Fei Junshuai found the principal of the school, explained his situation to him, and showed his National Defense Agency medal at the same time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since Fei Junshuai said so, the principal is not good at keeping him.

However, Fei Junshuai's teaching method is relatively novel and special, and it is widely welcomed and sought after by students, and the principal still feels very sorry for Fei Junshuai's departure.

But even so, Fei Junshuai has no other way.

After all, the work of the Blade of the New Alliance is not something that can be taken if you want to take a leave of absence, and the students' courses cannot be left behind.

So in desperation, Fei Junshuai could only make the decision to resign.

"Teacher Fei, I wish you all the best in your new job." The principal sincerely wished Fei Junshuai Dao.

"Thank you, Headmaster." Fei Junshuai also said gratefully.

"Oh yes, I heard that there was a transfer student in the school recently, he seems to be called, Shu Hanpeng, right?" Fei Junshuai took the opportunity to ask the principal about Shu Hanpeng.

"yes. He came from Park Lane City, and it is said that he moved to Gakusuke City to live in it, and then transferred to our school. What happened to Mr. Fei? The principal said.

"Oh no, I'm just curious why I put him in the current class. Also, the timing of this child's transfer is also a bit strange, do you know his details? Fei Junshuai continued to ask.

"Teacher Fei, are you a little nervous?" The headmaster laughed.

"I arranged the class he was in. As for this child's background, I thought you knew Shu Hanpeng, Mr. Fei. ”

"I know him? How can it be? Fei Junshuai said in surprise.

It was the first time he had seen Shu Hanpeng, and he had never had the impression of this person in his mind.

"This is a letter of recommendation signed by his father himself, you can take a look." The principal took out his tablet and handed it to Fei Junshuai.

Fei Junshuai roughly looked at the content of the recommendation letter, but his eyes were fixed on the name of the registration office.

I saw three big characters neatly written on it:

Shu Junbo.

"Uncle Shu?" Fei Junshuai said suspiciously.

Shu Junbo, he is a colleague and partner of Fei Junshuai's father's work, and he is also a close friend of Fei Junshuai's father.

When Fei Junshuai was a child, he had seen this Uncle Shu many times.

Shu Junbo gave him the impression that he was a kind and enthusiastic uncle, who often gave small gifts to Fei Junshuai, who was still a child at the time.

But I've never heard Uncle Shu say that he has a son.

Fei Junshuai thought suspiciously in his heart.

But in terms of appearance, the appearance of the two is indeed somewhat similar.

"Yes, Shu Junbo, you and your father Fei Guodong are both donors of our school, I thought you would get to know each other." The principal looked at Fei Junshuai, who was surprised in front of him, and still confirmed the conjecture in his heart.

Indeed, his father Fei Guodong and Shu Junbo donated a lot of schools. And being able to teach at the No. 1 Senior College in Xuefu City is also thanks to a letter of recommendation from his father.

But Shu Hanpeng's age is at most about seven years younger than me, and I don't have the impression that Uncle Shu has such a son.

Fei Junshuai thought in his heart.

But because of this, he can't help but miss his parents who he hasn't seen for a long time.

In retrospect, was the last time we met three years ago, or four years ago?

"Since Shu Hanpeng is the son of your father's friend, do you still have doubts about his background now?" The principal asked Fei Junshuai.

......Although on the surface, Shu Hanpeng's life experience is undoubtedly unrelated to the devouring gods. But Fei Junshuai's keen intuition told him that this Shu Hanpeng was definitely not simple.

"Okay then." In the end, Fei Junshuai couldn't think of anything else that could refute the principal's point of view.

After a few more greetings with the principal, Fei Junshuai left the principal's office and said goodbye to the teachers who had worked together in the school. Fei Junshuai ended his career as a teacher and left the First Senior College of Xuefu City.

Before leaving, he stood at the school gate and kept looking at the school, and his heart was full of strong reluctance.

But no matter how reluctant you are, there is a time when you should leave.

Fei Junshuai looked at the time on his wrist, it was not yet noon.

"It's okay to be idle, go back to the studio and see if any clients come to the door." Fei Junshuai said, and walked in the direction of his studio.

…………………………

"Hello Mr. Cui, may I ask what is the case you want to entrust?" Fei Junshuai handed a cup of hot coffee to the middle-aged man in front of him and asked him.

Sitting in front of him was a famous antique collector in Xuefu City, Cui Jian.

Just when Fei Junshuai just returned to the studio, he happened to see Cui Jian, who was about to leave, so he invited him into the studio.

"You're Detective Fei, right, I heard that you're quite capable, so I'm here this time, I've had enough." Cui Jian said very distressedly.

"Mr. Cui, can you tell me about your condition?" Fei Junshuai had already picked up the pen and notebook he used for work, ready to record the case Cui Jian said.

"I'm an antique collector, so of course I have a lot of antique collectibles in my home. But lately, my family seems to be being targeted by thieves! Cui Jian's tone was close to roaring at the end.

Fei Junshuai stopped his right hand, which was holding a pen and writing, and said to Cui Jian: "Mr. Cui, have you tried to call the police?" Isn't it more reliable to hand over this kind of burglary case to the police than to a private investigator like me? ”

Fei Junshuai's words are also fair, and he is not afraid that Cui Jian will really go to the police for help in the end, resulting in one less job opportunity. After all, he works as a private investigator not only to enjoy the process of solving cases, but also to the satisfaction and joy of being able to help people in need.

But Cui Jian shook his head, waved his big hand in front of Fei Junshuai, and said impatiently: "Don't mention that useless group of policemen to me." Do you think I really didn't try to call the police? Of course I have, but does it work? The number of thefts in my house has increased a lot after the police were called, and the thief also left a pen on the wall, you see. ”

Cui Jian held the tablet and put it on the table, and Fei Junshuai looked at the picture on the tablet.

I saw that on a wall, a few big words were scribbled sloppily:

In cahoots

After seeing this picture, Fei Junshuai couldn't help but hesitate a little.

Cui Jian has also received a lot of negative press, with many rumors accusing him of using his relationships with government officials to profit from ordinary citizens, and all the money he earns is used to buy his antique collection.

Seeming to see Fei Junshuai's hesitation, Cui Jian said to Fei Junshuai: "Detective Fei, what do you think?" ”