The open and secret battle between Moretti and Lydia is unaware. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But he could clearly feel that his situation had improved a lot since he showed his superhuman memory. At the very least, he will never be stopped by the police in and out of his hospital room. And Moretti, who had always treated him like a suspect, was nowhere to be seen.

Out of curiosity, during lunch on this day, Zongheng asked Lydia, "I haven't seen Agent Moretti for the past two days, has she finally dropped the charges against me?" ”

Lydia smiled ambiguously, "What? It's only been two days since I saw her, and you miss her? ”

With more than 30 years of life experience and a new ability to learn, he didn't know how to deal with Lydia's problem. Although most of the women in the Tang Dynasty are heroic, and there are even women who don't let them shave their eyebrows, they have never been met by people like Lydia who make jokes unscrupulously.

Seeing the vertical and horizontal speech, Lydia smiled brighter and brighter, and she teased: "I didn't expect that our Nemo is not only a genius, but also an amorous seed. It's just a kiss

？ Don't worry, that woman Moretti won't take it to heart. ”

"Lydia!" Zong Zong sighed heavily, "Did the doctor say your head is really fine?" ”

"What?!"

"Why do you like to joke with me like this so much? Do you really want to pair me and Moretti? Don't forget, I'm only twelve. Under U.S. law, is this considered sexual harassment? ”

The word "sexual harassment" is still seen in the dictionary, and he can be regarded as using it lively.

“……”

This time, it was Lydia's turn to be speechless. She was not frightened by the word "sexual harassment", but reminded her of it. Somehow, these days she always forgets the fact that Zongheng is only twelve years old, so she unconsciously says a lot of excessive things.

Was it because of the relationship that night? Lydia remembered the feeling of being hugged tightly by Zongheng when she went to bed the night she first came home, and her face unconsciously burned a little.

Although Zongheng does not have the ability to see through people's hearts, the most basic observation of words and colors is still possible. Seeing Lydia blushing, he immediately took advantage of the victory and pursued, "Why are you blushing?" What a suspicion! You can't have any intentions for me, do you? ”

Lydia's heart skipped a beat, jumping three feet high like a cat with its tail stepped on, and she defended in a panic: "How is it possible?!" You little devil is so narcissistic! ”

Just when the two were arguing, Sheriff Jack, who had not been seen for a long time, suddenly came.

He knocked on the door and walked in with an ugly face.

As if she had seen a savior, Lydia hurriedly greeted him, "Jack! What are you doing here...... What happened? ”

Jack's expression made Lydia realize that he must not have brought good news this time.

Jack pinched the brim of his police hat and said, "Lydia...... There's one thing you have to know......"

"What's the matter? Tell me! Lydia's heart tugged in her throat.

Jack hesitated for a while, but finally made up his mind: "This morning, your father ...... Professor James was attacked by a student in class......"

"Oh! No! How is he? Hurt? Where are you now? Lydia was so confused that she nearly fell out of her chair.

Zongheng rushed over to support her, and said calmly: "Sheriff Woolf, since the attack happened in the morning, and Lydia has not received any news from the school so far, it means that Professor James must be safe, right?" ”

"Jack! Is that so? Lydia looked at Jack with hope, as if grasping at a lifeline.

Jack scratched his hair, "There was a student who threw an egg at Professor James during his class and handed out some flyers on the spot, causing a lot of chaos in the scene. Some students called the police. When we arrived, the doctor was examining the professor. He was not injured, but was clearly somewhat frightened. ”

Lydia nervously listened to Jack's briefing and let out a long sigh of relief. She wondered, "Why hasn't anyone contacted me this morning to tell me about this?" ”

Zongheng feels that Lydia's words have a serious language problem, isn't Sheriff Jack human?

But neither Jack nor Lydia apparently cares about it. Jack replied, "The school is going to deal with this student seriously, but the professor doesn't think it's too big a fuss, and asks the school and the police not to publicize this matter." I don't think he wanted to pursue the student. But I think I should tell you about it as soon as possible. ”

With that, Jack pulled out a squared piece of paper from his trouser pocket and handed it to Lydia.

The piece of paper should be the flyer that Jack was talking about, and when Lydia opened it, it was exactly what it was.

The contents of the leaflet are very simple, the top half is printed with a photo of James Lee, and the bottom half is printed with two large Chinese characters - "traitor".

Obviously, this was a ridiculous attack on James alone.

"Who is that guy? Why did he do it? Lydia's face turned red with anger, and the leaflet she was holding in her hand was deformed.

"According to the results of our preliminary interrogation, the other party is an international student who just came from Chinese mainland last year. Because Professor James failed his class last semester, he has always been deeply cherished. Plus there was some incitement online......"

"Incitement on the Internet? What is it? Lydia immediately became alarmed.

is a post posted on the Midwood Community and College BBS. It was written in Chinese, I couldn't read it, but it was already printed. Jack pulled out a few more pieces of paper from his trouser pocket.

Zongheng suddenly felt that Jack was a very interesting person. James's matter, he could have informed Lydia with a phone call, but he had to come by himself. He could have taken out these things at once, but he had to divide them twice. Is a sheriff so idle? I'm afraid this kid is drunk and not in the bar?

His eyes rolled, his gaze wandering between Jack and Lydia. Lydia looked intently at the contents of the sheets, not paying attention to her gaze. Only Jack was distracted by the vertical and horizontal gaze, and his gaze wandered.

Lydia quickly read all the contents of these pieces of paper, slapped them on the table viciously, and scolded, "Is this guy who posted this post with poop in his head?!" ”

Zongheng took the paper and looked at it one by one.

The post, written in Chinese, filed the following complaint against Professor James:

1. James, as a Chinese, is still a Chinese from Han nationality, but there is no name that meets this identity, only the Western name James.

2. James is quite famous in the field of history, as a tenured professor at Midwood College, an Ivy League school, but he is dedicated to the study of American history, and does not put his academic ability into the study of Chinese history, let alone contribute to the dissemination of China's great history and culture.

3. James is Chinese, but he married a white woman and had three children, none of whom had a Chinese name.

Fourth, James is Chinese, but he never contributes to the cause of the Chinese. As long as the students from China take his classes, they are all trembling, lest they fail the course. Some international students have to work long hours in order to make up for their living expenses, so that their academic performance is a little unsatisfactory, and he never shows mercy in front of his fellow Chinese.

To sum up, the owner of the post labeled James a big "traitor", and at the same time called on all Chinese and Chinese students living in Midwood to stand up against James and kick him out of Midwood College, even Midwood.

Because the post is written in Chinese, the messages under the post are of course mostly in Chinese. What surprised Zongheng was that it was such a shit-like stinky post, and there were still people waving flags to echo it.

Although in the total number of more than 100 replies, such people only account for more than a third, it is enough to sting the eyes of the vertical and horizontal.

No wonder Lydia was so angry.

She glared at Jack viciously and asked, "Is that guy still at your police station?" ”

Jack nodded.

"He wrote this post?"

"It's not. According to him, the post appeared on BBS out of nowhere the night before. After reading this post, he thought of his failing grades in American history last year, and made this on impulse. ”

"And now this post is still there?"

"It's still there."

Lydia snatched the paper from her hand, looked at the URL on it, and pulled out her phone.

"Hey! Spencer! I'm Lydia Elizabeth Lee. There's something I want to trouble you...... Your phone number? From Mueller, of course...... I want you to look up a post for me and see who made it. Lydia recounted the URL, "...... Good! I made a note of it. I owe you a favor...... Got it! I'm not going to talk to Moretti...... Thank you! When I come, we can have lunch together. Bye! ”

Hanging up, Lydia turned to Jack and asked, "The IP address from which the post was sent is on the second floor of 98 Lockwood Road, West End, Midwood." Do you know where? ”

When Jack heard this address, he was immediately stunned, and then showed a strange expression.

"Yes." "It's a Chinese restaurant. The second floor is the owner's residence. And the proprietors are the old lady family who asked you to intercede in the hospital a few days ago. ”

"Huh?!" Lydia was dumbfounded, "Why are they doing this?" ”

Jack also said it was incredible.

In the end, Zongheng solved their doubts.

"What's so incredible about that? You wouldn't help that day, so they tried to get revenge on you! ”

"Just for this?!" Lydia seemed to hear something fantastical.