When Yan Xiaojun returned to the classroom from the principal's office, he was greeted by graffiti on the blackboard.

"Go to prison, re-education through labor, ask for a commutation, I'm guilty, let me out......" terrifying words were written all over every corner of the blackboard, and even illustrations: several white parallel lines represented the prison door, a villain grabbed the iron fence with his hand behind the prison door, looking pitiful, and a crooked arrow led out above the villain, and the arrow read "Prisoner Yan Xiaojun".

A wave of anger spilled out of Yan Xiaojun's body, and he threw himself on the podium, vigorously erasing the graffiti from the blackboard. Then he slapped the lectern again and shouted, "Who wrote it?" ”

No one dared to say anything, until a gloating voice shouted, "Squatting is written." ”

"That's right! Right! Squatting, squatting! Several more voices shouted in unison.

Yan Xiaojun's eyes looked at the few people around Fang Peng. Of course, he knew that without Fang Peng's support, those people would never dare to mess with him.

Facing Yan Xiaojun's gaze that fell on him, the dark-skinned Fang Peng just shrugged his shoulders and made an innocent gesture.

Yan Xiaojun knew that it was futile to say, so he knocked on the lectern again and returned to his seat in a huff.

"Oh, someone can't afford it! Someone's going to squat! "Another strange scream.

Yan Xiaojun is in a very bad mood today, which can be said to be terrible. He remembered what the police said: "You are the biggest suspect until you find the person who wrote this piece of paper."

Suspect? He lay on the table and couldn't sleep, gritted his teeth, and the more he thought about it, the more he hated. The thing he hated the most in his life was to be wronged, but today it happened to him, and it was completely inexplicable, and he couldn't find the object of revenge, he hated this sense of powerlessness.

The bell rang after class, and the last session was self-study, Yan Xiaojun was about to skip class, so he raised his face and stuffed the books on the desktop into the drawer, and at this moment, he inadvertently found what was in the drawer.

When I took it out, it was a piece of paper. He was taken aback, and then glanced around him warily, hoping to see who had put it in the drawer.

He carefully spreads out the paper, and there can be no mistake, which is also part of the test paper. The handwriting on it is as crooked and illegible as the one shown by the police, but the meaning is simple and clear:

"You're so lucky, squat!"

Yan Xiaojun stood up suddenly, his movements were so great that he overturned the chair, and the eyes of the whole class suddenly focused on him.

"Squatting?" He was almost out of anger, he cast his eyes far away at Fang Peng on the other side of the classroom, and the group of people were also looking at him with interest. Especially Fang Peng, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Xiaojun didn't act rashly, he knew that a sentence of "squatting" alone could not do anything to Fang Peng, so after returning home, he called the other party according to the phone number that the police gave him when he left, telling the other party that he had found another part of the test paper, and pointed out that Fang Peng and his group were likely to be prisoners.

The next morning, Fang Peng and the others were called to the teaching office. Only Yan Xiaojun knew that they were called for questioning, and he was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that he had repaid his innocence. But unexpectedly, it didn't take long for the police to rule out the possibility that the prisoner was Fang Peng.

"They all went to an internet café called 'Lan Xiang' that night, and according to the testimony of the boss and employees, they stayed overnight." Standing in the hallway, the police said.

"Impossible!" Yan Xiaojun said, "That car smashed so badly, they must have done it!" ”

Yan Xiaojun's words obviously hit the point, this is also the most headache for the police, since there are multiple criminals, it should be revealed soon.

"In short," the police said, "continue to pay close attention to the people and things around you, and let me know as soon as there is a situation." ”

Yan Xiaojun felt disappointed and frustrated, and then, when he returned to the classroom, another piece of paper appeared in his drawer:

"Those who squatt, dare to tell the police, you are dead!"

Yan Xiaojun couldn't feel the anger anymore, he only felt a thrill of conviction, telling the police that no one else knew about it except Fang Peng.

Justice still has to be done with fists, he thought, and he believes in this creed.