Huo Xue hesitated for a moment and noticed that the teacher was touching the back of the chair. She sat down naturally, trying her best to follow Zhang Zuomei's appearance, but she still didn't touch the chair. She frowned and slowly raised her back.

"Is your hands okay?"

The hand that was placed on the table touched a few times. Zhang Zuomei did not receive an answer. She opened her eyelids and glanced at Huo Xue's left hand and continued to ask.

"I heard you're in trouble lately?"

Huo Xue pursed her lips, looked at the teacher's eyes with temptation, hesitated, and after several weighing, she chose to remain silent.

She doesn't want to involve more people.

“It has been resolved.”

But in Zhang Zuomei's eyes, this hesitant expression was like a child who was hesitant and anxious and longed for comfort. He wanted to speak but stopped, and was quiet and quiet.

Zhang Zuomei sighed a few times, and her tense breath finally relaxed.

I'll still be afraid, but I'll be a child after all.

"Since you don't want to say it, don't force it." Zhang Zuomei sighed again.

The short-haired girl had a pair of clear black eyes deep and hazy, and a layer of unknown fog was radiated. The sunlight shone on her smooth neck, so soft that it seemed to cover all the dark light.

Huo Xue raised her head and held a faint curve at the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Zuomei rubbed her eyebrows with her hands and lay on the backrest chair. From Huo Xue's perspective, she could see her delicate white bra and raised curves, without a trace of fat, and her daily routine should look very regular.

"How is your recent learning status? Can you keep up?"

Huo Xue lowered her eyes and shook her head.

“Not difficult.”

"In addition to Chinese." Huo Xue added another sentence in the end of the language.

"Look at more annotations, your foundation is too poor. Learn slowly first." Zhang Zuomei smiled helplessly, and finally waved her hand to signal Huo Xue to leave.

"Let's just get here today. Go to music class first. Remember to tell the teacher the reason."

Huo Xue stood up and said goodbye to Zhang Zuomei, her eyes glanced over the backrest chair under her, and responded lightly, "Teacher. Your chair is crooked."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a click and something fell to the ground. Hearing the sound, Teacher Zhao was bent down to look for it.

Zhang Zuomei twisted her back and looked at it.

At first glance, it seems no different. The black base, curved handrails and the streamlined mesh backrest behind are no different from other chairs, and they still look the same.

But after a closer look, I found that the backrest is no longer tilted backwards as before, but is standing almost vertically, and even vaguely bending forward. No wonder the cervical vertebrae have always been sore and numb recently. I fell off my pillow yesterday, and she just thought it was because she hadn't had a good sleep for a while, so she became restless.

But I never thought that there was something wrong with the chair itself.

"Oh, it's okay, you go to class first." Zhang Zuomei waved her hand.

Huo Xue glanced at the corner where Teacher Zhao was sitting, and then walked out of the office.

...

"I don't care! My people die with you, and I must give me an explanation!"

"No matter who the murderer is, if there is still no news within three days, you will get out of here!"

The man on the phone veins burst. He had trained public figures for so long, and finally connected all the relationships and fought against the black boxing. He also spent a huge sum of money on Xu Xusheng to do so many advertisements, but he had not received a big reward, and he was gone like that?

The key is that I don’t know who the murderer is yet.

Damn it!

The staff on the other end of the phone held the receiver and did not dare to refute the grievances. On the black leather sofa in the office, the tall boy leaned on the cushion, staring at the surveillance video, with a heavy face.

After much persuasion, the man opposite finally hung up the phone. The physically and mentally exhausted staff glanced at the dark-faced boy, his whole body tense.

"Mr. Lin, look at this..."

There was no response in the air, and his deep eyes stared at the video that was constantly playing on the screen.

In the quiet corridor, the glass in front of the camera shattered, and then there was only a noisy and disorderly sound from the gray screen. What was strange was that one hand stretched out from the corner of the wall a second before the glass burst.

As if the distance and angle of the throwing strike had been measured long ago, no one showed his head or body during the whole process.

When you see this in the air, you can kill a fly between your eyebrows.

Such accuracy not only requires repeated confirmation of angle and strength. You must also have strong confidence in your own technology so that you will dare to appear and kill people immediately at the risk of destruction failure.

The perpetrator is an insider of the hotel!

"Is there any clue?"

"A small amount of blood was left on the scene. We have sent it to the criminal investigation team for DNA comparison, but..." The staff paused, his scalp a little numb.

"explain."

"But... the blood sample has been contaminated."

"Pollution?" Linkong narrowed his eyes.

"The murderer has specially processed all the remaining blood samples and cannot effectively extract DNA, so..."

So the clue was broken.

"But fortunately the other party did not pull out the TF card from the camera, otherwise..."

The staff suddenly felt the temperature drop suddenly, a little gloomy.

Linkong gritted his teeth, and for the first time I felt that my gums could hurt so much.

"Otherwise we can't even see that hand...right!"

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Thank you to Ning Nuojun for the diamonds rewarded by him and the flowers given by Chu Mingyun!

I was anxious to see a message from a fan who read QQ yesterday! I caught a few cute little ones! Lalala!

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!