Almost at the same time, three young men wearing sunglasses, a mid-length black down jacket and black leather boots walked out of Guanghai Airport.

All three of them are uniformly dressed, but their hairstyles are distinctive. The oldest has a brownish-red dyed hair, and the longest hair, with a leather band tied at the back of the head, looks like an artist. The middle age retains the original color of the hair, and it is pitch black and is a board head. The youngest has dyed his hair gray and wears earrings, which makes him look undecent.

The three of them got out of the airport and got into a taxi. In about 20 minutes, the taxi took the three people to the gate of a private aristocratic school.

"Boss," the middle-aged Ban Cuntou said to his long hair, "Is all the information accurate?"

"I've checked it several times and there's absolutely no problem. The long-haired youth said.

"Then I'm in. ”

"Be careful. Long Hair commanded.

Itachi made an OK gesture and walked towards the school gate. After a few words of communication with the security guard at the gate, Ban Cuntou entered the campus, and then entered the teaching area.

There are three buildings in the teaching area, the south building and the north building, and the office building connecting the south building and the north building.

Ban Cuntou hurriedly entered the lobby of the office building, turned right up the stairs, and went straight to the third floor.

The third floor is the 8th grade teaching area. From the north and south sides, the sound of the teacher giving a lesson was heard.

Ban Cuntou walked straight into the English teacher's office.

The English teacher's office is the size of half a classroom, but it still looks very crowded. There are more than a dozen desks in two rows. On the desk, on the floor, in the kitchen, there are teacher's books or student materials.

"Is the head teacher of Class 84 here?" asked Ban Cuntou very politely.

A male teacher with half-gray hair raised his head, "I am, which classmate's parent are you?"

"I'm not a parent, I'm here to pass the word," Ban Cuntou said quickly, "A middle-aged woman has been in a car accident, and the situation is very serious. said that her son was in class 84 and that she wanted to see her son. ”

"What's your name?"

"It's called Xia Hongjun. Is it a student in your class?"

"Yes, yes. I'll take you to him. The male teacher left his position and walked quickly out of the office.

Ban Cuntou followed behind the male teacher, and soon arrived at the door of Class 84 classroom. The male teacher called out a male student from the classroom.

This is Xia Hongjun. Tell him. ”

"Do you have anything to do with me, uncle?" asked the male student politely.

"Your mom was in a car accident and she wants to see you. Ban Cuntou said anxiously.

"Where's the car accident, my mother?" the male student was stunned.

"It's on Jingjin Road, near Walmart supermarket. ”

"That can't be, you must be mistaken. My mother has been out for two days, and she only returned to Guanghai this afternoon. ”

"That's right. It's already afternoon. ”

The male student glanced at Bancun, "Uncle, my mother and I talked on the phone at noon, and the car she was in arrived at 4:50." ”

"Is it by bullet train or long-distance bus?"

Both the male student and the male teacher looked at the board in amazement.

"Oh, I just want to check it out. "If that's the case, then it's a big trouble." The woman made it clear to me that her son's name was Xia Hongjun. ”

"Could it be homonyms?" prompted the half-white-haired male teacher.

"He told me that it was the wild goose and the horse of the horse. ”

"I'll just say you're mistaken. I am a grand grandiose, a handsome handsome. Teacher, I'm in. The male student turned and walked into the classroom.

"I was mistaken. I'll go back and ask for clarification. Damn, I'm afraid it's too late. Ban Cuntou hurriedly left.

The male teacher froze in place and said to himself: "He clearly said that he was from Class 84." Isn't there just one Xia Hongjun in Class 84? What's going on?"

......

On the avenue outside the fence on the north side of the private aristocratic school, a taxi came rushing forward, and this taxi suddenly braked urgently a hundred meters from the intersection that turned to the main gate.

"What are you doing? You want me to be fast, and now you want me to brake hard. The taxi driver complained.

"If you are long-winded, I will let you eat the knife!" scolded a short, stocky man. He threw 50 yuan at the driver.

"Don't scare the master, cow egg. Let's get off. Deputy Guo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said.

"He's underwhelmed!" the man, nicknamed Niu Egg, still cursed, before getting out of the car behind the other two people sitting in the back seat.

As soon as the four of them got out of the car, they quickly flashed behind a camphor tree.

"Vice President Guo is really two people from Qi Dagen. The nickname artist with long hair, the nickname of Grandma Gray, is a sissy. A tall young man said. This person was born with yellow hair, hence the nickname Huang Mao.

"How could these two people be here?" said Vice President Guo in confusion.

"Could it be that he has the same purpose as us?" said another youth. The young man was of medium height, as strong as an ox's egg. Because his skin is very dark, he has a nickname called Negro.

"I thought so too. Cow Egg chimed in. "What are they doing here?

"Don't talk nonsense," said Guo, "black man, you touch the side, get as close as you can to the artist and the sissy and listen to what they are talking about." ”

"Good. The black man put on his sunglasses, rolled up his collar, and walked away with his head bowed.

"What about us, aren't we going to transfer Xia Weixin's son Xia Hongjun?" asked Huang Mao.

"If they have the same purpose as ours, it's too late for us to go now. It's not too late to expose us. Wait for the call of the black man. Vice President Guo said.

......

Itachi trotted out of the school gates, and then ran towards his fellow artists and sissies.

"Is the news coming out?" asked Long Hair.

"It's called out. Zheng Yanli has been out for two days, she talked to her son on the phone at noon, and arrived in Guanghai at 4:50 in the afternoon. "It's quite excited. In this way, it can be determined that the special person Cao Zhengxuan saw was Zheng Yanli. ”

"Four-fifty?" Long-haired looked at the phone, "It's two-fifty." There are still two hours left. ”

"Did you figure out if you were going to take the train or the shuttle?" asked the sissy.

"I just asked that question and almost showed my fill. I deduced it should be by train. ”

"You can't infer it. The fucking information has to be accurate. Guanghai is a long-distance bus station, a railway station, we have time to find out the information. The artist said.

"Not bad. Boss, you hurry up and contact Mr. Qi to clarify the next action goals. "Sissy said.

"Let's evacuate first. ”