Chapter 830: Too Good at Causing Trouble (5)

Rest assured, our school's dormitory is still very good. Wang Sheng smiled and stepped aside, and made a gesture of invitation to Wu Mei and Liu Jun, "You can also order food in the cafeteria, and you can find me if you need anything." ”

Wu Mei and Liu Jun glanced at each other and accepted helplessly.

There is no way, who made the two of them unlucky, walking in the corridor and meeting Tian Yixing who was assigned a task.

"Let's go. Mo Wenxiao glanced at Carambola Creek and walked ahead first.

Carambola Creek followed quietly.

This delay has affected the candidates inside.

She doesn't want to be the target of others who don't pass the test and shirk responsibility.

This time, instead of being sent back to the utility room of the big cafeteria, Carambola Creek was arranged to Wang Sheng's dormitory.

Wang Sheng's treatment is good, and he is assigned a two-bedroom house, but he usually goes home to live more, and the furnishings here are all simple.

Mo Wenxiao designated Xia Zehuan to accompany him here.

Wu Mei and Liu Jun both thought that Xia Zehuan was also Mo Wenxiao's person, so they didn't ask much.

Carambola Creek and Wu Mei live in one room, and Liu Jun and Xia Zehuan live in one room.

Mo Wenxiao used the excuse that he needed Carambola Creek to cooperate with the investigation, and called her into the house alone.

Xia Zehuan pretended to be a recorder.

Wang Sheng went to entertain Wu Mei and Liu Jun, and the three went to another room.

"Team Mo, you are so busy, how can you take on such a case?" asked Carambola Xi suspiciously as soon as she entered the house.

You know, Mo Wenxiao and the others are not ordinary cases, what is she doing here?

Unless, something happens outside.

"In the morning, there were stampedes of varying degrees outside the No. 2 Middle School and No. 4 Middle School, which almost delayed hundreds of candidates from entering the examination room, and we also found out that among the people outside the school, there were several escaped killers, you say, can such a case have nothing to do with us?"

Mo Wenxiao said a little angrily.

He was finally busy with the business at hand, and was about to take a two-day vacation, but he was in the soup again.

"Huh?" Carambola Creek was stunned, "Someone died?"

"Uh-huh. Mo Wenxiao nodded.

Carambola Creek opened her mouth and closed it again, feeling a little depressed.

She's just a little person, she just wants to get into college, that's all.

"Don't think too much about it, it's none of your business. ”

Seeing this, Mo Wenxiao explained.

"I'm here to ask you about Bai Xiao, he made a mistake last night, which caused a mistake in their actions, and the above punished him, but he refused to say the reason, I heard Xue Huan say just now, you gave him medicine?"

"......" Carambola looked at Mo Wenxiao unexpectedly, "You said, Bai Xiao had a mission last night?"

"That's right, and it's a joint mission with Chosejo. Mo Wenxiao nodded, staring at Carambola Creek, and his tone was serious, "This is my main purpose in looking for you, you'd better tell me the truth, otherwise you'll ......"

"Will it affect Brother Xia?" a thought flashed through Carambola's heart.

Bai Xiao and Xia Zecheng have always been opponents, but this time they joined forces, but Bai Xiao took the sleeping pills she gave and missed something...... Oh my God, what kind of machinations do those conspirators come up with?

"The impact is for sure. Mo Wenxiao nodded again, his eyes were full of disgust, "I said, you're too good at causing trouble, aren't you?"

"I didn't invite it!" Carambola Xi retorted dissatisfiedly, "I don't believe you asked Zehuan." ”

"It was indeed the madman who brought it upon himself. Xia Zehuan nodded to the side to testify.

"What are you carrying a sleeping pill for?" Mo Wenxiao ignored Xia Zehuan, only stared at Carambola Creek and asked again.

He found that the recent succession of busyness was all because of this little girl.

If this continues, she must stab the sky!

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