Mawson carefully controlled his stride, trying not to be too fast or too slow, looking straight ahead and not looking to the left or right at all.
It was indeed embarrassing to be discovered before, but now, Mawson feels that his nonchalant performance can be scored at least 90 points. Little did he know that his "90%" performance actually made his walking extremely artificial, causing Lu Ping to laugh, and causing another disturbance in the classroom.
Mo Sen didn't know anything about it. With a ninety percent attitude, he finally reached a distance that he thought was far enough. Only then did he look back and start thinking about what to do next. As a result, Lu Ping jumped out of the window.
Brat, you ran away in the middle of class!
Mo Sen was angry, completely forgetting that Lu Ping never went to class, which was an extremely rare situation in the past three years.
But when he saw Lu Ping walking on the deserted road, Mo Sen suddenly had a thought in his mind.
This... seems like an opportunity?
At this time, most students were concentrated in the Zhaofeng Building for classes, and there were very few people moving around in the college. Wouldn't it be possible to minimize the risk by calling Lu Ping to a remote place at this time?
Yes, that's how it should be.
A plan quickly emerged in Mo Sen's mind. He moved faster, took a circuitous route, and after calming down behind a big tree, he walked towards Lu Ping as if nothing had happened.
"Hey, Teacher Mo Sen? We met again." Lu Ping greeted Mo Sen, looking very surprised.
"Aren't you in class? Why are you here?" Moson asked with a frown. This was the opening line he had planned in advance. He felt it was very natural and reasonable.
"Oh, the students said that if you don't want to attend the class, please leave, so I came out." Lu Ping said.
"Uh..." This answer was so frank that it was hard to look straight at him, making Mosen forget his words.
"Ignorant!" He finally thought of what he should say and criticized him harshly.
Lu Ping smiled.
"Anyway, you're fine. Do me a favor later. I can forgive you for stepping on my fire lily." Mo Sen started his plan.
"Oh, okay, what is it?" Lu Ping asked.
It’s easy to get hooked! Mo Sen felt proud, and then said: "Ten o'clock, no, let's go to ten thirty. Let's go to the garden in the northwest district. Do you know where it is?"
"Know."
"Well, don't forget it at half past ten," Mo Sen warned.
"Actually, I'm fine now, why not go there now?" Lu Ping said.
The unexpected answer immediately made Mo Sen a little panicked. Of course, it won't work now. He has to be prepared, because he wants to make all this an accident.
"No!" Mo Sen quickly said in a firm and unquestionable tone, "I don't need you now. Come back at 10:30, that's all."
"Then...okay!" Lu Ping hesitated for a moment and finally accepted Mo Sen's arrangement.
Mo Sen took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, that's it!"
"Yes, see you, Teacher Moson."
"Yes." Mo Sen nodded and watched Lu Ping leave until he was no longer visible. Detour, speed up, and rush straight to the northwest area of the college. This garden is located in the most remote location of Zhaofeng Academy, and the garden planning is not very good. But that’s the job of a landscaper, and Mawson is a landscaper. The word difference means the work content is completely different. Planting and cultivating various flowers, plants and trees is his specialty. Mo Sen would come here often to do some strange cultivation experiments in this not-so-popular garden, so he was quite familiar with it.
There will never be anyone here at this time.
After Mawson arrived, he checked the time: nine thirty-five. So I was even more convinced that I knew how to push the time from ten o'clock to ten thirty.
Fifty-five minutes should be enough, right?
Mawson had a plan in mind to cause an accident. He decided to use a viewing pavilion in the garden to start. This pavilion has been dilapidated for a long time. No one should be surprised if it collapses. What he has to do is to make it meet his needs.
After studying the structure of the viewing pavilion, Mawson began to work on it. Busy and sweaty, time flies by. After completing the first part of the expected work, Mohsen glanced at the time.
Ten fifteen!
Has it been forty minutes? Mo Sen was shocked. The time consumption exceeded his imagination. He completely overestimated his demolition ability. Naihe didn't dare to use the power of soul, as it would leave traces.
fifteen minutes! It seems a little too late, but it depends on man-made efforts.
Mawson did not give up and moved faster. This has improved the efficiency a lot, but it is still very difficult to complete it at half past ten.
Maybe, the boy will be late?
Not wanting to give up halfway, Mawson considered the possibilities. He didn't stop, paying attention to where he was coming from. It was half past ten, and Lu Ping did not show up. Mo Sen felt ecstatic in his heart. This guy is indeed unreliable. He will be late as expected. Just a little longer, five minutes! I still have a chance to complete it myself.
five minutes! Oops, it's still a little bit close, but that guy hasn't arrived yet, there's still time, just wait a little longer, you idiot.
ten minutes! Still not close. But people haven't come yet, well, you will pay for your unpunctuality, which is a wonderful irony.
fifteen minutes! Phew, it's done. This guy was actually fifteen minutes late. It's really unreliable, but because of this, he completely ruined his chance of survival. It's really sad.
After finishing everything, Mawson let out a sigh of relief. He was covered in sweat, but he didn't feel tired at all. He began to eagerly look forward to Lu Ping's arrival and to be knocked over by the collapsed viewing pavilion.
When that guy comes, it will be like this, like this...
Mo Sen was thinking about his plan to lure Lu Ping into the game, and felt that everything was perfect.
Ninety points! Mo Sen was satisfied and once again gave himself a high score of 90.
But in the blink of an eye, it was already eleven o'clock, half an hour had passed since the agreed time, but not even Lu Ping's shadow was seen.
Really poor, broken promises, disrespectful of time. Mo Sen scolded Lu Ping in his heart, but for another half an hour, Lu Ping still didn't show up.
Could it be...this guy thought it was half past ten in the evening?
Thinking about it carefully, I did forget to emphasize that it was morning.
Wait until 10:30 pm? That's stupid, just do it again tonight. But what if the guy wasn't waiting for the evening, but was simply, shamefully, late for an hour?
Wait another hour!
After much thought, Mawson finally decided this way. So, an hour later, Mawson left the Northwest District garden tired and hungry. On the way to the college dining hall, his legs were shaking a little.
He is old and his physical strength is not outstanding. Although the six souls have a total of seventeen heavenly realms, the power soul, which is closely related to physical fitness, does not even have the first heavenly realm. This is the inheritance of their family, and they are very slow in sensing the spirit of power.
He didn't dare to use the power of soul and relied entirely on his own physical strength to work. This was by no means easy for Mo Sen. At first, there was still a sense of expectation, but after two hours of waiting, this energy had long been exhausted.
At this time, Mawson just wanted to have a full meal and then go back and have a good sleep. As a result, they happened to see Lu Ping and Su Tang walking out of the dining hall and met him face to face.
"Lu Ping!" Mo Sen suddenly regained his energy.
"Teacher Moson." The two of them greeted him together.
"I think you haven't forgotten what I told you, right?" Moson said.
"Of course not." Lu Ping said.
Mo Sen felt a little relieved. It seemed that this boy really thought it was half past ten in the evening.
"Don't forget." After Mawson said this, he really didn't want to say anything more. He just wanted to eat and rest as soon as possible. As a result, when he was about to leave, he heard Su Tang asking Lu Ping, "What's the matter?"
Oops!
Mo Sen's heart suddenly tightened.
Careless! How could you just say this in front of Su Tang? When she asked this, Lu Ping said, if something unexpected happens there at night, it would be easy for people to make some associations, right?
How can I find an explanation to make things right?
I was thinking nervously when suddenly someone ran on the avenue over there and yelled: "It's not good!"
"What?" The shout attracted the attention of many people, who all chased after him and asked.
"The viewing pavilion at No. 18 Garden in the Northwest District collapsed."
"Ah! Did anyone get hurt?"
"That's not true, but after Teacher Hof checked it, he said that someone had damaged the structure of the viewing pavilion."
"Huh? Who would do such a thing?"
"I don't know, we are still investigating. Teacher Hof said that judging from the extent of the damage, this person obviously did not want to demolish the viewing pavilion, but wanted to take advantage of the collapse of the viewing pavilion for other purposes."
"What else could you be trying to do? You just want to hurt someone!"
"It must be!"
"There is such a person in the academy."
"Yeah, that's terrible. Who could it be?"
"Did you see anyone going over there this morning?"
"I do not know……"
As the news spread, opinions abounded. The students were all discussing the matter, and such voices kept passing by Mawson.
"Teacher Moson, Teacher Moson?"
"Ah!" Mo Sen suddenly came back to his senses and found that Su Tang was by his side at some point and had called him countless times.
"What's wrong with you? You look so ugly." Su Tang asked with concern.
"I...I'm fine. I did some work in the morning and I'm a little tired. I need to rest," Moson said.
"Then shall I take you back?"
"No, no, I can just go by myself. You can go and do your work!"
"Oh, then be careful!"
"Be careful, be careful..." Mosen repeated these two words, which already had a different meaning in his heart. How should this matter end? Confess to the academy? I am trying to eradicate the scum for Su Tang, so the college will understand... No, if it is a personal purpose, maybe it is okay, but the purpose of the college is, how can one student be killed directly just because he affects another? This is completely untenable morally. What I did was a bit too much!
He was restless when he suddenly heard Lu Ping shouting from behind him: "Teacher Mo Sen, do you want to go to the No. 18 Garden at night?"
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