Liu Sheng now completely believed what Su Jian said, gave the two a few words, and left with the workers.
The letter was sent by someone from my hometown.
After selecting it, she opened the letter from Principal Ma.
"Senior brother, have you returned to school this time?"
"Well, the new teaching building is expected to be ready for use by March next year."
No. 1 High School was not popular in the college entrance examination this year. In order to better promote No. 1 High School and create a reputation for quality education in City B, Zhongli also accepted an interview with the provincial TV station and recorded a program.
"Do you want me to help spread the word?"
She also had several interview invitations in her hands, but she declined them all because she did not want to receive too much attention.
"We can consider it after we resolve the matter here."
In a few days, Qin Guoan will take them to the Northwest. Washington has already issued certificates for leaving school for the two of them, and President Sun has also signed a consent form at the United Nations General Assembly.
Instead of going back to the school dormitory, the two went to Zhongli's house. He wanted to cook some ginger soup for Su Jian to ward off the cold.
The people living upstairs and downstairs are all DC employees. They are "celebrities" here, and everyone who sees them will make some jokes.
"Brother!"
Su Jian frowned.
The two of them were standing at the door of the unit at the moment. The house was on the fourth floor. The one who lived at the left door on the second floor was an old professor named Meng. His wife was bedridden all year round and their children were not around. Professor Meng took care of her alone.
she.
At this time, in the thermal imaging, there were two sneaky figures behind the large iron door of Meng's house, and there were three people in another room. One of them was lying on the bed, and she should be Professor Meng's wife.
So who are the other people?
Can a normal person do such a despicable act as hiding behind a door?
"Senior brother, don't come up."
Before Zhongli could refuse, she had already gone upstairs, deliberately making chaotic footsteps and shouting Zhongli's name loudly.
The door to the second floor was suddenly pushed open, and no one could see clearly before being hit by a black shadow with a hood over their head, making them dizzy.
It’s the girl with a pocket full of wet clothes who can bounce a sewing needle into a concrete pillar. You can imagine how strong her inner strength is.
The three gangsters were beaten unconscious. What happened? Didn’t you say that the old, weak, sick and disabled all live in this building? Why are there national first-class athletes? Oh no, they are martial arts masters? Or are they possessed by boxing champions? There is no way
Is it okay to be powerless?
The three were soon subdued, and upon hearing the shouts, the neighbors also ran out.
"What's going on? Someone broke into and robbed the house in broad daylight?"
This incident alarmed the school's senior management. The residential area was full of retired teachers from the school. This was great, but the security was also very poor.
The three of them soon confessed that no one was instructing them. They were just passing by. They felt that the community was quite rundown and the people walking around were all elderly people. It was easy for them to attack. They stumbled upon the house where Zhongli lived and entered Professor Meng's house to commit robbery.
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"If you make it up again, these words are full of loopholes. I don't believe it."
In the room, Su Jian crossed her legs and sipped the ginger soup cooked by her senior brother.
It's a bit spicy. If you add some cola, it will definitely taste better.
Zhong Li glanced at her, and Su Jian was startled. Why did she feel that her senior brother could hear her voice-over?
"Sister, I really didn't lie. If you don't believe me, you can ask them two."
"Haha, your pig teammates have already told you that someone will give you one hundred yuan each to find out the truth."
What?
The man subconsciously touched his pocket, and there was indeed a hundred dollars in it. How did she know?
"Hurry up and tell the truth, strive for leniency, and be an honest person. Wouldn't it be nice for him?"
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