When they arrived at Liu Ying's door, everyone noticed that the door was covered with a faint look. Bai Yutang frowned. Has anyone been here?

I reached out and pushed open the door. As expected, the room was in a mess, as if someone had found something.

Bai Yutang frowned and looked down by the window.

I saw that the cello just now had already walked downstairs, and I didn't forget to look up and wave my hand to them, then quickly left and chased after them. It was probably too late.

Zhan Zhao walked around the room and told Bai Yutang in a low voice, "No matter what he was looking for, he probably didn't find it."

Bai Yutang nodded.

Chen Xi and Zhou Yi were quite puzzled, but they vaguely felt that these people seemed not just students and teachers, but they were just that simple.

Zhao Hu was quite smart and asked Zhan Zhao, "You can find something that people can't find!" Zhan Zhao smiled and looked at Zhao Hu, "Hu Zi, where do you usually hide things?"

"Yes." Zhao Hu thought for a while.

"He basically doesn't hide things." Ma Han interrupted, "Throw things away."

Zhao Hu is happy.

"Speaking of it..." Zhan Zhao asked Zhao Hu, "I heard from my elder brother that day that day that I met your father at a dinner party. It turns out that your family is doing business? It's quite rich."

Zhao Hu blinked, "Yes... it seems to be selling something."

Bai Yutang looked through a note on the table and replied casually, "I have read his information and his family is well-off."

Zhan Zhao gave an O-mouth and asked Zhao Hu, "Isn't Hu Zi a Young Master? Why don't he look like a noble young man at all, and he looks like a slutty style. He loves to play white strips when he is an undercover agent?"

Zhao Hu curled his lips, "Men have to rely on themselves!"

Ma Han smiled, "Hu Zi has no idea about money."

"What is the thing you are most afraid of being stolen?" Zhan Zhao asked Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu looked around and saw Chen Xi and Zhou Yi muttering on the side and didn't know what to say, so he whispered to Zhan Zhao, "Gun."

Zhan Zhao Wangtian, "Is there anything besides this?"

Zhao Hu raised his face and thought for a long time, "Oh! I have an NBA star card."

"Where are you hiding?"

"In the book." Zhao Hu looked at the bookshelf beside him, but the books were all on the ground, and it was obviously turned over by someone.

"This has been turned over." Zhao Hu flattered his mouth.

"It means that the other party is looking for something flat." Zhao Jue staggered around and looked at the scenery.

"Clean disc or paper?" Zhao Hu looked at the desk and saw that the notebook was gone. "Clean disc?"

Zhan Zhao waved his hand, "The audio equipment is intact, the CD is scattered all over the floor, it shouldn't be looking for the CD."

"The discs are all over the floor, aren't you looking for the disc?"

"I will never check it one by one," Zhao Jue said, "If I really look for the CD, I will take away all the disks, which is more convenient, right?"

"Then he was looking for a piece of paper..." Zhao Husiwai looked at it, "Photo?"

Zhan Zhao nodded with a smile, "Well, there is one thing that is a photo."

"What else?" Ma Han was curious.

"It's a printed A4 paper." Zhao Jue said slowly, pointing to the location where Bai Yutang is standing not far away, "There is a problem with the window."

"Window..." Everyone walked over to look at the window.

Zhan Zhao turned around and squinted his eyes at Zhao Jue - stole my limelight!

Zhao Jue smiled at Zhan Zhao, "Do you think you can do it? When I can, you were still wearing open-crotch pants."

Zhan Zhao is so angry.

I checked the window and found that it was an old-fashioned wooden window. Bai Yutang touched the window around and found that the base of the window sill was very thick. I pried it open and took out a pencil case.

Open the box and there is a pen inside.

Bai Yutang unscrewed the pen and found that it was empty inside, with a roll of paper. He pulled it out and opened it and frowned slightly...

"Blank paper?" Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao.

"It may be invisible ink." Zhan Zhao asked him to take the paper away and go back and ask Jiang Ping to deal with it.

"What's the photo?" Zhao Hu asked.

Bai Yutang shook the pen box again and found that it was still swaying inside. He pried open the cushion and there was a photo of it folding into three folds below.

Open it and see... It's a group photo similar to a graduation photo.

"It seems like it's been a while." Zhan Zhao took the photo. It was a black and white photo with a wavy border. The photo paper was also an old-fashioned matte photo paper, but the photo was very clear. There was also the words "People's Photo Studio" at the bottom of the white frame. It seemed that it had been taken for at least twenty years.

"Hoho." Zhao Jue took the photo and looked at it, "I haven't seen it for a long time."

Zhan Zhao looked at him, "Do you think the photo is or the person in the photo?"

Zhao Jue smiled mysteriously, pointed to a person in his fingers, and asked Zhan Zhao, "Do you look familiar?"

Zhan Zhao stared at it and opened his mouth wide in surprise - he saw that the person in the photo was Zhao Jue.

Bai Yutang also looked at Zhao Jue up and down, wondering, "Why..."

Zhao Jue tapped his lips gently, signaling the two of them not to speak, and then looked.

Sliding along his fingers, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang saw several other acquaintances, including Bai Yutang's father Bai Yunwen, Zhan Zhao's father Zhan Qitian, Bao Zheng when he was young, and... Bai Yutang.

Zhan Zhao poked the Baiyutang in the photo and looked at Baiyutang.

Bai Yutang waved his hands repeatedly, "It's not me."

Zhan Zhao looked at Zhao Jue, "Your guardian?"

Zhao Jue's face suddenly collapsed, and he reached out to pinch Zhan Zhao's cheek, "You talk about it later!"

Zhan Zhao hurriedly avoided and rubbed his face and glared at him.

"Who are you?"

At this time, Chen Xi couldn't help asking.

Zhao Jue turned around and patted his shoulder gently, "Be good, stay by the side."

Chen Xi blinked, "Oh." He stayed aside.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi took a step back, looked at Zhao Jue in horror, and then saw Chen Xi standing by the door like a wooden man, motionless. This was so abnormal.

Zhou Yi wanted to snatch the door, but Ma Han held the back of his neck and pulled the person back.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Yi struggled, and wanted to shout at the top of his throat, "Help..."

Without saying anything, Zhao Hu knocked on his head, "You are sick, why should you save your life?"

"Don't act anymore." Zhan Zhao waved to him, "Why don't we talk?"

Zhou Yi was stunned, turned around, looking at Zhan Zhao with embarrassment.

Zhao Jue hugged his arms, "If you don't want to tell the truth, I have some ways to let you speak, so it's better to just explain it yourself."

Zhou Yi frowned, "Who are you?"

"What kind of talent are you?" Bai Yutang interrupted, "Yesterday Zhao Xueyan didn't shoot anyone, and just shot you when she saw you, and you coincidentally avoided the vital points.

"You can't beat your arm without any strength, but you're pretending." Ma Han leaned against the door, "You're pretending to be a fake personality. People who shoot so accurately rarely have such an exaggerated personality."

Zhou Yi looked left and right, and saw that he could not get out of here, so he had to spread his hands, "I've been in school for a long time, I'm just an ordinary student. You guys took me into it, right?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhou Yi put his hands in his pockets, "I said suddenly there were so many new teachers and even the principal changed." As he said, he pointed to Ma Han, "This person was a sniper at first glance. I just wanted to calm down the situation. It was better to have less trouble than to have more things. Who knew that Chen Xi knew how to play and insisted on going to Lin Zi to fight, and who knew that the female lunatic and Eleven fought to the death."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Ma Han looked at Zhou Yi in surprise, "Do you know Eleven?"

"I've been lucky enough to see him but haven't lost his life yet." Zhou Yi smiled awkwardly.

Everyone stared at him. Generally speaking, college students are in their twenties, which is the most difficult time to distinguish their age, but Zhou Yi is very tender, more like a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, and has a strong student atmosphere.

"Who are you?" Bai Yutang asked.

"Are you killers or police?" Zhou Yi asked in a slut.

Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao looked at each other and pointed at Zhao Jue together, "Don't you know him?"

Zhou Yi shook his head honestly, "I don't know you."

Zhao Jue also said, "He shouldn't be from me all the way, and there is no such style."

Bai Yutang looked at him, "Are you a killer?"

Zhou Yi smiled helplessly, "Hmm, so... are you police?" As he said that, he pointed at Zhao Jue, "He doesn't look like him."

Zhao Jue moved to Zhan Zhao very consciously, "He and I are from an alien planet, we are cats."

Zhan Zhao pushed him out one meter away.
To be continued...