Officer Liu read the injury report, and as a veteran criminal investigator, he quickly judged that the perpetrator should be a strong, ruthless, and extremely calm person.

Such a person is unlikely to exist on a middle school campus, because the age is not right - a person who can have a combination of these traits is either a soldier, or a perennial martial arts practitioner with a lot of actual combat experience, and it is absolutely impossible to be a high school student.

Especially when he saw Wang Zifeng with his own eyes, this suspicion was aggravated a little.

It's just out of professional habits that he will try to 'deceive' Wang Zifeng, if it is really Wang Zifeng's doing, in the face of his aggressive inquiry, most of them will be exposed.

However, he never imagined that he was not facing an ordinary sophomore in high school, but a terrible 'old ghost' with millions of years of memories!

Not to mention controlling expressions and eyes, no matter how difficult it is, it is easy for Wang Zifeng.

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The three policemen, Wang Zifeng and his homeroom teacher, Mr. He, and a group of five people quickly walked out of the teaching building and came to the small conference room in the administration building in the middle of the school.

Although this small conference room is usually only used by school leaders for meetings, now that Officer Liu has said that it will be requisitioned, no one in the school dares to say a word.

Who made this Officer Liu not only the captain of the Nanshan City Criminal Police Team, but also the son of the old principal of the city's No. 1 High School?

There are these two layers of relationship, not to mention the requisition of a small conference room, or the borrowing of the principal's office is not a problem.

After everyone sat down, Officer Liu nodded to Wang Zifeng, and said with a kind smile as much as possible: "Classmate Wang Zifeng, now you can tell what happened that day." But I want to remind you that the police are recording confessions now, and you must not make things up, otherwise once they are found out, the consequences will be quite serious!"

Wang Zifeng frowned and nodded: "This uncle, I know." ”

"Well, you call me Officer Liu or Uncle Liu, just don't call me Uncle directly, it sounds like a big man always has the feeling of picking his feet......" Officer Liu suddenly came out with such a sentence, which suddenly made the atmosphere in the small conference room a little lighter, and everyone had a smile on their faces.

Wang Zifeng froze, organized his words, and then began to tell what had happened that day.

started from him and Pang Xiaoya having lunch in the cafeteria, until the two sides clashed later, were kicked out by the canteen staff, and the conflict escalated in a dead corner next to the cafeteria, he wanted to help but knew that he didn't have that strength, but at a critical moment, a strange middle-aged man came, and he leveled the other party with three punches and two kicks, and then drifted away.

After he finished speaking, Officer Liu looked at him with interest and asked, "Why does that middle-aged man want to help you?" or ...... Who the hell is he?"

Wang Zifeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I don't know about this, but ......"

"But what?" Officer Liu's gaze was as sharp as a falcon's, staring at his face as hard as a silkworm.

This is not to say that Officer Liu does not trust Wang Zifeng, but because of his professional habits.

As a criminal policeman, no one will easily believe the words of others.

Fortunately, Wang Zifeng's expression control ability is superb, not to mention Officer Liu, even if he is the world's best at studying micro-expressions, he still can't tell the truth from the fake.

"But we've met the middle-aged man once before, and strictly speaking, he's already helped us twice. Wang Zifeng told what happened in Daxi Street and Ji Mianzhuang some time ago, and then said with a puzzled face: "Sometimes I also think that what Pang Xiaoya said may be right, that person is indeed secretly protecting him......"

When Officer Liu heard this, he turned his head and glanced at Xiao Chen beside him, who stood up and walked out knowingly.

It seems that it is estimated that it should be to confirm what happened in Hutchison Noodle Village.

"Hehe, it seems that we need to find that Pang classmate to see what is special about him that is worthy of such a master's secret protection. Officer Liu turned back to Wang Zifeng and said with a smile, and then asked, "Do you have anything else you need to add?"

Wang Zifeng shook his head, "No, I've already said everything I can remember." ”

"Okay, then you sit here for a while, and I'll go out and make a call. Officer Liu smiled, raised his hand and patted him lightly on the shoulder, then stood up and walked out of the small conference room.

At this time, there were three people left in the room, who had not spoken, the head teacher, Mr. He, and Wang Zifeng, and the atmosphere suddenly became dull.

Teacher He quietly looked at Wang Zifeng, and his eyes unconsciously revealed a look of disgust.

Every teacher who is the head teacher doesn't want to have people in his class who are dragging his feet, and it just so happens that Wang Zifeng used to be the guy who dragged his feet.

He is thin and short, has no money in his family, has poor academic performance, and has a very introverted personality...... If such a person can make Mr. He like it, it is called a strange thing.

Especially in the final exam of the last semester, Wang Zifeng, who failed three subjects, forced the average score in the class to drop by five points, and was only 0.5 points short of the second place in the grade, which caused Teacher He's bonus to be reduced by a full 3,000 yuan!

Three thousand!

That's almost the same as a month's salary for the average person.

Some teachers who are afraid of guilt have always handed over their salaries, and only the bonuses can be kept by themselves.

Although the second place in the grade also has a prize of 1,000 yuan, compared to 4,000 yuan, this is significantly less.

Some of the things that Mr. He had planned to buy were in the soup, and from this point alone, he had absolutely enough reason to hate Wang Zifeng.

Wang Zifeng didn't know this, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

For students, grades are the most important thing for them, which teachers can't take away.

What if the head teacher hates himself?

At most, he doesn't give himself awards such as three good and excellent, and all he loses is a little reputation, but he can't let himself not be allowed to take the exam, right?

As long as you can take the exam, with your own strength, you can get a score that shocks everyone.

Once the results are out, even if the head teacher has a big prejudice against himself, he can only pinch his nose and admit it.

After walking out of the small conference room, Officer Liu did not make a phone call, but leaned against the wall of the corridor outside and took out a box of Tashan cigarettes from his pocket.

This kind of cigarette could be regarded as a mid-to-high-end level more than ten or twenty years ago, and now it has long been reduced to the ranks of low-grade cigarettes.

Nowadays, when you go out to run errands and hand cigarettes to others, if you dare to hand over a tower, then wait to eat white eyes.

Tashan cigarettes, which originally belonged to the mainstream, have long since become the favorite brand of ordinary migrant workers.