Master a little skill every day

Zhao Wanyang couldn't believe it: "But aren't you third in the school? The two above have no objections?"

Bai Miao shrugged: "Then it has nothing to do with me."

The senior year of high school passed very quickly. I followed the teacher to review knowledge points and answer questions again and again, and the day passed by again.

Before he got home from school, Bai Miao saw a police car parked under the apartment building and a long cordon.

"Hello, classmate, are you a resident of this residential building?"

A police officer came over.

"I am, what happened?"

"It's like this. We received a call saying that there are fire hazards in this community. We are currently doing our best to investigate. Please don't go home until the investigation is completed."

Bai Miao looked around: "Where are the other residents? Where have they gone?"

"We are contacting nearby hotels, and if we can't solve the problem tonight, we will put you in place. Now, we can send a car to take you to where you want to go."

Could it be that they are here for Hu Chensan’s family?

Worried he left something dangerous at home?

Bai Miao looked up at the apartment. Outside the corridor, several people in dark black uniforms were running in a hurry.

"Can I get in the car and sit for a while?"

"can."

Bai Miao was arranged to sit in the back of a police car.

After sitting down, Bai Miao took out his political book and started reading.

The policeman on the cab turned around and asked: "Classmate, how tall are you this year?"

"High school senior."

"I'm sorry for delaying your review at home, but we also received a very urgent task here, asking us to help control order."

"I live here well, why do I suddenly need to eliminate fire hazards? What is there to report about a place like this?"

Bai Miao pretended to be depressed and said: "I haven't eaten yet."

"What do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to buy it for you."

"Forget it, just hurry up and finish the inspection. So you don't know who reported it? Isn't it someone who wants to demolish our building and deliberately does such a small trick?"

Seeing Bai Miao talking about conspiracy theories, the policeman couldn't laugh or cry. He just felt that these high school students now don't know where they got so many messy things.

"No, no, you are thinking too much. Who would dare to carry out forced demolition now?"

After Bai Miao sat in the car for a while, the door on the other side opened and another student sat in.

Hu Mu Yao.

After Hu Muyao saw Bai Miao in the car, he subconsciously leaned against the window and shrank his neck.

"Hello, see you again."

Bai Miao took the initiative to speak, and the policeman in the front row who was about to speak swallowed his words.

Do these two students know each other?Seems interesting.

Hu Muyao nodded slightly: "Hello."

Yes, it's a boring gourd.

But at this time, a trace of guilt flashed in Bai Miao's heart.

I just killed her father this morning...

There was no father-daughter relationship between the madman and the quiet girl in front of him. Bai Miao almost didn't react.

But no matter what, that man is her father.

Even if Bai Miao knew that what he did was not wrong, Hu Chensan must die.

When the old man decided to tell him the whereabouts of Hu Chensan, was he also ready to accept the news of his son's death?

Bai Miao felt that his heart was a little confused.

Was it because he had stayed in Abyss Street for a few days that he didn't feel uncomfortable in the first place?

Pulling open the car door, Bai Miao leaned against it and found that his hands were shaking slightly.

"You, are you okay?"

Hu Muyao moved to Bai Miao's side of the window, rolled down the window, and asked in a low voice: "I don't hate you... I'm sorry."

"It's not your problem, I just feel a little stuffy in the car..."

"Oh……"

After hearing this, Hu Muyao planned to roll up the car window again.

"Looking at your school uniform, you and I are from the same school. I'm Bai Miao from Class [-], Grade [-]. What about you?"

"Grade [-], Class [-], Hu Muyao."

Suddenly, Hu Muyao seemed to remember something: "Bai Miao? Is it the Bai Miao who gets perfect marks in every math test?"

In the third grade of Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School, almost everyone knew that Bai Miao was a monster in mathematics.

The only pity is that Bai Miao's mathematical talent was not revealed until he was in his third year of high school. Otherwise, the math competition teacher would definitely have pressed Bai Miao's head to take the competition exam.

"it's me."

Bai Miao admitted it very generously.

"Oh……"

Hu Muyao opened his mouth and looked at the young man outside the car.

For her, who can only get around [-] points on average in math exams, someone who gets full marks every time is simply not human.

She really wanted to ask Bai Miao how to study mathematics so that he could improve his grades in the last 100 days.

But in the end she shrank back, nestled in a corner, took out English and memorized it.

As the sun set, Hu Muyao's grandma also came back from collecting stalls in the vegetable market.

When she saw the cordon and the police downstairs, she was stunned for a moment, and then she saw Bai Miao standing outside the police car. She quickly put down her vegetable basket and ran towards Bai Miao.

Bai Miao raised his index finger in front of his mouth, shook his head, and then pointed to the car.

The old woman slowed down and looked in through the car window, and saw Hu Muyao sleeping soundly in the back seat.

"what happened?"

she asked quietly.

Bai Miao briefly talked about the fire inspection, which made the old man feel relieved.

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, the "fire inspection" ended.

The old lady ignored Bai Miao's refusal and forced Bai Miao to have a meal together tonight.

But Bai Miao knew that she was worried about her son and wanted to take the opportunity of eating to ask.

After Bai Miao entered the house, he took out "3.14MHz" and put it in his pocket.

In this way, you don't have to worry about leaving any surveillance monitors in the house.

Hu Muyao was cooking in the kitchen, and the oil star seeds were sizzling in the pot.

The old man stared into Bai Miao's eyes, his rough wrinkles bunched up.

"So... three of them..."

"Killed."

After hearing this, the wrinkles on the old man's face seemed to have deepened several layers, his brows sometimes stretched and sometimes tightened, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

"As expected...that's true..."

A trace of relief flashed in the old man's pupils, and then two lines of clear tears slowly slid down from the corners of his eyes. For a moment, he seemed to have aged more than ten years.

Hu Muyao was walking out of the kitchen with a plate of tomato scrambled eggs. When he saw the scene in front of him, he put his hands on it, put the dish on the wooden cabinet aside, and rushed towards Bai Miao fiercely.

"What did you do to my grandma!"

Chapter 25 Demon-Suppressing Guards, Assemble

Bai Miao didn't make any move and allowed Hu Muyao to throw himself to the ground.

With 15 points of strength, he could have easily thrown Hu Muyao off, but he did not do so.

Maybe it's the trace of guilt in my heart, or maybe it's because I want to always remind myself that as a human being, I can't indulge wantonly even if I have the power.

"Mu Yao! Stop, it's all a misunderstanding!"

Only then did the old man realize that his granddaughter had misunderstood Bai Miao.

Hu Muyao sat dumbly under Bai Miao, looking at the gray-faced young man under him, feeling a little at a loss.

"You get up first..."

Bai Miao reminded.

"Yes, sorry..."

Hu Muyao apologized repeatedly.

Bai Miao patted the dust on his body and said, "Let's eat first and then talk."

"it is good……"

The dishes in the evening were very simple, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a plate of vegetables, which was the usual dinner for the grandparents and grandchildren.

Hu Muyao listened quietly to the news that his father was shot dead after being suspected of serial murder, without saying a word.

"Young man...you shouldn't tell us this kind of thing."

Bai Miao just smiled and said it was nothing.

"Anyway... San doesn't go home very often, so just think that he has gone somewhere far away."

Hu Muyao pursed his lips tightly.

"Then, I'll go back first."

"Please forgive me for the poor reception."

"There is nowhere."

After saying goodbye to each other, Bai Miao went downstairs. It wasn't until he entered the house that he heard the heartbreaking crying coming from upstairs.

Bai Miao clenched his fist tightly.

"You went to search Hu Chensan's residence today?"

Bai Miao sent a message to the official door-knocker.

"Yes, we are worried that he may have left some information about door-knockers. Now is not the time to make ordinary people aware of the existence of door-knockers."

The other party didn't care at all that Bai Miao knew about this.

"Brother White, don't worry, we will never take action against ordinary people. We will also send people to pay attention to his mother and daughter, provide some humanitarian help, and send them some living supplies."

"it is good."

"Boss, next time something like this happens... I hope you can help us. We started relatively late, and we don't have such a good opportunity to obtain high-level props. It's really hard to encounter those who have problems with the props. It’s because of a weak will…”

And next time?

Bai Miao thought for a long time.

He stared closely at the words from the official door knocker, and gradually, the guilt in his heart disappeared.

I didn't kill the wrong person.

Next time I encounter him, I will still kill him.

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