It didn't take too long for the treatment, and the wounds on Du Bo and the other three had already recovered.

Of course, this is only a superficial recovery, and it will take a few more days of recuperation to fully recover.

At this time, the people who had arrived with the four state security personnel in charge of medical treatment had already stuffed Guo Zhiyuan's body and the beggar on the ground into the car and took them away.

"Report! The site has been cleaned up, request for the next step!"

A young man in a black suit, a white shirt, and toad glasses ran up to a middle-aged man who looked like an official and said.

The middle-aged man looked very ordinary, the clothes he wore were also ordinary, and there was a strong low-key atmosphere on his whole body.

If it weren't for the spirit bead clone who could see through the other party's reality with the help of aura, maybe he would also be bluffed, thinking that he was just an ordinary person.

But in fact, the strength of this middle-aged man should be the highest among all the national security personnel present!

If there is a person who mixes in the officialdom here, he will definitely be able to recognize this middle-aged man as Du Zhipeng, the director of the Nanshan City State-Security Bureau.

Although the National Security Bureau also belongs to the system, because of the special nature of its work, it is relatively marginal to people in the officialdom.

Of course, no one will provoke people from national security, after all, they are responsible for national security affairs, if you provoke them, a big hat of 'endangering national security' will be buttoned over, and you will have to peel off your skin if you don't die!

Du Zhipeng's gaze slowly swept around, nodded and said, "Okay, you go ahead, pay attention to the ways and means, and don't leave any hidden dangers." ”

"Yes, Director!" replied the young man dressed like a black superpolice officer, his heels together.

Next, the national security personnel present at the scene were separated, and the Sixiang team and medical personnel belonging to the combat sequence all left by car, and the rest were staff of the logistics sequence.

They took out some strange instruments from the car and walked towards the city's high courtyard wall, placing an instrument under the courtyard wall at regular intervals.

As the largest and best middle school in Nanshan City, Shiyi High School naturally covers a large area, so it took about 20 minutes to arrange all this.

During this period, Du Zhipeng took a few people to the office building to meet the principal.

The spirit bead clone hesitated for a moment, but did not follow.

He thought about it, slipped down from the plane tree in hiding, and then returned to the school building and hid in the bathroom.

Although he didn't know what Guoan's next move would be, he had a hunch that he was afraid that the slightest mistake would lead to trouble.

In order to avoid an unfavorable situation, his doppelganger did not return to the true body deity, but hid outside.

After a few moments, the school radio suddenly went on without warning, playing a piece of music that I had never heard before.

When the murder occurred before, it was the end of class, but now, it was time for the third class.

Under normal circumstances, there would be no broadcasts at this time.

However, although the students in the school building were surprised, they were quickly attracted by the music on the radio.

Gradually, everyone only felt that their eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally they couldn't resist it and fell asleep.

Not only the students, but also the teachers and staff also put down what they were doing and gradually fell asleep to the sound of music.

For a while, on the huge campus, only those people from Guoan were still awake.

Du Zhipeng stood in front of the window of the principal's office, and after waiting for a while, he raised his hand and waved, "You can stop." ”

"Yes, Director. A staff member behind him answered, turned to go out, and within a few minutes, the music stopped.

"Director, it's done, and they'll wake up in ten minutes. When they wake up, they don't remember what happened half an hour ago. ”

Du Zhipeng nodded, looked down at his watch, turned around and said, "Okay, let's close the team." ”

The group walked away quickly, and soon drove away from the school in a car.

After about ten minutes, people gradually began to wake up.

"Strange, why did I fall asleep?" a boy in his third year of high school rubbed his eyes and looked incredulously at the book spread out on his desk, with a puddle of saliva printed on it, and the handwriting on it was wet with 洇 (yīn).

The tablemate next to him also woke up from his deep sleep, and looked at his desktop dumbfounded, ", I actually fell asleep in chemistry class?

The 'Zhao Moore' in his mouth is a chemistry teacher in the third grade of high school, and he is also one of the ace special teachers of the city's first high school, and he is very short-tempered, if anyone dares to desert in his class, he will be sprayed to the point that his body is incomplete and crumbling.

In the minds of the students of the city's first high school, Zhao Moore is definitely one of the people who cannot be offended.

However, when the two boys subconsciously set their eyes on the podium, they froze at the same time.

What do they see?

Zhao Moore, who has always been known for his energy and vitality, actually ...... Sleeping soundly on the podium?!

And...... There is also a small snoring with a very pinned (xiāo) soul!

The funniest thing is that a string of snot bubbles pop out of his nostrils, enlarging and shrinking as his snoring rhythm keeps zooming in, like a funny character in a cartoon.

It wasn't just the two of them who saw it, but as more and more students in the classroom woke up, everyone saw this hilarious scene.

I don't know who had an idea, took out his mobile phone from the desk, and prepared to take a picture.

"Hey, why did my phone turn off?"

"Ah, my phone too!"

"Is there no power?"

"It's impossible, I'm still sending a message during recess, how can it be that the power is out all of a sudden!"

"That's it, I'll tell my dad at that time...... Say...... Hey, weird, what am I going to say to my dad right now?"

One by one, the students began to scratch their ears and cheeks, unable to remember what had happened before.

They just vaguely feel as if they have forgotten something very important, but they have no impression of what it is.

This happened not only in this classroom, but also in other classrooms and offices at the same time.

No one noticed that in the classroom of the second and second classes of high school, there were two people with different expressions.

These two people are Wang Zifeng and Shu Lingfei.

Shu Lingfei, who was sitting in the front row, glanced back at Wang Zifeng, and the two exchanged glances, and at the same time understood what the other party meant.

It seems that someone from the country should have made a move.

The music just now also had a little impact on the two of them, but the impact was not so great.