I Can Solve Cases, And I Have Become A World Treasure (Volumes 6-9)

『Vol｡8』Chapter 189: The capital of crime is still experiencing an undercurrent

The crime city is still experiencing an undercurrent today.

The scorching sun in midsummer is shining brightly, and the cicadas and cicadas in summer are chirping so loudly that they make people sweat and make their hearts feel uncomfortable as if they are on fire.

The vigorous college entrance examination in the new year is over, and most of the Yinghua Teaching Building is empty. The senior high school students cheered and threw their books into the air, and the paper-like white papers fell one after another, announcing that their high school career was liberated. The first-year high school students did not make up for classes during the summer vacation, and went home happily with fresh homework.

In such a big school There is only one special group left: high school sophomores and junior high school students.

The walls of the classroom are white and flawless, and the blackboard is pitch black. Only a new line of words is added in the upper right corner, "There are still 350 days until the end of the college entrance examination." The numbers are jumping every day, but after all, it starts with 3, so no one is in a hurry.

There are many chalk marks left that have not been wiped clean, which fully reflects the perfunctory attitude of the students on duty today.

The young man was facing the window to enjoy the breeze, and turned a page of the book with a bony hand.

In fact, no one has much concrete feeling that time is passing quickly. Who told them to arrive at school at 7:30 every morning? The carport is full of cars, and everyone is running around, chasing each other in the narrow corridor, laughing and angry at the top of their lungs. Scolding, it's like this every day, how we lived before, how we live now.

Except for leaving my senior year and freshman year, I felt a little uncomfortable.

The rest is the same as usual.

As soon as the sharp school bell rang, everyone sat down in the classroom after the fight. The head teacher, Lao Yao, walked in with a gloomy face. He held a few textbooks in his hands, walked forward from the back, and walked directly to the podium step by step.

The middle-aged teacher has an elegant and gentle face and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He stood still at the podium. His first action was to lean forward, his body like a mountain peak, and he let out a heavy sigh in his throat.

There was invisible pressure as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Just now, I observed you at the back door for ten minutes! Do you know what I saw in these ten minutes?"

This is the first sentence of the summer make-up class.

The tone was obviously kind, there was no scolding, and there was a bit of politeness and gentleness in the plain talk, but it felt much more intimidating than a direct rebuke.

Everyone was shocked and their palms were slightly sweaty.

We were observed for ten minutes, how could we not know. Laoban, you are so unkind. You look at us at the back door like a spy and don't even say hello.

"I saw some of you were sleeping, some were chatting, some were eating snacks, and some were teasing male classmates..."

Many people lowered their heads guiltily, and it took them a while to remember that something was wrong. Ah, wasn't that their class break ten minutes ago? No sleep, no chatting, no snacks after class, what are you going to do? In an instant, a group of people raised their heads confidently.

By the way, who is teasing the male classmate? A pair of piercing eyes are looking around.

Feng Yang felt guilty and took back the pen he was using to poke the thin back of the classmate in front of him.