The young man in the alley was beaten and wailed, and Hua Wei was silent for a few moments before taking it out of the black bag he was carrying; The few small bags hanging in her hand somewhat restricted her movements, and it took her a while to find a small black box.

His real name is Little Bee, and his scientific name is Megaphone.

Sang Jing said that she would be able to use it as a teacher, but she didn't believe it at first, but she didn't expect it to be used before she entered the school.

The next moment, the sound of the siren resounded in this alley, and the little thug who was beating people was most afraid of hearing this kind of sound, so he immediately looked around in horror, and after discerning that the direction of the sound was from the mouth of the alley, he kicked the young man on the ground in anger, and the disgust in his eyes did not decrease by half.

"Mahler's, count you kid lucky! Next time I go out, beg my ancestors, don't meet your grandfather and me! ”

"Brothers! The strip is coming here, hurry up! ”

……

"Ahem, ahem"

The thugs were frightened by the sound of the siren and fled in all directions, Song Qi struggled to get up from the ground, he raised the back of his hand to wipe the blood that flowed from the corner of his lips, and leaned against the wall and coughed weakly.

He was already a little out of strength with bruises all over his body, and every wound on his body was screaming for pain, so he could only half-close his eyes, praying that the police uncle who came over would find him and take him to the hospital for treatment.

He really didn't have much strength.

"Wake up."

"Speak, don't die."

There was a slight cold tap on his cheek, and Song Qi struggled to open his eyes to look at the visitor.

The figure against the light made him unable to see it really, and he only saw a clear outline dimly, and he moved his lips and reluctantly responded: "I'm not dead, policeman, sister." ”

Hua Wei was about to pull the other party's pigtail hand slightly.

- The young man's eyes are not very good.

"Can you move?"

The cold voice of inquiry cleared Song Qi's mind a little, and he tentatively raised his left hand, which was still lightly injured, but pulled the wound, and couldn't help but gasp: "It seems, not very good." ”

Hua Wei glanced at his whole body, and the bruises and bruises were indeed not few.

Those little thugs were quite ruthless.

But when his eyes fell on the nameplate on Song Qi's chest, Hua Wei's eyes paused.

'Nanlian Private, High School, Song Qi. ’

Accidentally saved their own students? Oh, not necessarily.

"Ask you a question, and you answer honestly. I'll take you to the hospital after you get it right. ”

Now Song Qi's mind is almost chaotic, and he answers everything Hua Wei asks him instinctively, without considering the rationality of Hua Wei's question at this juncture.

"A ball fell vertically from a height of 2 meters above the ground, collided with the ground, and was bounced back to a height of 0.9 meters. What is the distance traveled and the displacement of the ball in this process? ”

“…… 2.9、1.1”

After answering the answer, Song Qi didn't hear Hua Wei's voice again, and he couldn't help but wonder if his answer was wrong; But he was very sure of his answer, and Song Qi, who had fallen into self-denial, forgot the sleepiness that had just come to him, and began to carefully recall whether he had missed something just now.

A few minutes later, the sound of the ambulance came from far and near, and then the belated answer came to his ears: "That's right." ”

After getting the affirmation, Song Qi finally fell asleep with peace of mind.

Later, the anxious conversation of the doctor and the nurse seemed to fill his world, and the female voice seemed to disappear from his side after he was carried on a stretcher.

He fell into a coma again.

(End of chapter)