"Teacher Xu is waiting for me? Can I help you? Yang Junfei asked strangely. Dagger···· Hair

"It's not a big deal. Just wanted to talk to you. Xu Weiwei seemed to hesitate.

The old man seemed to have guessed something, and frowned, "Wait for tomorrow, I still have something to do in a hurry." ”

After speaking, he opened the door and entered the dormitory, and stuffed the delicate tools of the detective agency into special clothes. After finishing it, he left in a hurry. Outside the door, Xu Weiwei was still waiting patiently, with no intention of returning to her room at all.

"Teacher Yang, where do you want to go? It's so late! She asked.

"If there's something urgent, you have to go out." The old man couldn't explain it to her at all, and waved his hand to go downstairs.

"You're going to see Xue Qian, right?" Xu Weiwei plucked up her courage and said in a small voice, "I saw this morning that classmate Xue Qian came out of your room early in the morning. It's so abnormal, that kid comes to you every night. Is there something between you? ”

"Nothing." Yang Junfei denied it, but a wry smile flowed from the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, it was discovered.

"Teacher-student love is not allowed by society, it must be known by the public, and Mr. Yang's future is over!" Xu Weiwei persuaded bitterly, "Before it has been spread, it will be too late to cut off the relationship with Xue Qian as soon as possible." I'm tight-mouthed, and I won't spread it. can be seen by others, I can't say. ”

"Thank you Teacher Xu for your concern, I am measured." Yang Junfei's head was a little confused, and he was eager to end this unnutritious conversation. Every second that Xue Qian's life dragged on, she would take one more step towards the brink of death. There wasn't enough time left for him.

"But......" Xu Weiwei still wanted to say something, but the old man had decided not to pay attention to it, and sped up his pace and left resolutely. Only Mr. Xu was left standing in place alone, looking at his back as he left alone. Xu Weiwei felt very aggrieved, she looked at the tall, secure back, and found that the person was getting farther and farther away from him, and she may not have touched his real side at all. Perhaps, there will never be such a chance.

For some reason, tears flowed down my cheeks involuntarily, and the more they flowed, they couldn't stop. Finally, the cry also welled up with tears.

Yang Junfei naturally didn't see this scene, but even if he saw it, he didn't have time to pay attention to it when he was so anxious. In a sense, he himself imagined it to be more cold-blooded. He only cares about the people he cares about, and he only saves the lives of those he cares about. He walked quickly into the teaching building and came to the first and second classes of high school on the 6th floor.

Open the door and the quiet classroom is in full view by the glow of a flashlight. There were 69 students in the second class, 7 died, and 62 students remained. Rows of chairs lurk quietly in the dark, and the podium silently speaks of the oppressive night.

Yang Junfei has experienced a lot of things, and he feels that it is easy to sneak into the undiscovered Egyptian pyramids. Ever since he subconsciously knew that there was some kind of supernatural power in the classroom, he would feel an inexplicable weirdness when his gaze looked at any part of the classroom.

He swallowed nervously and made his way to the blackboard. The pitch-black blackboard is constantly absorbing the light coming from the outside world. The podium is probably the darkest part of the classroom. The old man looked left and right, but still couldn't find anything unusual from this ordinary blackboard.

This is a flat fixed blackboard that can be seen everywhere, and it should be made of phenylnitrile pressing process. On this blackboard, Yang Junfei writes and draws every day, and never thought that the initiator would be this thing! He tapped it with his hand, and the sound seemed thick, not hollow.

I really don't have a clue, and I don't know if I should take it off and burn it down. After all, it was related to Xue Qian's life, and for the sake of insurance, he made another silent phone call.

Xiaoye was eating when she connected it, and the sound of chewing was very fragrant and pleasant.

"I wouldn't advise you to ruin this blackboard recklessly." After listening to his thoughts, Ye Bu immediately said, "Because there is too much unpredictability." Destroying the blackboard rashly, you can't guarantee that Xue Qian will be rescued. Even, it will cause even more terrible and serious consequences. So, now you should find a way to get the blackboard down and store it in a place where no one can reach it. Then, investigate to see where the chalkboard came from and what exactly is the story. ”

Yang Junfei thought so. He called the principal and asked him to call security. He and the three security guards on duty used a lot of effort to remove the heavy, more than five meters long blackboard and carry it to the sports storage room at the back of the indoor playground.

After completing this urgent matter, he went to the finance office and transferred the last 3 months of procurement. Soon, Yang Junfei found the detailed description of the blackboard embedded in the classroom of the first and second classes of high school.

The blackboard is indeed made of benzonitrile pressing process, the substrate is homogeneous laminate, the thickness is about 30 mm, and the surface coating thickness of the blackboard is 2 mm. The blackboard frame is brown aluminum alloy, with a thickness of 10mm and a width of 10mm, and the aluminum alloy wall thickness of the blackboard frame is 5mm, which is streamlined and ABS corners. Mosaic, fixed to the flat surface of the wall.

The manufacturing unit is 'Diji Plate Supplies Company', which is located in a small village 50 kilometers west of the city.

Yang Junfei printed out the list and looked at his watch. At one thirty-five in the morning, it was useless to go to that village now. It was Monday, just after Saturday, and it was Sunday. It's better to go to the hospital to see Xue Qian's situation, and then rush to that village to investigate as soon as possible.

He rubbed his aching temples, the bright moon hung high, and the cold moonlight illuminated the whole world in a silvery white. His mood was also confused by the moonlight. He didn't dare to inform Xue Qian's parents, the old man was afraid of being recognized, and he couldn't bear to let them see his second daughter haggard and hovering on the verge of life and death. He still felt a deep sense of guilt about them.

Jean is so, and so is her sister. Yang Junfei was very weak. He came to the hospital and watched Xue Qian's beautiful face, which should have been infinitely young, lose its brilliance, and his heartache was indescribable.

He stroked the girl's hair. The girl was awakened and struggled to open her eyes, "Coming back?" ”

"Hmm." Yang Junfei nodded, "I found some clues, maybe I can unlock your curse tomorrow." ”

It was a reassuring word, and even he doubted how much truth there was in his tone. The girl smiled, "That's good. Can you hold my hand, cold. ”

The old man stretched out his big hand, covering the girl both small and soft hands.

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