Therefore, academic masters and normal people are two completely different creatures. In these few short sentences, Harley Quinn immediately came to this conclusion.

She could not think of another person who could talk to Old Joey and give him advice, but she did not dare to show up, and wanted to get the keys to the archives room, except Ziliang.

Since Quinn shouted like this, there was no need for Ziliang to pretend anymore. Soon, he walked down from another corner of the stairs.

"Hi, long time no see." Ziliang greeted awkwardly.

Quinn looked at him, shook his head and smiled: "So, you are going to get the key here, and then run upstairs to check Shirley Birkin's admission profile? As long as you find the evidence, you can prove that you are not crazy, right?"

Ziliang was not too surprised that Quinn had speculated his plan so quickly. He knew that he could not hide it from the other party, so he asked Old Joey to find a pig to look at her. It only took half an hour, no, only 20 minutes.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to care so much about Shirley's identity, but have you ever thought that it doesn't matter who Shirley is now?" Quinn continued.

Ziliang nodded helplessly: "Yes, now all the fingers are pointed at me. I suspect that someone wants to frame me. It's all a game, but I don't know why."

Quinn looked at Ziliang quietly, and after a few seconds: "Okay, I'll find it for you."

"Ah?" This time, it was Ziliang's turn to be stunned.

"Okay, I know that someone who sent you to a mental hospital with his own hands suddenly wanted to help you. This is a bit strange, but I was really for your own good. Since I read the book called "The Mad Asylum in All Worlds", you are like a different person." Quinn said lightly: "I remember you were very sloppy before, and you smoked all day long, but recently, you have become very clean, don't smoke, don't drink, and you have also started to pay attention to your hairstyle, so I have to doubt you."

"I like to smoke before?" Ziliang asked in surprise: "This is impossible!"

"Yes, so I also want to figure out what's going on. If that Shirley is really fake, then I don't want to let someone I don't know stay by my side all day. Now I suggest we go to the archives quickly, so let the pig be a little further away from me?"

"Okay Peg, come here quickly." Old Joey clapped his hands and signaled the pig to come back.

"Epeg?"

"Well, the name I just gave it, how about it, it's very suitable."

Ziliang and Quinn were both silent for a moment: "Well, it's also suitable to change to a pig. Forget it, let's hurry up."

After saying that, the group of three walked along the stairs to the upper archives room.

So, in the world covered by Bill X, security measures are really weak. There are no security personnel in places like mental hospitals, let alone teaching buildings.

So soon, a few people came to the archives room. With the key, the door was naturally no problem. Quinn successfully pushed open the archives room door and then came to a row of shelves. "The admission reports for previous years are all here, and the results of each superpower test are attached to the back. If you want to find someone, this is the most convenient place." Quinn said.

Well, it seems that Ziliang's intention to find the man named Hannibal was also seen through by Quinn.

Ziliang looked at the shelf. The shelf was like a library bookshelves, leaning side by side against the wall, arranged according to the year and class.

Although Ziliang and the others can also use computers to query, if someone suddenly visits the X Academy database at this time, they will inevitably leave some clues. Therefore, Ziliang chose the most primitive and safest method.

What? You said you would leave your fingerprint? Just keep it. Anyway, Ziliang is a murderer now, so what can he do if he adds a "peek at the test scores"?

Then the row leaning against the outermost side was naturally the exam a few days ago. At noon after the exam, Shirley Birkin was no longer the same as in his memory.

So Ziliang immediately opened the exam files for that day.

【Ziliang: Qualified】

【Old Joey: Qualified】

【Harry Quinn: Qualified】

Ziliang stood here and looked through twice: "What's going on? Why can't Shirley Birkin find the results?"

"Can't find it?" Harry Quinn frowned: "Impossible. If someone has no grades, the professors will definitely find it!"

Ziliang nodded: "I will definitely find out, but there is another explanation, that is, the professors know that her grades are gone, but they all choose to turn a blind eye."

"What do you mean?" Quinn asked.

Ziliang did not answer, and then walked to the shelf of the exam file a year ago, searched for it, and soon he pulled out a record.

"Last year's file is still there, and the grades are qualified," Ziliang said, turning over the file and facing everyone. In the upper right corner of the file is a photo album of Shirley Birkin: "Is the Shirley who you remember, and the Shirley you saw these days, the same person as Shirley in this photo?"

Ziliang asked

"Yes, they are all the same people!" Quinn nodded and replied. As for the answer given by Old Joey, he actually didn't matter.

Ziliang listened to Quinn's words, then pointed to the photo gently with his hand.

“This photo has been changed!”

"What?!" Quinn was shocked and took the files from Ziliang. She was not worried about leaving flaws like fingerprints. She had the key here, and sometimes, these files were sorted out by her for Professor Oloro, so it was not uncommon to have her own fingerprint.

Shirley's photo was quietly posted where it should be, and there was nothing unusual, but if the photo was changed, it would definitely leave some traces.

Quinn quickly turned the file to the back, and through the light, he seemed to be able to see the paper page on the back of the photo, which was slightly thinner.

This is caused by the fact that the originally sticking area was slightly brought down after tearing off a photo.

Yes, someone tore off the original photo!

"How could this happen?" Quinn murmured softly.

Not far away, Ziliang continued to flip through the archives of previous years.

"The photos from the previous year were also changed, and from the previous year were also changed! Almost all the photos of Shirley were tampered with, and some gels had just dried up. It should be what happened within two days after the last exam, so something must have happened in that exam!"
Chapter completed!