"Hey! I'm not to blame for that! Zongheng hurriedly shouted for himself, "That homeless man the morning before yesterday was not my opponent at all, I could have solved it by myself, who would have thought that you would be sideways in the middle......"

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"It's you who keep talking! I haven't had a chance to explain, okay? ”

"You! Hum! Yuan Yi was so angry that her two ponytails were about to stand up, and she snorted heavily, and sped up her pace angrily, widening the distance between her and Zongheng.

Zongheng shouted from behind: "Hey! Aren't you going to school with me? ”

"You go to die!" Yuan Yi turned his back to him and made a fist movement with his thumb between his index and middle fingers. This action is the same as raising the middle finger, which represents a word that starts with F and ends with K.

Seeing that Yuan Yi was angry with himself, Zongheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. He had wanted to ask Yuan Yi what he was waiting for him at his door early in the morning, but now it seemed that he had no chance to ask—at least not today.

Yuan Yi rushed to the front alone, and after a long time of not seeing Zongheng catching up, he suddenly felt aggrieved.

"Stinky guy! Scoundrel! She muttered bad things in her mouth, "Obviously a kung fu master, but she pretends to be weak!" Swindler! ”

She turned a corner, took the opportunity to peek behind her, and saw that Zongheng did not chase her, and felt more and more aggrieved: "I deliberately waited at the gate for so long in order to tell him the news!" Hum! You deserve not to know! ”

……

As soon as he arrived at the school, he immediately found that he had become a celebrity.

But this reputation doesn't seem to be a good one. Because from the moment he stepped into the school gate, almost everyone he met would point at him and talk about something in a dodgy way. It looked like there was something dirty on him.

Zongheng thought it was very strange. It stands to reason that he rescued the black security guard under Shekou yesterday and killed the cobra, not to mention that he should be loved by the whole school, at least he should be welcomed quite warmly. But what is the situation now?

What made him even more strange was that he had seen Harry and his two henchmen on campus. Harry was still as arrogant as the day before yesterday, but his eyes were a little more resentful and hateful.

"What's going on?" Zongheng thought to himself, "Haven't the police found his head yet?" ”

During recess, he pulled Connor to a secluded spot and asked why.

"You don't know?" Connor said with a look of surprise.

"Know what?" Zongheng suddenly felt bad.

"Last night, a post appeared on our school's BBS about you."

"Posts?" As soon as he heard this word, he felt that it was not a good thing. Since the Zhao family used BBS to slander Lydia's family when they were in Midwood, Zongheng has lacked trust in a virtual community like BBS.

As if to confirm Zongheng's idea, Connor said: "Last night, a post appeared on the school's BBS, and it was quickly pushed to the top. The post cites part of the results of yesterday's police investigation and writes some speculations......"

Zongheng heard that Connor's tone was a little strange, and combined with the strange attitude of his classmates towards him today, Zongheng even thought with his toes, and knew that the content of the post was not good for him. He asked in a deep voice, "Tell me the details." ”

"The post said that the police checked the cobra yesterday," Connor said. It was found that the fangs of the cobra had long been pulled out. In other words, in addition to its scary appearance, the snake could not cause harm to people at all. In addition, since the police have not found out who stuffed the snake into your bag, the poster speculated that yesterday's incident may have been a play arranged by yourself, in order to make a name for yourself in the school and blackmail the school for compensation. ”

"Humph! Is it? I said that as soon as I entered the school gate today, the atmosphere was not right! Zongheng snorted coldly, "How many people in the school believe this kind of unsubstantiated words?" ”

"I don't know how many people believe from the bottom of my heart. But I don't think there will be fewer people who are skeptical, or who hope that this is true. Because the poster uploaded part of the police investigation report in the post, as well as a photocopy of the draft agreement signed between your family and the school board. ”

Zongheng's brows suddenly wrinkled together: "The poster's energy is so big? Can you even get these things? ”

"Who knows?" "To get these things, the poster has to have strong connections with the police and the school board," Connor said. ”

Harry! This disgusting name suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. I can't think of anyone else who would do that but him.

From the outset, he never doubted Snape or any school board member other than Harry's father, Jaime Evans. While they have the ability to do it, they can't do it at all. After all, there is such an incident in the school, which has too much impact on the reputation of the school, and it is too late for them to cover the lid to eliminate the impact, where will there be extraneous branches?

This is a childish method that no one else can do except Harry, who is not very good-looking.

……

As soon as the day's classes were over, Zongheng hurried home and called Lydia to ask her to go home as soon as possible after work.

Lydia didn't know what was going on, but she didn't have much work to do that day, and it was early to get home.

As soon as she got home, Lydia was pulled into her room.

Just when Lydia thought that Zongheng was eating the marrow and was about to spend time with Hannah before she went home, Zongheng asked, "Lydia, do you know where James Evans' home is?" I'd like to visit him tonight. ”

Zongheng deliberately said the word "visit" very specially, so that people knew that this was not a normal "visit" at first hearing.

"Why? What do you want to do? Lydia was stunned.

Zongheng told Lydia what he saw and heard at school today, and told Lydia all his assumptions.

Lydia listened to Zongheng's narration with a calm face, and said, "You wait a while, I'll make a few phone calls to verify." ”

Half an hour later, Lydia returned to her room and said, "I asked Spencer (the Internet expert who appeared in the conversation in Chapter 24 to help Lydia investigate the IP address of the rumor-mongering post in the Midwood community) to check it, and the IP address of the person who posted the post is in the Jaime Evans family's estate. As you might have assumed, the poster was Harry Evans. In addition, the police investigation seems to have been hindered by some forces, and apart from confirming that the snake's fangs had been removed beforehand, the investigation has not been able to produce any results for the time being. Judging from the current clues, it is very likely that James Evans is behind the use of his power and connections as a state legislature. He probably didn't want his son to leave a criminal record! ”

Zongheng sneered: "This father and son seem to be in love with me." This is forcing me to make a move! ”

Lydia was shocked: "You don't want to kill again, do you?" Don't! At this time, anyone knows that you are the ghost. The goal is too obvious! ”

"Where am I so stupid?" "Since James Evans is using his status as a state legislator to play tricks behind his back, then I simply can't let his legislator do it." Let's see what else he can do after losing this protective color. He relied on the support of the Lukese family to become a state legislator, and I don't believe it, there is no evidence of his collusion with the Lukese family in his family. ”

"You want to infiltrate his house and find out the evidence?"

……

The Evans family's mansion is located on the outskirts of Chicago in a large wetland on the shores of Lake Michigan.

Instead of approaching Evans' mansion by land, Zongheng and Lydia rented a small boat and slowly approached Lake Michigan under the cover of night.

They found a small hidden bay by the lake, tied up the boat, and the two jumped ashore, shone their flashlights on the compass, and went into the woods along the lakeside.

About a quarter of a mile west of the boat, the two men came across a fence: six feet high, with barbed wire wrapped around it. Zongheng and Lydia retreated into the woods and climbed a tall tree.

There were puffy clouds in the sky, the moon appeared and disappeared, and beyond the fence was a slowly rising open field. According to information obtained by Lydia, the Evans Mansion is guarded in two ways: security guards patrolling along the fence and fixed surveillance cameras installed in key areas.

They have been informed of the exact location of the surveillance cameras, and with a little patience and vigilance, both of these guards can be evaded.

Seeing the terrain behind the fence, Zongheng and Lydia descended from the tree and returned to the front of the fence. They crouched behind a bush and waited.

They need to figure out when the patrolling security guards pass by the location. If they hadn't walked in half an hour, they would have to spend another hour in the wet bush. If they're lucky, the security guards will walk by quickly. Judging from the size of the manor, it is estimated that it will take them one and a half and two hours to patrol a circle.

Lucky for Zongheng and Lydia, just after ten o'clock they heard footsteps, and the three of them strode over the inside of the fence.

Five minutes later, Zongheng and Lydia crossed the barbed wire.

According to prior investigations, they bypassed several areas monitored by surveillance cameras. They did not use flashlights, but kept them as close as possible to the mounds and woods, and avoided walking on high places, lest the moon suddenly appeared to illuminate him. The land is a mix of black, grey and silver. The ground beneath your feet is a little watery, like a wetland puddle near the shore of a lake. In front of them there was a fox that crossed by, swift as a grey hound, and graceful as a cat.