Hunting High School

Zheng Qing has been more concerned since he learned in the morning that there were other people with bruised noses and swollen faces last night.

Actually is not saying that he has sympathy for those who are also likely to be beaten, but the first time he heard the news, he had an inexplicable intuition, feeling that those with bruised noses and swollen faces It has something to do with having a bruised nose and a swollen face.

This intuition was continuously strengthened after knowing that there was a big wizard fighting on the pedestrian street last night, and it was related to the Qingqiu mansion. Until the evening, in front of Su Shijun, the concern in my heart had accumulated to the extreme, and I couldn't complain.

Hearing the black cat's question, the owner of the Qingqiu mansion rolled his beautiful eyes.

"Don't blame me for everything," she stretched out a finger, seeming to be in a hurry, and tapped directly on the black cat's forehead, with a bit of displeasure in her tone: "A group of people who don't even have a good registration level are here. School students, would I personally take action to deal with them? Even if I know that they have put a sack on you, I will only pass this news on to you and let you solve it yourself. Moreover, if it is really me, they will definitely It's not just a bruised nose and a swollen face."

The black cat felt a little warmth on its forehead, and sat stiffly on the spot, not daring to move.

It has no doubts about the meaning expressed in the witch's words. Just like it doesn't doubt that the slender white finger on its forehead can easily poke a hole in its head.

But since she wasn't the one who did it, this incident is even more strange. Could it be that the students with bruised noses and swollen faces in the same night as him were really because the kid was playing a prank, or some students were practicing the Black Devil method?

The cat's curiosity was so strong that the black cat finally had the courage to ask in a low voice, "Then was it their sack last night?"

The witch turned her fingers, and the fingertips on its forehead slid to the tips of its ears, and plucked the black cat's ears: "Shouldn't you investigate this kind of thing yourself? I have already helped you deal with troubles outside the school, such trivial matters , you can handle it yourself, right?"

Hearing this, the black cat's furry face wrinkled into a ball.

It wanted to track it down by itself, but last night the absolution team had exhausted their methods, whether it was Xiao Xiao's divination or Maodou's tracking, there was no way to confirm the identity of the attackers.

It seems to know the entanglement in Black Cat's heart.

The owner of the Qingqiu mansion added lightly: "After you were beaten yesterday, you couldn't find any clues because of the cover-up of the old wandering wizard. But since I smashed the wandering bar, the secret should be very clear. You should do the divination again after you go back, and you should be able to get an accurate answer."

There was a hint of surprise on the black cat's face.

But before this hint of surprise fully arose, a strange smile appeared on the witch's face: "Well, there is another thing you should also know that those guys in school were beaten after I smashed the homeless bar of."

There was a hint of bewilderment in the black cat's eyes.

Katsa!

A bright flash of lightning flashed outside the window.

Bursts of dull rolling thunder sounded in the distance, and a heavy rain was coming. This kind of weather is very rare at the end of autumn and early winter, but if the school astrology monitor has impending weather balloons to be destroyed, they will always use them secretly at night, which is called not wasting.

As soon as the black cat stepped onto the balcony of the 403 dormitory, the pouring rain fell crazily behind it.

The silvery white lightning seemed to cost nothing, splitting the night sky one after another, causing the soft hairs on the tip of the tail of the black cat left outside the window to blow up and sway with the wind, as if cheering for this lively and splendid night.

It's just that the black cat doesn't have the heart to empathize with Tail Mao's mood.

The chill in the air was entangled with the thoughts in his heart, making it feel like his heart was curled up into a ball. At this moment, it is fully focused on the meaning contained in Su Shijun's last words

First, it strokes the timeline.

After self-study in the evening, I went back to the dormitory alone. On the way, I was put in a sack and beaten up. This time period was about 8:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m.

Then a little later, Su Shijun shot and smashed the homeless bar, ruined

Karen's mansion in the West District, it was between two and three in the morning;

Then, other people in the school began to have bruises and swollen faces. As for the exact time of this incident, the rumors in the school are not clear, and the parties involved are also secretive. The only thing that is certain is that when those students got up in the morning, their faces were already It was different from last night.

"That is to say, assuming those guys are the murderers who attacked you, then they were beaten because the cover magic of the wandering wizards failed, and then they were traced to their identities."

Xiao Xiaoduan was sitting upright behind the desk, holding a quill in his hand, writing and drawing on the parchment, sketching the timeline of the black cat's grooming, and concluded: "Then the question is, who can be so fast? track them down?"

"Exquisite fortune teller?" The first thought in the black cat's mind.

"A powerful Xunshou?" This is the guess given by Dylan, who has been in charge of identity hunting all year round. At this moment, he has just woken up and hasn't gone to class yet.

"Don't forget Maodou." The fat wizard held the fat cat in his arms and reminded everyone present. Of course, he himself denied this speculation immediately: "But if Maodou moved his mouth or paws, those guys shouldn't have a bruised nose and a swollen face."

"Brother Zha said it's most likely, but it's not precise enough."

The apologetic fortune-teller tapped the quill pen on the parchment, his eyes wandered around the dormitory, and his face showed an unfathomable expression similar to that of Lao Yao: "The one who can really track those guys immediately should have the medium fortuneteller."

The so-called medium refers to the things used in divination that have the breath of the object of divination, such as the clothes worn by the other party, used paper and pen, or residual blood, etc.

And last night, there were two media left on the scene.

"Then here comes the problem." Dr. Xiao adjusted his glasses, and glanced at the young public finance student: "Brother Scum, when we adjourned yesterday, the sack that you put in and the parchment with writing on it Woolen cloth?"

"Jiang Yu took it away. She said that she needs to submit an appraisal application to the school." The young public finance student said more and more, his tone became weaker, until finally, his eyes became straight.

Katsa!

A few bright lightning bolts flashed again outside the window.

By the window sill, the fat wizard who was grooming the bunches of hair curled his lips, his tone was full of sourness: "Sometimes, those guys who seem to be out of their minds and wandering around have a much more exciting life than us calm, leisurely and honest people. Yes, if there is no splendor, how can you feel lost?"

"That's life, that's what it feels like to be alive."

Mr. Vampire Werewolf adjusted the cuff buttons on his sleeves disheartened, his expression was a little dispirited: "As for you and me, at best, you can only be panting."

Meow!

Tuantuan flicked his tail and let out a groan of approval, completely ignoring the fat wizard's ashen expression.