Therefore, Xueba and normal people are two completely different creatures, and in these few short sentences, Harry Quinn immediately came to this conclusion.

The person who can talk to old Joey and give him advice, and she doesn't dare to show up, and wants to get the key to the archives, except for Ziliang, she can't think of another person for the time being.

Since Quinn shouted like this, there was no need for Ziliang to pretend anymore, and soon, he walked down from another corner of the stairs.

"Hey, long time no see." Ziliang said hello awkwardly.

Quinn looked at him, shook his head and smiled, "So, you're going to get the key here, and then run upstairs to check on Shirley. Birkin's admission file? As long as you find evidence, you can prove that you are not crazy, right? ”

Ziliang was not too surprised that Quinn had deduced his plan so quickly, he knew that he couldn't hide it from the other party, so he asked Old Joey to find a pig to watch her, as long as half an hour, no, just 20 minutes.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to care so much about Shirley's identity, but have you ever thought about it, in fact, now, it doesn't matter who Shirley is." Quinn continued.

Ziliang nodded helplessly: "Yes, now all the fingers are pointed at me, I suspect that someone wants to frame me, all this is a bureau, but I don't know why"

Quinn looked at Ziliang quietly, and after a few seconds: "Okay, I'll help you find it"

"Huh?" This time, it was Ziliang's turn to be stunned.

"Okay, I know it's a little strange that someone who sent you to a mental hospital with his own hands suddenly wants to help you, but I really wanted it for your own good, and since reading the book called "The Asylum of All Worlds", you feel like a different person." Quinn said lightly: "I remember that you were very sloppy before, and you smoked all day, but recently, you have become very clean, do not smoke, do not drink, and have begun to pay attention to your hairstyle, so I have to doubt you."

"I used to smoke?" Ziliang was extremely surprised and asked, "This is impossible!" ”

"yes, so I want to find out what the hell is going on, if that Shirley is really fake, then I don't want someone I don't know to stay with me all day, now I propose that we hurry up and go to the archives, so let this pig stay away from me, okay?"

"Okay Peg, come here." Old Joey clapped his hands and motioned for the pig to come back.

"Epege?"

"Well, I just named it, how about it, it's a good fit."

Ziliang and Quinn were silent for a moment: "Well, it's also suitable to change a pig, forget it, let's hurry up." ”

With that, the group of three walked down the stairs to the archives on the upper floor.

Therefore, in the world shrouded by Bill X, the security measures are really weak, and there are no security personnel in places like mental hospitals, let alone in teaching buildings.

So soon, several people came to the archives. With the key, the door was naturally out of the question, and Quinn smoothly pushed open the door of the archive room, and then, in front of a row of shelves. "All the admission reports of the past years are here, and the results of each ability test are attached to the back, if you want to find someone, this is the most convenient place." Quinn said.

Well, it seems that Ziliang's intention to find the man named Hannibal was also seen through by Quinn.

Ziliang looked at the shelves, which were like bookshelves in a library, side by side against the wall, arranged by year and class.

Although Ziliang and they can also use the computer to query, at this time, if someone suddenly accesses the database of X Academy, it will inevitably leave some clues, so Ziliang still chose the most primitive and safest method.

What the? You say it will leave fingerprints? Stay, stay, anyway, Ziliang is a murderer now, even if he adds a "peek at the test results".

Then leaning on the outermost row, it was naturally the exam a few days ago, that is, at noon after the end of that exam, Shirley. Birkin is no longer the same as he remembers.

So Ziliang immediately opened the exam file for that day.

[Ziliang: qualified]

[Old Joey: Qualified]

Harry. Quinn: Passable]

Ziliang stood here and flipped it twice: "What's the matter?" Why Shirley. Can't find Birkin's results? ”

"Can't find it?" Harry. Quinn frowned: "Impossible, if someone has no grades, the professors will definitely find out!" ”

Ziliang nodded: "I will definitely find out, but there is another explanation, that is, the professors knew that her grades were gone, but they all chose to turn a blind eye." ”

"What do you mean?" Quinn asked.

Ziliang didn't answer, and then walked to the shelf of the exam file a year ago, rummaged through it, and soon, he pulled out a record.

"Last year's file is still there, the results are qualified, and," Ziliang said, turning over the file, facing everyone, in the upper right corner of the file, is a Shirley. Birkin's photo album: "Is the Shirley of your memory, and the Shirley you see these days, the same person as the Shirley in this photo?" ”

Ziliang asked

"yes, it's all the same person!" Quinn nodded and replied, as for Old Joey, the answer he gave didn't really matter.

Ziliang listened to Quinn's words, and then gently pointed to the photo with his hand.

"This picture has been changed!"

"What?!" Quinn was startled, and then took the file in Ziliang's hand, she didn't worry about leaving fingerprints and other flaws, she had the key here, and sometimes, these files were also sorted out by Professor Oloro, so it was not unusual to have her own fingerprints.

Shirley's photo was quietly pasted where it should have been, and it didn't look out of the ordinary, but if the photo had been replaced, it would have left some traces.

Quinn quickly flipped the file to the back, and through the light, it seemed that he could see that the pages on the back of the photo were a little thinner.

This is caused by a slight layer of confetti being removed from the area that had been adhered to after tearing off a photo.

Yes, someone tore the original photo off!

"How so?" Quinn muttered softly.

Not far away, Ziliang continued to flip through the archives of the previous years.

"The photos of the year before last have also changed, and the year before last has also changed! Almost all the photos of Shirley have been tampered with, and some of the gels have just dried up, and it should have happened in two days after the last exam, so in that exam, something must have happened! ”

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