Sitting on a chair covered in graffiti, Wei Fan supported his chin with one hand and looked into the distance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The white clouds are long, and they are covered with scars.

Even if he saved Qin Shan and a few people, Wei Fan never regarded himself as a hero, he only thought that he had done very ordinary things, but he had changed from a small transparent before to a sinister man that everyone hated, which still made him very unhappy.

Qin Shan was hospitalized to recuperate, and another male teacher substituted for teaching, and when it was Wei Fan's turn to be called by name, the whole class suddenly fell silent, and even the teacher stared at him for more than ten seconds before he reacted and continued.

An embarrassing botany lesson.

From time to time, his eyes would sneak a glance over, and then when Wei Fan noticed it, he quickly moved away, as if he was some disgusting epidemic body, as long as he was stained, it would be dirty.

Bang!

The classroom door was rudely opened, and two men in black uniforms stood at the door, their eyes scanning the audience: "Who is Wei Fan? Come out and come with us!"

"You are ......"

The male teacher asked.

"Ombudsman!"

A uniformed man with a scar on his face said in a cold voice.

Suppressed whispers immediately sounded in the classroom, and the students looked at them with a little horror, this is the famous black skin, and then looked at Wei Fan.

"Wei Fan, since the inspector is looking for you, you have to cooperate well!"

Knowing the identities of the two men, the teacher didn't dare to stop him at all, and asked Wei Fan to cooperate.

"Isn't the investigation over?"

Walking out of the classroom, Wei Fan asked.

"That's a lot of nonsense, let's go!"

The scar man didn't answer, and pushed Wei Fan hard, his attitude was quite rough.

The students, who had been staring at the corridor, immediately exploded when they saw this scene.

"Wei Fan really killed Zeng Cheng and them, and now they are being found by the inspectors!"

"Could it be a mistake? I heard Zhu Biqian say that it was Wei Fan who saved them?"

"Anyway, he's finished, it's said that he was targeted by those black skins, and he had to shed a layer of skin if he didn't die. ”

The students talked a lot, and most of them were hostile to Wei Fan, because a bad student who could enter the trial team must have gone through the back door through the relationship, which made them feel unfair.

"Okay, class, whether there is a problem with Wei Fan or not, it is the Supervision Yuan who has the final say!"

The teacher patted the table with the handout and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

"Teacher, my stomach hurts!"

Cao Chusheng raised his hand, covering his stomach, looking uncomfortable with constipation.

"Go and come back!"

The teacher cursed angrily and didn't care.

As soon as Cao Chusheng came out of the classroom, he used his fastest speed to find Bai Yusleeve.

Wei Fan was taken back to the Supervision House and thrown directly into a small confinement room where his legs could not be straightened.

"Why do you want to lock me up?"

Wei Fan was not convinced.

"Do you need a reason for the Inspector to do something?" the scar man sneered: "You just need to obey!"

The confinement room was cramped, it was extremely difficult to even turn over, and it was filled with the smell of sweat and urine, which was disgusting.

"Hey, it's out!"

After an hour of torture, the scar man took a hook and dragged Wei Fan out, and the violence was so violent that it cut through his flesh.

Blood quickly soaked through the clothes.

"Sit!"

In the white interrogation room illuminated by the light, a young man sat on a chair, with white-gloved hands on the back of his head, his feet resting on the table, swaying gently, listening to a piece of classical music, and when he saw Wei Fan, he smiled.

The scar man sat on the chair with Wei Fan in his arms.

"How's it going?"

The young man teased that his face was abnormally pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Bah!

Wei Fan spat out a mouthful of saliva.

The scar man next to him raised his eyebrows, and he was about to pick up the baton and start repairing Wei Fan, but was stopped by the young man: "You go out first, let me talk to him!"

Wei Fan stared at this young man in his twenties, his eyes were cold, even if he was drawn by Zhou Chuze and Yang Hao and those people looking for trouble every day, he had never hated anyone so much.

"I love it when you look at me like that, it shows that I helped you recognize the reality of this world!"

The young man spoke, and if he was delicate and slightly like a woman's appearance, his voice also carried a feminine tone.

"The truth is that you are abusing your power?"

Wei Fan sneered.

"Abuse? no, the meaning of power is to use it, then make people fearful, and then surrender!" The young man explained: "If there is no reverence, then the exercise of power is not enough!"

Wei Fan was silent, but stared at the young man's eyes without showing weakness.

"Tsk, I like your rebellious eyes the most, tame them and watch them crawl on the ground, do you know what a wonderful feeling it is?"

The young man closed his eyes and shook his fingers as if he were a conductor to the classical music in the interrogation room, completely intoxicated.

"That's your aesthetic?"

Wei Fan pouted.

"Yes!"

The youth is outspoken.

"That's a pervert!"

Wei Fan was ready to be beaten, but the young man laughed, and his white-gloved right hand touched his cheek.

"Very beautiful eyes. ”

The young man pressed Wei Fan's left eye, and his thumb gradually strengthened: "You don't have anything, do you want to tell me?"

"I've said what I should have said!"

Wei Fan responded.

"I don't think so. The young man leaned slightly sideways, sniffed lightly, and then showed an expression of disgust: "My nose tells me that you are full of the smell of lies, oh, and urine!"

"There's really something to say. ”

Wei Fan showed a dejected look.

"That's good!"

The young man smiled and patted Wei Fan on the shoulder.

"What I want to say is, has anyone told you that you look a lot like a woman, and are you sure you're not wearing the wrong clothes?"

Wei Fan teased.

Young Zhizhu's face changed suddenly, and he raised his hand to grab Wei Fan's hair, he hated it most when others said that he looked like a woman.

Wei Fan, who had been prepared, exerted his legs, jumped up like a cannonball, and slammed his head into the young man's chin with a slam on his head.

Bang!

In the flash of lightning, Wei Fan's speed was extremely fast, and the young man had no time to suppress him, so he took a solid shot, and the whole mouth spurted blood from his nose and staggered back.

"I will show you what it will mean to disobey me. ”

The young man was furious, and was about to give Wei Fan a lesson to remember for a lifetime, when the iron door of the interrogation room was slammed open.

Two tall bodyguards squeezed in and stood on the left and right: "Madam, it's okay!"

A woman of about thirty years old walked in, she looked good, looking forward to it, there was a sense of not being angry and arrogant, first glanced at Wei Fan, saw that there was blood on his face, but he did not suffer any abuse, relieved, and then turned to the black-skinned youth.

"Inspector An, this is Mrs. Lu. ”

The director of the local epidemic prevention center, who followed the young woman, reminded the newcomer that he was selling favors.

"I know, the sister-in-law of the head of the Bai family!" the young man bowed and saluted: "Madam, fortunately!"

"Come with me!"

Mrs. Lu, that is, Bai Yusleeve's aunt, did not pay attention to the young man, gave Wei Fan a word, and turned to leave.

"Boy, not every time, you have such good luck!"

The young man held a handkerchief, covered his nose, and looked at Wei Fan calmly.

"Yes, next time, I'll smash your skull!"

Wei Fan shot back.

"Good. The young man smiled: "Remember, my name is An Shaoqing, when you take revenge, don't recognize the wrong person." ”

When the group left, the scar man walked in: "Inspector, will you just let him go?"

"Otherwise, the Bai family has come forward!"

An Shaoqing was actually unwilling, he was sent here to be distributed, so he was eager to get merit as soon as possible and return to Shangjing, but as he said, he knew the truth of the world, and in front of the Bai family's forces, even if Wei Fan was full of lies, he could only let him leave.

In the courtyard, as Mrs. Lu stopped, the dean left with interest.

"I'm not going to say anything to get you out of Feather Sleeves, I'm just asking you, if she suffers this injustice, do you have what it takes to protect her?"

Mrs. Lu's expression was indifferent.

Wei Fan was silent.

Seeing that Wei Fan did not impassionedly say that I would protect her with my life, but lowered his head, and his frowning sword eyebrows were enough to kill a sea crab, Mrs. Lu looked at him differently.

"You're a smart teenager, so I don't bother to be admitted to Kyoto University, become a medical dragon, and enter the council, which is just qualified to pursue Feather Sleeves. ”

Mrs. Lu left: "You still have a long way to go!"

Wei Fan clenched his fists, yes, he must be admitted to Beijing University, get the title of medical leader, and become the man that An Shaoqing must look up to.

Taking a deep breath and packing up his mood, Wei Fan walked out of the Supervision Academy.

"Little Fanzi!"

Bai Yusleeve, who had been waiting on the side of the road, waved his hand, quickly turned the wheelchair, rushed over, and reached out to hug him.

"Don't. ”

Wei Fan dodged.

"What's wrong?"

White feather sleeves side head.

"Dirty!"

Wei Fan didn't want to say that being locked up like a dog in a confinement room was the most humiliating experience he had in the past fifteen years.

"Then go home and take a shower!"

White Feather Sleeve took Wei Fan's hand.

"Hmm!"

Wei Fan, who was worried, didn't notice that his childhood sweetheart's brows were wrinkled deeper than him.

"The day after tomorrow, it's my birthday!"

Silent all the way, the moment of separation, the white feather sleeves spoke.

"I know!"

Wei Fan nodded.

"Well, I'll be waiting for you in the old place!"

White Feather Sleeves spun the wheelchair and disappeared inside the gate.

I don't want to look at those slanders and suspicions anymore, Wei Fan asked Principal Zhang for a long vacation and hid home, but he was not decadent, but sorted out the textbooks of the Cangdao epidemic soldiers, reviewed the knowledge, he wanted to defeat Song Qianming and get the first, from now on, he wants to live proudly!

Cha Cha was sent back by the Bai family, watching her carefree and chattering, Wei Fan was worried again, a world-class oligarch like Shenwu would not reason with him, once he knew that Cha Cha came from an abandoned facility, he would definitely do everything possible to recycle it.

Suddenly, Wei Fan found himself vulnerable and didn't even have the strength to protect them, which made him want to hit the wall in annoyance.

A small hand reached over and stroked his hair.

"Laughs"

Seeing Wei Fan looking over, Cha Cha grinned, then stretched out two slender index fingers, pressed the corners of his mouth, and pulled to both sides, wanting to make him happy.

"I'm not going to let you be studied like a guinea pig anymore!"

Wei Fan rubbed Little Lori's hair.