionally or unintentionally, pheromones from high-level Omega!

This has overturned his cognition, why does Omega's pheromone have such suppressive power?Moreover, he clearly sensed that it was pheromone, but he didn't realize it for a long time. The most puzzling thing was that he couldn't recognize the smell of Ying Jiashu's pheromone!

The principal was obviously aware of this problem, and immediately got up to find a gas mask.

Ying Jiashu's lazy voice came, "Am I so scary? Come on, sit down, let's have a good chat. About that poppy garden and your future——"

The principal gritted his teeth, Director Zhang forgot to wipe off the cold sweat that dripped from his head, forming a puddle of water drop by drop under his feet.

Ying Jiashu was sitting on the sofa, still propping his head up and looking at them with a slight smile, his brows were slightly frowned because of his exhaustion, his already fair face was even paler, but those light-colored eyes could catch people's attention. Xin Po, just watching them quietly, seemed to be able to gently pronounce death in the next second.

"Anyway, I am also a student under your hands who has no strength to restrain a chicken. Such eyes seem to eat me up."

The principal suddenly sneered, "I never thought that the son of the dignified Munan Group is actually a genetically modified second creation."

Ying Jiashu spread his hands indifferently, "What are you who are immobilized by the pheromone of the second creation? First-hand waste?"

Principal: "You!"

"Okay, I'm tired, I'll tell you what to do next. The first question, is the poppy field you suddenly established related to genetic modification?"

"Young Master Ying, if you frame me like this or persecute me like this, you are almost an adult and you can be held legally responsible!"

"That's my business, let's deal with yours first. Do you want me to ask it a second time?"

The air was quiet for 2 minutes before the headmaster struggled to speak, "...Yes."

"Second question, which company do you supply the poppy raw material for, Noel?"

"...No, it's an unlisted company."

Ying Jiashu frowned: "Name?"

"D."

"D?"

Ying Jiashu wrote it down silently, and then asked the third question, "You are my respected teacher, I heard from Ms. Shi that she received a lot of care from you before, so I think I should give you a little gift to express my heart. The third question is, are you ready?"

The principal didn't respond, "What?"

"It should be here soon, it won't take long to get here from Nanpeng Bay."

There was a knock on the door, and Director Zhang woke up suddenly. He wiped the sweat from his forehead in a panic, and hurried to open the door. The principal yelled, "Don't open!"

But it was already too late. Director Zhang opened the door subconsciously without shaking his hands in fright.

The person who appeared behind the door had a gentleman's smile on his face. Ying Jiashu sighed, took off the communication connector and couldn't support himself physically, and slowly leaned his head on the soft sofa.

Si Jiu pushed his glasses, and asked Zhou Qi, who was behind him, to see Ying Jiashu's situation first, and saved the information transmitted through the communication connector just now and sent it privately to the local police station.

"Young master, I didn't say that you need to risk yourself to do such a thing." Si Jiu smiled, but anyone could feel the murderous intent behind it.

Ying Jiashu accepted Zhou Qi's examination, she brought a few assistants this time, Ying Jiashu suppressed the painful panting, "Of course you didn't say, you are one of the people who know me best, and you know best what I will do. What, that's why you're here, isn't it? Where's my mother?"

"Madam hasn't settled the matter with Ying Bai for the time being, so I can't make it through for the time being."

Ying Jiashu nodded, "You can figure out the rest. Suide No. [-] Middle School is my mother's favorite place, and we absolutely don't allow them to exist."

Si Jiu bowed slightly, "Yes, young master."

When the headmaster was taken away, his face was ruthless like never before, "Ying Jiashu, do you think I am the only one with a poppy garden? You don't know there is a rose garden, right? If you touch me today, you will lose This clue is not as good as—"

Ying Jiashu: "No, just accept the silver bracelet I gave you. As for Rose Garden, it should also have business dealings with "D" company. The matter needs to be resolved one by one, and you should be settled first before we can go. Work out what's next. "

The principal yelled: "You act like you don't care about being genetically modified, but now you are checking his raw materials and are from the police station. To put it bluntly, you have actually hated yourself in your heart, right? Otherwise, what you did What's the point of everything!"

Ying Jiashu chuckled, "That's my business, let's deal with it at the end."

The principal felt unwilling, and while cursing Ying Jiashu to go to hell, he was taken away.

Director Zhang swallowed, and wanted to please him, so Ying Jiashu asked someone to bring Wang Xiaoli along.

Wang Xiaoli was still dressed in the same braised eggplant color scheme, and was forced to be dragged to the principal's office by Si Jiu's subordinates with an expression of reluctance. She just returned to school and didn't know about Ying Jiashu's return. Now she suddenly saw Ying Jiashu's portrait. When a pampered young master sat on the sofa and looked at her with a smile, his first reaction was that his readings had increased again. Otherwise, why would a person who had disappeared for a year suddenly reappear, and...

These scattered people stood apart, but they were all facing the same center—they were all facing Ying Jiashu.

"This...what is this for?!" Her sharp voice came, and Ying Jiashu covered her ears with foresight, and then greeted, "Hi, Teacher Wang, long time no see."

What else did Wang Xiaoli want to say, but Ying Jiashu didn't give her a chance, and cut straight to the point, "You and Director Zhang are husband and wife, but four years ago, you had a relationship with a freshman in the school. He Yangfeng set fire to a large oil drum, helped Qi Yutian cover up the facts afterwards, and personally created He Yang's current distorted personality. Also, when you were a teacher, you fell in love with your student Nian Xiaodu, In the end, she was expelled from the school for his own self-interest, and your husband, Director Zhang, knew all about these things, but he still allowed you to make money and power from Qi Yutian, and he didn't mind wearing a cuckold at all."

He was panting, frowning in pain, Zhou Qi hurriedly asked the assistants to move more slowly, Ying Jiashu took a breath for a few seconds, and then said, "It's not you that you look like now." As it should be, am I right?"

"Wang Xiao...no, it should be Ms. Lu Xiangrou."

Wang Xiaoli suddenly scratched his face and screamed, "You framed me! I want to see my lawyer!"

Ying Jiashu looked at her quietly, and he suddenly murmured, "You can't say that. Because Wen Feng's mother died a long time ago."

Wang Xiaoli, or Lu Xiangrou grabbed Director Zhang's collar like crazy, and his hands were wet with his sweat, "What did you say!? You told him? Otherwise, how would he know?"

Director Zhang tugged at her, "You are crazy! How could I say that, I don't even know how he knows!"

Ying Jiashu: "Ms. Lu, I don't know when you replaced Wen Feng's mother and Wen Feng didn't notice it at all, but paper can't cover fire, Si Jiu and the others just checked it out."

He said in a deep voice, "You are responsible for the transaction between Rose Garden and "D" company, I sometimes really don't understand what you adults are thinking, the fact of what you do is really disgusting. "

When Lu Xiangrou was taken away, she didn't struggle, as if she knew that this day would come sooner or later, she returned to Ying Jiashu's memory, looking at Ying Jiashu with drooping, gentle eyes, "I didn't expect that in the end it would be You. But I hope you don’t tell Xiaofeng that I killed her mother to replace his mother. For so many years, I have treated him as my own son. You have such strong investigative capabilities, you should Knowing that I'm infertile, so—"

Ying Jiashu: "It's very pitiful, I refuse."

Lu Xiangrou: "You... Forget it... Whatever you want, as long as you want to see him go crazy with mania, you can do whatever you want."

Ying Jiashu took a breath and sighed slowly, "That's my business."

Director Zhang was not so obedient, and struggled crazily until he was about to be taken away, "Let the fuck go, I basically didn't participate in what they did, why should they arrest me, logically speaking, I am also a victim !"

Ying Jiashu: "You keep saying that you want to cultivate the flowers of the motherland, but you have been allowing the wanton growth of weeds, and you are also one of the disorderly ones."

After everyone was taken away, Ying Jiashu finally breathed a sigh of relief, his body couldn't hold on anymore, and Chess collapsed.

Ying Jiashu's current mental state and physical state are much lower than the health value, Zhou Qi hurriedly injected him with nutritional injections, fearing that the young master would not slow down and explain to him here.

There are many sequelae of genetic modification. What Zhou Qi is most worried about is Ying Jiashu’s current state. He can take care of himself, but his body needs a lot of sleep to maintain his body’s functioning. Commonly speaking, Ying Jiashu’s current body will recover. During the period, charge the point for two hours and run for 5 minutes. Once you don't take a good rest, it will be forced to shut down.

Just when Ying Jiashu was about to fall asleep, there was a sound of a cracked door, and Si Jiu immediately led someone to stand in front of Ying Jiashu to block it.

Then, a female voice came, "Si Jiu, I didn't expect you to be alive!"

Ying Jiashu couldn't see what was going on, so he just heard Si Jiu lazily say, "Ms. Xiao, I didn't expect that I put you in the ice cellar of the polar glacier and couldn't freeze you to death. Your vitality is so tenacious. It's almost like—disgusting cockroach."

Xiao Zhizhi also brought a lot of people. She looked around and found Ying Jiashu's existence. She greeted Ying Jiashu with a smile, then took out a knife and cut an apple with a smile and threw it to Ying Jiashu, "Hi, little Lover, do you mind if I borrow someone from you to go out and have a chat?"

Zhou Qi took the apple and threw it into the trash can next to it without thinking.

Xiao Zhizhi shrugged, "I have so many rivals in love."

Si Jiu turned around and looked at Ying Jiashu, "Master, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble for you, can I go out to have a heart-to-heart talk with this lady?"

Ying Jiashu nodded and said softly, "You can go to a place far away from the urban area. By the way, take your people away. Zhou Qi is enough here."

Si Jiu originally wanted to refuse, but Ying Jiashu explained that he was afraid that Si Jiu would not be able to do Xiao Zhizhi's job, and that there were so many of them that they would not be ashamed to do it, so he took them away during persuasion.

After Si Jiu and Xiao Zhizhi left.Ying Jiashu felt that his head couldn't process any more information anyway, such as why Xiao Zhizhi, who had misunderstood him as Wen Feng's little girlfriend, was related to Si Jiu, and why did Xiao Zhizhi appear suddenly?

So is Wen Feng there?

He fell asleep again, and Zhou Qi quickly checked his physical condition, and he was relieved when he found that it was just a normal physiological reaction, "You are really good at building, I said, there is no sign of "bloody blood" after such a long time , keep on keep on keep-"

There was a boy who hadn't stepped into the office. He silently glanced affectionately at the person lying down outside the door. The next second, the mania in his heart swept his whole brain and his whole body. He hurried to the toilet, trembling. He opened the manic suppressant with both hands, and then slammed it into his mouth against the mouth of the bottle. The sound of the pill being crushed by his teeth and the sound of painful depression resounded through the compartment.

"Wen Feng..." Zhou Qi was about to give Ying Jiashu a nutritional drip, when he heard Ying Jiashu's words suddenly, he rolled his eyes helplessly, but his hands were gentle.

The teenager in the toilet collapsed beside the toilet, his hands drooping weakly, his eyes closed tightly, and under the sunlight shining through the toilet window, he was dreaming a sober and sinking dream.

The author says:

Under the light of a desk lamp, a certain author is having a sober and painful dream (bushi);

It should be over in a few chapters, go ahead!To be honest, I am afraid that you will be driven away by my weird logic orz;

Thank you for not giving up! mua——