The next day, Hu Peng was also ready to send the new teacher training lesson plan for that week to Guan Mei, who knew that Guan Mei replied coldly in WeChat, "The new teacher training will be in charge of Li Ziliang, a teacher from Yuchuan Experimental Primary School from this week." ”

This message looks like an all-staff notification~

Hu Peng edited a message and wanted to send it to Guan Mei, but after thinking about it, he deleted it, maybe he did something wrong.

Thinking of this, Hu Peng read the lesson plan again, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong, after the new teacher training class two weeks ago, Guan Mei also praised him, saying that he performed well, and specially mentioned that this training can give him a ticket. Guan Mei also winked at Hu Peng, who felt that he should be able to win the honor of outstanding young teacher.

is not only Guan Mei's attitude, but Principal Huang Junyao, who is in charge of teaching, also hinted that although something happened to Far North, Hu Peng's participation in the selection of outstanding young teachers this time can be regarded as earning a lot of face for Far North.

Hu Peng opened the online selection applet just for a glance, and the votes~ There is no need to compare the votes now, he is already ahead of more than 20,000.

This week is the time for the results, and the final results may already be known, but they will not be announced until next week.

But Guan Mei's attitude is really a little strange.

Doesn't it need to be talked to Hu Peng in advance about such a thing as a temporary change of assistant teacher? He even had a lesson plan ready.

At noon, Hu Peng met the principal in the cafeteria, and just wanted to say hello, but the principal seemed to deliberately turn around and walk away.

On Tuesday night, Hu Peng lay on the sofa, from the stand, and opened the reading software to read for a while, usually on Tuesday night, someone will always ask some questions such as this week's homework in the new teacher training group, and today it is like a dead group, no one speaks.

Hu Peng felt inexplicably irritable, because the world was too quiet, and he felt very panicked.

He sent a message to Li Nan, but after ten minutes, there was still no reply, and then he remembered that Li Nan might be in Europe or something, and there was a time difference between the two.

Hu Peng looked at the time and guessed that Li Nan might be sleeping, and it was normal not to reply to messages.

The biggest trouble in a person's life is this loneliness, and once the world is quiet, silence becomes the loudest noise.

Suddenly, Hu Peng began to worry again.

Since calling the police, the fear of suspecting that the door was not locked has basically disappeared from Hu Peng's world, but now, a strange thought suddenly broke into Hu Peng's mind.

Could it be that there have been thieves in the room all the time?

This idea is outrageous, the door is locked, and there is no sign of the window being opened, how can there be a thief coming in.

But there was no way to prove that no thieves had entered.

He can go to the living room and sit for a while, then rest in the bedroom, or even take a shower in the bathroom, but he can erase all traces.

Isn't Li Nan able to do it, that guy can keep everything the same for a few years, even if it is the angle of a hair or a sitting mark on the sofa, a person like Li Nan can keep it the same way in the slightest.

Still, he was moving in that space.

Oh, my God~

Hu Peng's head is about to explode, and it is easier to explode than when he first appeared obsessed with locking the door.

At that time, he was still curious, why he always worried that the door was not locked, whether there was a problem with his memory.

For the matter of repeatedly checking and locking the door, he is also interested in finding countermeasures, such as buying three cameras after listening to Mu Chun's words and aiming them at every corner of the house, or asking the police to come to the door to take a look, and let Li Nan help pay attention.

But now, Hu Peng has become impatient, he doesn't even want to think about this kind of boring question for a minute, but he doesn't want to let go of him for half a minute.

Hu Peng nestled in the sofa, but his mind turned the room inside and out several times.

If the thief is careful enough not to leave a trace, and I'm not the type of person who pays attention to detail all day long and doesn't come home to see if things are where they are.

Even if everything is in its original place, it doesn't prove that it wasn't the thief who came in and put it back in its place.

If you have to, it's not impossible.

Speaking of which, it seems that the book under the coffee table is reversed, and it should be with the cover facing up, how can this book be with the back cover facing up?

Thinking of this, Hu Peng jumped up, and his mind flashed a lot of scenes from the spies, what to turn off all and so on to check the dust pattern with a flashlight, and sprinkle a handful of flour at the door to see if anyone had come in.

These methods may seem clumsy and even a little unsophisticated, but just as technology is advanced and someone will always buy a magnifying glass, clumsy and mechanical methods are always useful.

Hu Peng turned off the lights in the living room, closed the bedroom door again, tightened the balcony curtains, and closed the sliding door of the dining room.

After reaching out and seeing the five fingers, Hu Peng crawled on the ground, took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight mode, and read the book "Moonlight Twinkle" under the coffee table for a long time, which made Hu Peng a little happier that the back cover of the book was black, and under the light of the white flashlight, the dust on the surface of the black cover was clearer.

As long as the dust is evenly distributed, it means that no one has touched it.

I haven't read this book for more than a month, because it is a new book published by a teacher in the teaching and research group this year, so I gave everyone a copy, Hu Peng unpacked the package, asked a colleague to sign it, and then read part of it and put it on the coffee table casually, and I didn't think about reading it when I was busy writing lesson plans recently.

It is impossible to do without dust.

Before Hu Peng could rejoice in his wit for a few seconds, a uniform piece of dust was so dense from top to bottom that it was really comfortable to look at. However, when he reached two-thirds of the way, the black back cover was suddenly missing, and Hu Peng saw a pink waist seal in front of him.

It reads on the waist band

Pink waist seal, green Chinese characters, the dust on it, I can't see it clearly.

Desperation is like finding a rat's nest out of paper towels behind a bookcase.

Hu Peng was angry and brainy, and felt more and more that someone must have come to the house.

Finally getting up from the ground, Hu Peng turned on the lights in the room again, thought about it and turned off all the lights, since there was no clear result from checking the book, let's check more places, the dust under the coffee table, the hair falling from the carpet, and maybe the hair of a thief on the bed.

Early on Wednesday morning, Mu Chun was just sitting in the hospital for two hours and was going to work for Lao Qian, but he didn't expect to be lucky enough to usher in the first guest patient at eight o'clock.