Chapter Forty-Eight: There Are Quite a Few Eccentric Students

"In the end, can you only find such a small thing?" Fang Shou sighed secretly, and looked at the old Lin in front of him who was investigating the suspected body of Teacher Lin, he never thought that Teacher Lin, who was supposed to apply for a long vacation, actually died in the laboratory he secretly built, and it looked ......

"There are obvious traumas, and it should have been killed by someone piercing the head. Lao Lin's hands kept rummaging through the white coat on Mr. Lin's body, hoping to find more clues, but unfortunately, Mr. Lin was like being looted by robbers, no matter how he searched, he couldn't even turn over a piece of paper.

"Principal Fang, let's leave first. Lao Lin stood up, with a serious look on his face.

"Hmm. Fang Shou put down the document in his hand and looked thoughtfully at Teacher Lin on the ground: "There is such a thing, Lao Lin, you will have to work hard next." ”

Lao Lin shook his head, without words, he glanced at the bones on the ground with very regretful eyes: "I didn't expect that the thief was not only attacking the people of the relevant departments, but also infiltrated this academy without knowing when." I will definitely find out the murderer, and I must not let Teacher Lin die in vain! Principal Fang, let me go first. ”

"Yes. Looking at Lao Lin who left in a hurry, Fang Shou nodded clearly, Lao Lin is a security guard of this school no matter how he says, and now the teacher of this school suddenly died, and it seems that he killed him, as a security guard of this school, he can't do it at all......, right?" weishenme doesn't call the police?"

But if you think about it carefully, this school is so special, not only ordinary students have unusually high-end combat power, but there are also many distinguished X second generation ~ The general police force should not be able to cope with this kind of scene, right?

"But forget it, let those big tall guys take care of these things. Fang Shou sighed and turned around to leave, but at this moment, his gaze was suddenly attracted by a red crystal. Fang Shou frowned as he looked at the red crystal that emitted an ominous blood-colored light. Keep thinking about it, I seem, I've seen this kind of thing?

After thinking about it for a year, Fang Shou still dared to check the documents on the ground.

Although he couldn't understand the content at all, Fang Shou could still do it if he found some clues more or less.

Really...... He found a document next to the red crystal, something that seemed to be a report or something.

"Human Regeneration - Blood Transformation Jihua"

"Uh. This thing ......" Fang Shou closed his eyes and began to remember. I remember that in Shijie after death, Yuriko once invited herself to do a certain jihua together, what is that thing called?

"Human regeneration?" Fang Shou finally remembered. The document that Yuri Nakamura once showed himself was almost exactly the same as what he was holding in his hand now, except for the blood transformation jihua of Zuihou noodles, it was basically the same...... Especially that weird and unreliable feeling.

After thinking about it again, Fang Shou couldn't get a proper answer, so he grabbed the ruby next to him and the document in his hand, and hurriedly left the place and rushed out. If you don't understand it, just let someone who knows how to see it......, right? What's going on......

"So, you're looking for me?" sighed the philosopher at the back of the counter. He looked very weak: "I said Mr. A, I'm just a student, just an ordinary student, you are a little too demanding of me......, right?"

The philosopher held the document in hand. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Unfortunately, I don't understand it either." It's not just chemical formulas, it's also mixed with Sanskrit and mantras. Runes...... I said, Mr. A, where did you get the time bomb?"

"Whew~" Fang Shou touched his nose. sighed slightly: "It seems that the difficulty of this thing is too high, non-war, non-war~~ But, philosopher, how can you even see the military code? I only found rows of numbers and words that I didn't know what I was saying...... Looks like you know a lot. You see, I don't recognize the letter at the beginning of the article, is it Sanskrit or something?"

"No, that's just the simplest English. The philosopher wiped the cold sweat from his head: "Let's tell you the truth, Mr. A, can you pass level 4 in English?"

"What's that? Can you eat it?"

It seems that the answer is very obvious.,It's really not a cover to be able to make galgame a gaigame.。

"Honestly. The philosopher's face straightened: "Although I can't read the things on it, I do know a guy who might be able to decipher the things on it if it were him." ”

"It can't be a professor in this school, right?" Fang Shou is a good learner, and before the thorough investigation is completed, he doesn't want to continue to be involved with the teachers and professors of this academy again, Chen Chuliang's guy can be so smooth sailing in this academy, saying that he doesn't even have a backer behind him, Fang Shou won't believe it. Especially...... After seeing Mr. Lin's underground laboratory and his bones, he became more and more distrustful of the school.

Whether it is the murder or other reasons, if the "Word of the Dead" does exist, then Mr. Lin's death may not be so simple.

Even that old Lin, Fang Shou was now holding a half-believing attitude, and he couldn't trust him 100%.

"Rest assured. The philosopher looked at him with a clear expression: "I know what you're worried about...... The person I'm talking about is actually a member of the student council, his name is Xuande, he is a second-year junior high school student, and he is the vice president of the student council, well, that person...... It shouldn't be the talent of the 'Skull and Bones Society'. After all, the kind of character that is so cold that you can freeze people into popsicles, tsk, Mr. A, you better go and see for yourself. ”

"Sounds like a real headache?"

"In a way, yes. ”

"The second year of junior high school? I get it. Fang Shou took the stack of materials, nodded slightly at the philosopher, and disappeared in place after a moment.

"Wait...... Forehead......" The philosopher with a constipated face looked at the white light that disappeared in front of him in an instant, and he glanced at a small room that was constantly howling with a headache...... Have you forgotten something very important? There's a very poor guy there, who is going through a constant cycle of brainwashing: "I can't help it, I'll have to wait for him to come back next time." ”

A single word from a philosopher pronounces someone's death sentence.

"Help~~~"

A cry for help floated out of the cracks in the room......

Oriental Hope Middle School is a super huge school integrating elementary school, junior high school, and high school, not only the entire school occupies almost the entire mountain, but also uses space spells and some special formations to open up some small spaces dedicated to training and learning, so the main body of this school is very large, to a very incredible extent.

However, in order to facilitate management, the three major individuals of elementary school, junior high school, and high school are still located in the three corners very regularly, and the high school is directly opposite from the school gate, and it is also the place where big riots caused by Nangong Qi and others occur from time to time. On the left-hand side, it is the primary school, because Fang Shou is a pervert, he has been lurking in the primary school for a long time to observe at the beginning, and he is still ...... Ahem, ahem. Then on the right-hand side, the junior high school of Oriental Hope Middle School, looks not much different from the other two individuals, only a few small differences in details.

"Ah, it's really a small difference~" Fang Shou, who was squatting in a dark corner, swallowed his saliva at those young students: "Junior high school students really have a different flavor, anyway, they are over fourteen years old, right?

"Look over there, are you a high school student? ”

"I like bad habits~"

"......" forget it, it doesn't matter, it's not the first time I've been ridiculed, as long as I can continue to watch it, this kind of small psychological trauma is nothing at all.

Weishenme felt that he was blushing now not because he was shy, but because he felt like he was being seen through. ”

"Don't say it. Hurry up and go! Are there still few people in this school with eccentric personalities?"

There was a lot of time between classes, just a moment's effort, and those lovely schoolgirls hurried into their respective classrooms, and there was no one in sight.

There is no beautiful scenery to watch, Fang Shou stood up very regretfully, stretched his waist, okay, it's already good to replenish the energy of the body, and then it's time to get down to business...... Xuan is in the second year of junior high school? Which class is it? Shouldn't you want to find it class by class?

"Hey, is there class?" Fang Shou turned his head to look, only to find that there was a person lying there, only to see him get up from the ground with a grunt, patted the dust on his body, and kept muttering to himself: "The recent school sister likes black very much, how can it be cultivated! White is the king~ Can I only go to the primary school to find spiritual sustenance next?...... Bleak. ”

“......”

"Ah, hello. The student didn't panic when he saw Fang Shou, but introduced himself like a nobody: "The black and white I just said is actually talking about socks, definitely not panties fat or something, just like that, I'll go first." baibai~~”

It seems that there are a lot of eccentric students in this school. (To be continued......)