Looking at the old man opposite him, with gray hair, Luo Yu was stunned for a while.

Guilt arises spontaneously.

Blame yourself for what you did before.

"Senior, rest assured!"

"I'm going to stay in this interrogation room."

"Definitely don't cause trouble to our ink pavilion!"

The expression is solemn and loud.

It's as if what I'm doing now is a very meaningful thing.

"Good boy, good boy."

"I've been wronged."

Looking at Luo Yu, Yuan Qingshan's eyes were a little moist, and he wiped them with his sleeves, and then slowly walked out of the door of the interrogation room, and intimately helped Luo Yu close it, and by the way, he put three locks outside.

The moment he turned to leave, his expression returned to flatness.

"Keep an eye on him for the rest of the year!"

"The interrogation room is also equipped with an insulating device."

"Check your daily meals well to avoid food poisoning."

"If he suddenly has convulsions, foaming at the mouth, or any other injuries, don't take him to the hospital."

"Call me directly, the old man has studied medicine and will treat him personally!"

"Don't make the low-level mistake of calling a doctor over and turning out to be an enemy."

Yuan Qingshan said to the members of the Dark Pavilion beside him as he walked.

The staff of the Dark Pavilion looked at Yuan Qingshan's back and said faintly: "What you said, the above has already explained it once. ”

"The Pavilion Master left an explanation before leaving, saying..."

"If it's okay, don't always run to our dark pavilion, it's not appropriate."

"The Education Department is for education, not for fugitives."

Yuan Qingshan's body stiffened, and his expression became unnatural for a moment.

A light cough relieves the embarrassment.

"Old man, this is to share your worries secretly, understand?"

"The old ghost is not here, you have no leader in the dark pavilion, I don't help him take care of it, what if something goes wrong?"

"Do you really think I'm willing to get involved in this?"

"Ridiculous!"

Yuan Qingshan was filled with indignation, and then he saw Qi Changshan, who looked at the door and walked with his hands behind his back.

"Look, this old guy can come."

"Why can't I?"

Yuan Qingshan stiffened his neck, looking angry.

Qi Changshan looked at him, and smiled without smiling: "I'm sorry, I just resigned from the position of head of the Propaganda Department, and I am currently in the dark pavilion... Group leader. ”

"Comments?"

glanced at Yuan Qingshan ostentatiously: "It's okay to go out quickly, what are you doing in our secret pavilion, are you idle?" ”

"Tell you, come again, and directly shut you down as an undercover cult."

Listening to Qi Changshan's words, Yuan Qingshan was stupid.

Just looked at him silently.

After a long time...

"Why don't you even get mixed up with a deputy pavilion master?"

Yuan Qingshan was shocked.

Qi Changshan raised his chin slightly: "At least, I can interrogate, investigate cases, and arrest people." ”

"You can only cheer on the students every day in the office."

"Heh..."

"Go and go, don't affect our work in the dark pavilion."

Pushing Yuan Qingshan's shoulder, in Yuan Qingshan's sluggish face, he directly pushed the person out and closed the door by the way.

"This old thing, stupid can do."

"The old man is also Qijue, even if he is a team leader, there is still someone who can command me?"

Qi Changshan's cold face flashed with a hint of something that could barely be regarded as a smile.

"There's a guy who's been recruited."

"Chengbei Fourteenth Street, Wang Kai, the network manager of Xinhe Network, is also a cult."

"Second Awakening."

"You arrange for someone to go there."

The door of an interrogation room opened, and a member of the Dark Pavilion shook the blood beads off his hands and said casually.

"Arrest?"

"I'll go!"

"I'm idle!"

Qi Changshan's eyes moved slightly, and he turned around without hesitation, pushed open the door of the dungeon, and left.

The pace is fast.

I'm afraid that if I delay a few minutes, this good thing will not be my turn.

Every day, you can interrogate prisoners and catch bad guys.

These days...

Compared to drinking tea in the office, it was so much fun.

Yu Guang glanced at Yuan Qingshan, who was still doubting his life in the distance, and sneered, feeling better.

……

"Master is finally back!"

"I've been running around outside for a long time, and I feel kind when I look at the school gate!"

"Even the air is fragrant... Vomit..."

Zhao Zicheng took the lead in getting out of the car, stretched his hands, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath with a face full of enjoyment.

A faint sour smell came in.

His face turned white.

"Holy, whatever!"

Zhao Zicheng opened his eyes and looked to the side.

A young man who looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with a thin body, a dark face, a short stature, and ragged clothes, was standing beside the ink academy in a somewhat dazed manner.

Looking at the plaque faintly.

Hearing Zhao Zicheng's shout, the young man shrank back with instinctive fear in his eyes, kept rubbing his fingers, and stepped back.

Zhao Zicheng was stunned.

"What's wrong?"

Sun Wen and a few people got out of the car, looked at Zhao Zicheng and asked with some doubts.

Then the same eyes fell on the child.

Being watched by a group of people, the boy became even more cowardly, took a few steps back, and sat on the steps across the road, his hands clasped on his knees, but his eyes were still looking at the gate of the Ink Academy.

"Shhhhh

"I feel like this kid has a bit of a story..."

Zhao Zicheng muttered to himself.

Sun Wen pursed his lips: "It looks like you're not a year or two older than him, so you call the child a child?" ”

"My name is Lao Cheng!"

Zhao Zicheng muttered and walked into the Ink Academy.

Yu Sheng stood at the door, turned around and glanced at the child, frowned slightly, looked carefully, and then walked in silently.

Back to the dormitory.

Collapsed on the hard wooden bed.

"Comfortable!"

"It's still the habit of sleeping in this bed!"

Zhao Zicheng stretched comfortably, looked at the ceiling, and seemed to have a note pasted with words written on it.

The words are small.

It takes a lot of effort to see.

"Be careful... Bed... Want... Collapse? ”

Zhao Zicheng read word by word, and then... The four half-sawn foot of the bed were broken.

Zhao Zicheng fell to the ground in a daze.

With the shock, a note on the lampshade fell on Zhao Zicheng's face.

"Junior brother, if you don't want to encounter this kind of thing all the time..."

"Remember to come and play with us tomorrow."

"Love your senior."

“（づ￣3￣）づ╭❤～”

……

"It's a long life!"

"Please, be your own people!"

Zhao Zicheng's wail continued to echo on the third floor of the dormitory.

Night.

The crowd was just barely recovering their spirits.

"Hey, do you remember that guy in the afternoon?"

"The dirty one?"

Zhao Zicheng mysteriously woke everyone up and asked.

"He's still at the door."

"It hasn't been touched."

"You say... Could he be the illegitimate son of the Vice Chancellor... No, not the right age. ”

"The child of an illegitimate child?"

"That's right!"

"Otherwise, why do you keep staring at the gate of the Ink Academy?"

"I feel like there's a story in it."

Zhao Zicheng said matter-of-factly.

"Hey... Can you hear me... Ahem..."

"Zhao Zicheng maliciously slandered the hard-working, brave, and kind Mr. Vice President, and ten credits will be deducted."

"Hmm... Right. ”

Outside the window, a horn hanging from a tree suddenly sounded.

Zhao Zicheng froze in place.

It's incredible.

"Perverted!"

"When did this place have a horn?"

"Xin'an's?"

Looking at the latest, high-quality loudspeaker outside the window, Zhao Zicheng was stunned.

Sun Wen was a little ashamed: "In order to help the construction of the campus, I invested. ”

...

Zhao Zicheng suddenly cast a murderous gaze at Sun Wen.

"The man... I look familiar. ”

"But it's not quite like that."

Yu Sheng pondered for two seconds, and suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

"Huh?"

"Like whom?"

Zhao Zicheng asked curiously.

The rest of his life thought a little: "When guarding the door that day, the people who wanted to break into the door." ”

"He killed Senior Xu, and when he fled, I took note of the outline of his bones, walking posture, and back."

"But it's just the same, it's not the same."

"I'm not sure."

Eventually, Yu Sheng shook his head.

But Zhao Zicheng's expressions changed instantly.

Look at each other.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit oppressive.

The rest of their lives did not have much contact with Xu Wenxuan, but their relationship with Xu Wenxuan was very deep.

Get along day and night for more than half a month.

Especially the picture of dying in front of them, I still remember it to this day.

"You have to go out and talk first."

"Everything is a temptation."

"If you can't find it, bring it back and talk slowly..."

Sun Wen got up with a smile, but this smile revealed a cold color...

(I was dizzy when I was writing yesterday.,It's clear that I'm thinking about the black dragon in my head.,When you write it, it becomes Ying Long.,It's been revised by me.,I'm stupid when I reread it at night... ）