Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 220

2022-03-09

Chapter 220 Paradise

The student dormitory of Qianhua Experimental Middle School is not as dark and damp as other schools.

You get what you get for every penny. There is a reason why Qianhua Experimental Middle School is so expensive.

The dormitory building is all white, with khaki floor tiles, tempered glass guardrails, and a spacious and bright courtyard.

It is more appropriate to say that it is an apartment rather than a student dormitory.

It's just that there are no other apartment buildings, fancy floor tile chandeliers, and feng shui ornaments.

Jin Ping'an and Cheng Lejia ignored the crowded elevator.

Their dormitory is on the second floor, just go upstairs and turn a corner.

There is enough time for the elevator to go back and forth two or three times.

The door lock of the dormitory is an electronic IC lock. When checking in, you need to ask the dormitory administrator to activate the student card to bind the dormitory.

Naturally, the two had already activated it a long time ago, and swiped the card directly to open the door.

"Is this the dormitory of a key school? It's so comfortable!"

Jin Ping'an threw himself on the big bed as soon as he entered the door: "There are air conditioners, water dispensers, washing machines, independent The bathroom, this can be directly used as a hotel!"

"My house seemed to be a dormitory building built according to the standard rooms of a hotel."

Cheng Lejia put down the buns and turned on the air conditioner. : "But my family only sponsored water dispensers, air conditioners and washing machines. It should have been added by the school later."

"And it's just old-fashioned second-hand goods, there's no need to make a fuss about nothing. "

Cheng Lejia put down the air conditioner remote control and said.

Current air conditioners are all remote controlled by mobile phones. Most of the air conditioners that require a remote control are Ancient One.

"What do you know, a vicious capitalist, any one of these in a general student dormitory is pretty good, okay?"

Jin Ping'an made a voice of hatred for the rich : "You don't even look at the orphanage where I used to live, you even have to line up for a bottle of hot water for bathing!"

"Yes, yes, so you should thank me even more and send you Entering the experimental middle school will allow you to enjoy such a good accommodation environment."

Cheng Lejia ate buns while perfunctory Jin Ping'an.

Jin Ping'an's complaints came to an abrupt end, looking a little embarrassed.

He always thought that the Principal recruited himself for the sake of his fame.

Unexpectedly, this is not the case.

Not exactly.

The Principal really liked Jin Ping'an's fame and wanted to recruit him, but only recruited him into the specialty class of painting, not the key class.

You have to talk about painting, Jin Ping'an's crime sketches can also be touched.

And his innate talent in painting is truly second to none.

When it comes to learning...

There is no difference between him and those ignorant and incompetent scumbags, it can be said that there is no difference.

As long as he has a little innate talent in learning, he does not have any innate talent in one point.

When the Principal saw Jin Ping's high school entrance examination results, he called out that the last time he enrolled a student with this kind of score was the last time.

In short, Jin Ping'an can enter the key class.

It's purely because Cheng Lejia's relationship is hard enough.

Jin Ping'an felt a little bored after lying on the side of the bed for a while with his arms propped up.

A week ago, he was still fighting criminals, risking an assassination at any time, investigating a case.

But now, he is lying in the school dormitory with nothing to do, living a leisurely campus life.

This strong contrast makes Jin Ping'an feel that everything he is experiencing now has an illusory meaning.

As if all this was a dream woven by someone.

And she is the Alice who sleepwalks in Immortal Realm.

With the help of everyone, he defeated the black-hearted warrior Wang Youcai and the queen of hearts Hu Yingshao.

But all this is a script arranged by the dream weaver.

When I woke up from my sleep, I had to face the cold and cruel reality.

Jin Ping'an's thoughts diverged, Both eyes are spiritless, staring blankly at the wall.

Cheng Lejia turned around and found Jin Ping'an's strangeness: "What's the matter, you look preoccupied?"

Cheng Lejia's voice changed Jin Ping'an's thoughts from the messy ones. Fantasy wake up.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've used too much backtracking recently, and the things in my mind are a bit messy."

Jin Ping'an shook his head: "Not long ago, I was still thinking about various things. Assassination is worried, and suddenly living such a peaceful life is a little uncomfortable."

"You are really difficult to serve."

Cheng Lejia gave him a white look: "You are robbery. The case was kidnapped, shot in the interrogation room, and almost killed by a bomb in the hospital. The recent experience wasn't exciting enough, was it?"

"You have to be short of arms and legs to know how to cherish your life now? "

Jin Ping'an retorted: "What is difficult to serve, it is called post-traumatic stress disorder, okay?"

"This is not called stress disorder, you are just the crotch Sprinkle salt in it, it hurts to be idle."

Cheng Lejia said angrily: "I can't do major events in school, it's boring, right?"

"Hey! It's not as useless as what I said..."

Jin Ping'an originally wanted to scold him loudly, but when he thought of the trouble he had caused others, his tone subconsciously weakened.

The criminal police force was charged with major demerits and suspended.

My good buddies take out the software that the company is still developing for their own use.

And then ask Wu Ke to abuse his power and connect the software to the monitoring system.

And the landlord's house, the paint probably hasn't been cleaned up yet...

Thinking about it, this is more than a hassle.

I am simply a bearer of bad luck.

"No, of course you are not worthless."

Cheng Lejia's tone suddenly became deep, making Jin Ping'an unconsciously expect how he would praise himself.

"As my best friend, this is your greatest advantage."

Jin Ping'an kicked his feet and threw his running shoes at Cheng Lejia: "Fuck! The advantage is to know you, right?!"

The latter picked up the book on the table and hit the shoe back: "Otherwise... oh yes, there is the ability to backtrack."

"You bastard... hmm."

Jin Ping'an rolled around with a carp and jumped up from the bed, wanting to teach Cheng Lejia a good lesson.

Who knew that a stinging pain in the abdomen knocked him back to his original shape.

"I told you to move, your stomach hurts again."

Cheng Lejia picked up the disposable cup, took a cup of warm water and handed it to Jin Ping'an.

"It's not because of you."

Jin Ping'an sat on the edge of the bed with a displeased face: "I really should let those little fans of yours look at you now. my face."

"What's wrong with my face now?"

Cheng Lejia didn't know whether to cry or laugh: "They like me because of my identity. Based on this face, it has nothing to do with my attitude or myself.

Even if you treat them the same way as me, you will only get a Good Person Card in the end.”

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Jin Ping'an couldn't hold back anymore, and couldn't help but stunned: "Tsk, is it so realistic that a little girl is only in her teens now."

You look so old-fashioned, you're just an adult."

Cheng Lejia crumpled the paper bag with the buns and threw it into the trash.

Then pick up the list Yu Xin gave him.

"What is this?" Jin Ping'an asked.

"The dormitory roster, the head teacher asked me to urge other students to clean up the dormitory, didn't I just talk about it in the class?"

Cheng Lejia looked at the electronic clock in the dormitory and estimated After a while: "Wait a few more minutes, at this time, it is estimated that many people have just returned from the cafeteria.

Some people will go to the supermarket, and the others will be in the past, save it. One more trip."

"As expected of the old monitor, he is thoughtful."

Jin Ping'an echoed.

“What are you going to do about the girls’ dormitory?”

Cheng Lejia explained: “Let the girls chat with me privately to report the hygiene situation, and then find someone to help check. Is it true?"

"This is just the beginning of the school year, and everyone is not familiar with it, right? Who are you looking for?" Jin Ping'an asked casually.

"Yi Wenna."

Cheng Lejia said: "She and I, let's say we know each other, his father has some business dealings with my family."

Jin Ping'an gave an "oh" and didn't say anything more.

He put on his shoes and approached Cheng Lejia: "By the way, there are so many students living on campus, almost all the names of the class are on it."

"The enrollment of the experimental middle school , but facing the entire Qianhua City, the students recruited from the land of more than 100,000 square kilometers must account for more than 90% of the students living on campus."

Cheng Lejia roughly recalled in his mind. The location of this class's dormitory is distributed. Fortunately, their classes are all in the same dormitory building.

No need to run back and forth between two buildings.

Do you want to ask if the other building is not a girls' dormitory?

Of course it's a mess.

There are fewer girls than boys in Qianhua Experimental Middle School. Sometimes there are not enough boys' dormitories, and a small number of boys will be allocated to the girls' dormitory.

After planning the action route, Cheng Lejia got up with the A4 paper.

"Are you coming?"

Jin Ping'an held a bag of rice cereal in his mouth: "Go, I'll be idle anyway."

" Well, let's go then." Cheng Lejia said.

Jin Ping'an took over the roster from Cheng Lejia and looked towards the first name on it: "Peng Yuan...remember he hasn't come to report yet?"

"Then Go to the next dormitory first."

Cheng Lejia said after taking back the A4 paper from Jin Ping'an.

………………

It's midnight.

"This is all the information you have found about the messenger?"

Janus asked, putting down the report in his hand.

"Yes."

Song Jie took a deep breath: "The messenger is from Neihua City, and I happen to have an intelligence businessman from Neihua City under my command, who even I have worked with the messenger for a while."

"Um..."

Janus patted the back of his hand, because he had a mask on his face, Song Jie couldn't understand his expression at all. Try to figure out the intention of the "people" in front of you.

After a long time, Janus finally spoke.

"What's his name?"

It seems that the other party is not dissatisfied.

Song Jie relaxed: "Musi."

"What did you say his name was?"

Janus raised his head sharply to look at Song Jie.

The look up brought Song Jie's heart to his throat again.

"...Musi."

Song Jie asked tentatively, "Is there any problem with this name?"

"No, this Musi. Where is Si now?"

Song Jie was a little puzzled, the other party didn't seem to be angry, but a little... happy?

"Considering that you may have some questions you want to ask him face to face, I brought him here as well, he is outside now..."

Janus ignored Song Jie invites credit for his performance: "Don't talk so much nonsense! Bring him to see me!"

Song Jie didn't dare to complain in the bottom of his heart in the face of this arrogant attitude.

You can only forcibly hypnotize yourself and kill all your emotions.

You can judge a lie just by an item that someone gave you.

You mean Janus himself, who can read other people's thoughts and believe him.

It didn't take long for Song Jie to return.

Behind him, the restless Moose.

Those little eyes, which seem to be apprehensive, are actually looking at everything here.

But when he looked at Janus on the sofa.

The mask on Janus' face to be precise.

Originally pretended to be apprehensive, began to move towards the direction of panic.

It was because of the influence of this thing that he had to give up his foundation in Neihua and take refuge in Qianhua City.

Who knew that it was less than two months after I settled down, and I met again.

'Who is he? The same guy who smashed my bar last time? '

Moose lowered his head and looked at Janus quietly from the corner of his eye.

'The style of the mask seems to be different from that of the group... The last time I met was a crying face, and this person was half crying and half laughing... What's the special meaning of this? '

"You go out first."

Janus said suddenly.

This made Mu Si stunned for a moment.

Song Jie turned around and left very knowingly.

He's always impossible to let Moose out, right?

There is no point in letting people go out just after they were brought in.

With Song Jie's departure, Mu Si panicked even more.

Although Song Jie is not a good thing, he can communicate and communicate.

It's like a person who travels to a foreign country and suddenly hears the local dialect, at least he is still his own.

But this guy with a mask in front of him is not sure whether he is a person or not.

Especially the hermit's warning made Moose initial contact, the unknown side of this world.

He used to be snort disdainfully to those gossip and urban legends.

The recluse's words made Moose have to re-examine those weird stories.

Even if the fart didn't see it, he knew it.

Stay as far away from those things as possible.

After Janus left Song Jie, he stared at Mu Si without saying a word, staring at him with hair all over his body.

'This guy can't eat people, can he? '

Moose looked at the closed room and asked with a dead face, "May I ask who you are?"

Shua!

A bloodstain appeared on Moose's cheek.

The scar appeared so suddenly that he felt no pain at all.

It wasn't until the blood ran down his cheeks that Moose raised his hand and wiped his face.

"So you're not a hermit."

Janus's voice seemed uninteresting.

'Is he really an acquaintance of that guy! ! ! '

Moose wailed in his heart.

'What is this? superpower? magic? Taoism? Who was that guy before?

Shouldn't he really be washing his hands from a hidden force...

Well, what he did had nothing to do with washing his hands in a golden pot. '

Moose was very embarrassed and squeezed out a smile: "I don't know if you said hermit, is it the one I know?"

He was not angry, but he was not angry. Dare to be angry.

This scratch can suddenly appear on your face.

That can naturally also appear in one's own aorta.

Angry?

I'm afraid it's not the last time I'm angry.

This is not cowardice.

A real man can bend and stretch.

This is called knowing how to judge the situation!

(end of this chapter)