After a long time, Li Chenguang found out that the principal had some hidden illness and had gone out to find dragon grass.
For the dignity of men.
The two reached an unspeakable contract.
The dragon grass had been eaten last time, and he never dared to leave the city gate again, so he approached Li Chenguang again.
Li Chenguang thought about it, wait until the weekend is off, and ride a bike outside the city wall to the southeast to look for it, but that place is too deep and there is a swamp, so it feels very dangerous.
After thinking about it, as soon as I entered the classroom, I realized that something was wrong.
In the past, the bustling classroom atmosphere became particularly depressing.
A group of people gathered around the girls' table in the front row of the second row near the door, chatting away.
Through the gap in the crowd, you can see Li Shuang, the class life committee member, lying on the table with his hands folded, burying his head in tears.
This of course has nothing to do with Li Chenguang, but his seat is in the last row, and the two paths leading to the back row and the podium are blocked by several girls sitting around the table in front.
Traffic jam.
If he wanted to get over it, he could only squeeze the girl's soft body and rub it against her.
At first glance, this seems like a good opportunity to get up close and personal and feel the elasticity and softness of an adolescent girl's body. However, the figure of the girl stuck on the road and behind the podium is too tall and majestic. If you move forward rashly, the other party will suddenly turn around. Li Chenguang's small body might be as brittle as his bones, causing sparks to "click" when it collides with the table behind him. The pain...
The dead memories suddenly began to attack Li Chenguang.
There were several boys at the back door that Li Chenguang didn't like very much, so he could only wait at the door.
"Shuangshuang, don't cry. Why don't you think about it again and see if there is somewhere else you haven't looked for? Let's help you look for it together."
"That's right. This money is in the school and will not disappear for no reason."
"She must still be in the class. There are only so many people in our class, and everyone is watching."
"Think about it, will it fall somewhere else?"
Li Shuang raised her red face full of tears from crying and said with choked sobs, "Oh~~ I have been putting it in the drawer since I brought it here in the morning. I went to the cafeteria to finish eating at noon and wanted to come back and give the money to the teacher. Who did it? I know, I opened it and saw that it had been replaced by a newspaper, ugh~~~"
"..."
After Li Chenguang listened for a while, he understood what happened.
Li Shuang brought money from home in the morning. She was careful to hold it with her hands all the way for fear of losing it. As soon as she entered the classroom, she put it in the drawer. She planned to wait until she was free at noon and hand it over to the teacher after she finished eating. I left for a while when I went to the canteen to eat at noon.
Li Shuang is over 1.5 meters tall and looks as petite as a primary school student. She fully explains what concentration means essence. Her skin is extraordinarily crystal clear and her big eyes are watery.
Her family's conditions were not very good, but her parents doted on her and only allowed her to study and not do menial work, which resulted in her excellent academic performance.
The school also took special care of her and waived many expensive fees. The remaining tuition fees were postponed until now.
Who would have thought that once a meal comes back, the money will become useless paper.
Li Chenguang glanced at Li Shuang's table. In addition to a pile of books, leftover soy milk from breakfast, and stationery, there was the green opaque plastic bag filled with discarded newspapers, some of which were stained with paint. , stacked one after another, and when touched from the outside through the plastic bag, the texture is similar to money. It seems that the person who stole the money is a veteran.
Li Shuang is a cute little girl and a dedicated life committee member in the class. She is very popular and everyone is actively helping her with suggestions and solutions.
But if you want to think about it, can you let me go first?
After a while, a boy ran out from outside and shouted.
"I've seen the surveillance, I've seen the surveillance."
The visitor is Ding Zhifei, the psychic in the class. As long as he can report to the teacher and ask for credit, you can always see him rushing to the first place. But when it comes to things that require hard work, he can slip away. The Daime Hokage was so fast that not even an afterimage was left.
This guy has been enjoying it for three years, and he has gained a good reputation among teachers in various subjects.
Ling Yexue came with him.
Li Chenguang knew from the expression on the other party's face that there must be nothing to gain.
Everyone in the classroom looked at Ding Zhifei.
"Li Shuang left very late and came back very early. After her, only three people left the classroom. According to my observation, I already know who took the money."
When Ding Zhifei said this, he looked at everyone's expectant looks and rolled his eyes very proudly. He even took a few big breaths on purpose. The exertion was so fierce that it seemed that after today he would never be able to breathe again. As if angry.
This also caused everyone to rush.
"Who?"
"That's what you said."
"Say it quickly."
"Hurry up, what are you waiting for?"
"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm exhausted. Let me drink some water."
Ding Zhifei enjoys this feeling of being in the spotlight. This is his rare highlight moment, and everyone needs him.
He also deliberately came to his table, took a drink from the water glass.
Like that rogue storyteller, he turned his head and then continued, "One is our deputy squad leader, Yan Ziyue."
Yan Ziyue was standing in front of Li Shuang's desk, with a charming little face and sharp eyes full of anger. She held her hands and stared at Ding Zhifei with an imposing look, "I'm on duty today. , of course I left late, you won’t doubt me even if you have no brains anymore.”
The reason she dares to be so confident is that her Yan family is a well-known wealthy businessman in the country. It is ridiculous to say that she can steal money or something.
"Of course I won't talk about you." This person had nothing to say, so Ding Zhifei could only continue, "Then the second person is Gao Wenyuan."
Gao Wenyuan is tall and tall, at 1.85 meters, he can be considered a tall, rich and handsome man in the class, and according to Li Chenguang's unreliable sources, this guy has been pursuing Yan Ziyue.
Gao Wenyuan stood beside the podium, stared at Ding Zhifei angrily and said, "I am on duty with Ziyue and we will leave together."
In fact, Gao Wenyuan was not on duty today at all, but everyone was in a tacit understanding and did not ask any further questions.
After all, the young master can do whatever he wants.
So far so good.
However, Gao Wenyuan also wanted to show off in front of Yan Ziyue, "It's only 2,000 yuan, which is not enough for the new pen I bought yesterday."
He wanted to use this to show off his strength in order to win priority in choosing a mate in front of girls.
The effect was so obvious that all the girls behind him exclaimed. Two to three thousand is enough for an ordinary working-class family to earn a month's salary, but they only bought a pen.
But the effect was not particularly significant, because Li Chenguang noticed that Yan Ziyue's beautiful little face frowned slightly, showing a bit of displeasure.
The person involved lost money and was feeling sad. He was trying to attack the person on the side because the thing he lost was not valuable.
Naturally, no one would doubt Gao Wenyuan.
Everyone looked at Ding Zhiyuan again, waiting for the last name from his mouth.
Ding Zhiyuan picked up the thermos cup again and moistened his throat.
"The last person was Li Chenguang. He was the last person to leave in the classroom after everyone else."
As Ding Zhiyuan finished speaking, everyone focused their attention on Li Chenguang at the door.
Only Yan Ziyue showed a somewhat doubtful look, tilted her head slightly and muttered, "Who? Li Chenguang, is there such a person in our class?"
Li Chenguang didn't expect that the melon would be eaten by himself, so he could only face the questioning gazes of the crowd and replied stiffly, "I overslept..."
While Li Chenguang was talking, he remembered something. Duan Rongliang had just given him money to buy dragon grass.
Yan Ziyue pushed through the crowd and walked over, stared at Li Chenguang and said, "Okay, it turns out you stole Shuangshuang's money."
Li Chenguang was speechless, "You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. Do you have any evidence?"
"Isn't this just a matter of reasoning?"
"Then I'm really looking forward to your reasoning."
Yan Ziyue held her hands, raised her chin, and said with confidence, "Look, there are only three people after Li Shuang. Gao Wenyuan and I didn't take any money, so you are the only one left to steal money. Excluding all It’s impossible, then the only possibility is what’s left.”
"..."
Li Chenguang was shocked by the other party's reasoning at that time. How did this elimination method work out?
Exhausted by just opening your lips?
Good guy, with your logical reasoning ability, Sherlock Holmes will have to learn from you. If the bookstore doesn’t have your works next year, I will have to destroy the bookstore...
However, as Yan Ziyue finished speaking, a group of classmates' views on Li Chenguang suddenly changed...
