Chapter 123: The Fourth Victim

Friday.

Jiang Ning's door opened by itself, he wore cotton clothes, and walked out of the house, the days are short in winter, and the sky outside is still a little dark at this time.

He walked to Xue Yuantong's house next door, Xue Yuantong was cooking, and after she saw Jiang Ning, her eyebrows flew and she said:

"Jiang Ning, it's Friday today, and I'll have a holiday after only two classes in the afternoon!"

"yes." Jiang Ning said, he was also a little happy.

Friday has always been a very friendly day for students, and since the start of school, since the start of school on Monday, I have been looking forward to today.

Friday is a good day not only for students, but also for many people who enter the world, although many people only work on Sundays......

After breakfast, Jiang Ning took the pots and pans to brush, and while Xue Yuantong was not paying attention, he made a decision, and the pots and bowls were clean and new, and even the dish soap was useless.

The bowls were thrown on the table, and Jiang Ning's fingers waved lightly, putting them back in place.

After doing this, Jiang Ning pushed the mountain bike out of the door, and Xue Yuantong took a step ahead of him and walked in front.

Outside the house is an open flat land, and in the distance is an endless field, with an excellent view.

It was so cold, the ground was covered with frost, and the soil was hard.

The weeds close to the field are stubbornly growing against the frost.

Xue Yuantong ran over with small steps, accumulating strength, accelerating, and stepping on the frost of weeds.

"Thorny", sliding out of a distance, she was as happy as a fool.

She slid twice, turned back, and came closer and asked:

"Jiang Ning, can you slip?"

"No, it won't." Jiang Ning said.

Xue Yuantong patted his chest: "I'll teach you." ”

"Childish, don't play." Jiang Ning was dismissive.

"Cut~"

……

As soon as Jiang Ning arrived at the door of Class 8, he saw that the door of the classroom was closed.

Jiang Ning's sense swept away, and he analyzed what was happening in the classroom.

He pushed the door in, and everyone's eyes looked this way.

Including Song Sheng on the podium.

Song Sheng looked at Jiang Ning, his face was gloomy and he didn't speak, he came to class in the morning, today is Friday, he can rest tomorrow, while his classmates are resting, he plans to study hard at home.

Although Song Sheng had only been in school for a few days, he quickly regained his form.

Song Sheng, as usual, planned to drink milk, During the period when he broke a bone, in order to raise his bones, he often drank milk, even if school started, he still kept this habit.

I heard that foreign people are tall and strong, and it is precisely because they drink milk every day that Song Sheng followed their example and asked his parents to buy imported milk to drink.

In this way, he is still the strongest man in the class, except for Jiang Ning, and when he gets up in the final grades, he can ravage the other classmates.

Just a broken leg, he can't beat him Song Sheng!

This morning, however, he reached for the milk, but he felt lonely and touched the bottom of the milk crate, but he didn't touch it.

Song Sheng was a little puzzled at first, and then looked down to see that there was not a single carton of milk in the milk crate next to the table leg!

Not a single box is gone.

He had only drunk less than half of it!

Song Sheng doubted life at that time, and after a while, he suddenly realized that his milk was gone.

The milk that was specially placed on the table, the milk that I drank every day, is gone!

Song Sheng burst into foul language.

Immediately, he ran to the podium and asked his classmates who would take his milk.

As a result, everyone looked at Song Sheng's gaze quite peculiarly.

The first time was Zhang Chi's basketball, the second time was Guo Kunnan's power bank, the third time was Wu Xiaoqi's basketball, and now it's Song Sheng's turn.

Song Sheng didn't come to class before, his popularity was not good, no one told him that there were thieves in the school, but it was only a few days, and Song Sheng's milk was bad.

Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong came to their seats and sat down.

Song Sheng was still standing on the podium, his eyes intimidating the class, trying to find the murderer.

Song Sheng was very angry now, he had never suffered such a grievance even if his bones were broken, and he yelled angrily:

"Damn, who stole my milk, now stand up for me!"

"Grass, Nima, you even steal milk, how poor are you?"

"Haven't you ever drunk milk?"

"If you dare to steal my milk, don't let me catch it, or I'll take your arm off!"

Song Sheng spoke wildly.

No one responded.

It was Guo Kunnan in the back row, looking at Song Sheng's current appearance, unconsciously, he felt much more comfortable, although he lost the power bank, he was not alone.

In the future, every time someone loses something in the class, Guo Kunnan's mood will be comforted, and in this world, he is not the only one who is injured.

Like Shan Kaiquan, who was sitting in the front row, he gloated, seeing Song Sheng unlucky, he was happier than picking up the money.

Song Sheng was incompetent and furious for a while, and squad leader Huang Zhongfei reminded in time:

"Song Sheng, let's dissipate your anger, maybe the head teacher will come over for self-study in the morning."

Song Sheng knew that he couldn't find the murderer at this time, so he could only swallow his hatred into his stomach, secretly planning that if he found the murderer, he must beat his parents who didn't know him.

Dare to steal his milk, this garbage man.

I really didn't know how good he was!

Song Sheng walked down from the podium with a ruthless expression, which made people a little scared, for fear that he would beat people violently.

Shan Xiao said kindly: "Song Sheng, I forgot to tell you before that there were thieves in the school, and I lost several things in the class before." ”

"Don't bring the milk to the class in the future, that thief seems to be a bit powerful."

Shan Xiao laughed a little silly, giving people the feeling that he was the kind of person who had no scheming.

It's like Song Sheng's milk was lost, and it has something to do with him not reminding Song Sheng in advance!

Shan Xiao seems to still feel a little guilty.

Although Song Sheng's brain hurts, he is not a good or bad person, he broke a bone before, which fat man named Lin Zida gave him ice Coke to drink, he still remembers it now.

At this time, Shan Xiao's reminder, he listened to it in his heart, but he didn't sprinkle his anger on Shan Xiao's head.

But Song Sheng was still very unhappy, he was the kind of unruly character, and at this moment, the horizontal flesh on his face was revealed, and he said hardly:

"Damn, even if he steals, I'll take it!"

"You think I'm afraid of him?"

These words were quite imposing, and Shan Xiao stopped talking.

The surrounding classmates listened, and also looked at Song Sheng with a special gaze, this is a ruthless person.

Song Sheng returned to his seat with a sideways face and sat down drastically.

Without milk to drink, he was a little upset.

Wu Xiaoqi rubbed his basketball, slapped it twice on the ground, and said in the tone of a passerby:

"Your milk is pretty average, isn't it?"

Song Sheng was unhappy at that time, why did this hanging man make him unhappy so much, it was too far worse than Shan Xiao just now, he said coldly:

"What do you mean by general, you can't speak, I'm imported milk, you know?"

"What is imported, not these domestic garbage brands!"

Wu Xiaoqi said in his heart that there were still people pretending to be in front of him, and he said:

"Your milk, my family has received gifts before, and a box is more than 300."

"You still drank a small half, and the rest is not worth two hundred yuan."

Although Song Sheng was still unhappy, listening to Wu Xiaoqi's words, he didn't have the urge to beat people just now, and the milk that the other party drank was at the same level as him, which at least proved that his family background was not bad.

"Two hundred yuan is not much, but I am not happy." Song Shengdao.

"I lost a basketball last time." Wu Xiaoqi gestured his thumb and index finger:

"More than eight hundred!"

"The basketball was out of class one night, and it was gone." Speaking of this now, Wu Xiaoqi is still a little depressed.

Song Sheng heard more than 800 basketballs, and immediately looked at Wu Xiaoqi differently, although he didn't play basketball, but he also knew that ordinary people can play basketball for only a few dozen yuan, and the kid next to him who was not good-looking actually played more than 800 basketballs.

Oh, and the basketball was stolen.

In an instant, Song Sheng was not so sad, he lost two hundred yuan, and this kid lost eight hundred.

Actually, if you think about it, it's okay.

After the miserable comparison, Song Sheng's mood calmed down a little.

……

In the afternoon, the afternoon sun is just right, adding a bit of warmth to the cold winter day, and it is quite pleasant to bask in the sun in such weather.

The last class, physical education class, is a weekend after this class.

Jiang Ning glanced at the message on her mobile phone, Shao Shuangshuang's side, found two more kinds of materials for the spirit wooden boat, which were being transferred to Yuzhou, and the last material, she said that she already had eyebrows, and was being bought by people.

This means that the materials for the Spirit Wood Boat are about to be collected.

Jiang Ning's mood was very good.

In PE class, the teacher had the students run two laps before announcing the dismissal.

Jiang Ning brought a table tennis racket, and he planned to play table tennis with Xue Yuantong today.

Yang Sheng ran over from the girls' team like a dog that smelled bones, blocking the two of them.

"Hey, Jiang Ning, what about going on?"

"You're not going to be cowardly, are you?" Yang Sheng raised her eyebrows and said, she is still a sportswear that has not changed for thousands of years, and she has a feeling of being a heroine among women.

Jiang Ning held Xue Yuantong's shoulder with one hand, and suddenly smiled:

"Want to challenge me? Then you have to defeat my assistant Xue Yuantong first. ”

Xue Yuantong understood what Jiang Ning meant, she looked at Yang Sheng, her eyes were full of fierce battle intent.

Except for Jiang Ning, no one of her peers has ever been able to defeat her, and if she wants to play table tennis with Jiang Ning, she will either bribe her with snacks like a chemistry teacher, or she will beat her in a dignified manner.

But defeat her, that's impossible!

"Okay, watch me beat you to tears." Yang Sheng was not ashamed.

"Damn!" Xue Yuantong felt underestimated, she tugged at the corner of Jiang Ning's clothes and said:

"Let's go, Jiang Ning, let you see how majestic I am!"

Jiang Ning smiled and nodded, and walked towards the table tennis ball with her, at this moment, he noticed that Xue Yuantong's personality was a little more cheerful, compared to the dull white paper that used to be, it was undoubtedly smeared with sunshine at this moment.

In fact, this little girl has always had a lot of ideas in her heart, and she is a very lively girl, but in the past, she would only play with Jiang Ning and show that side.

In the face of others, he rarely spoke, and since the beginning of school, Xue Yuantong and eighty percent of the classmates have not spoken a word.

When he arrived at the table tennis court, Yang Sheng got the table tennis racket and was about to send a ball, when someone next to him said:

"Yo, Yang Sheng can also play table tennis, how amazing?"

"Do you dare to play two games with me?"

Yang Sheng turned his head and saw that it was Ma Shicheng.

(End of chapter)