Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Xu Yaoguang didn't care who Qin Ran was before.

It doesn't matter if she's left-handed or not.

So I was surprised to see her draw the board with her right hand, but she ignored it.

Think about it now.

Qin Ran is not a left-hander at all!

Xu Yaoguang closed his eyes, and it seemed that all the details were not difficult to understand. Qinran wrote very slowly with his left hand, like a beginner.

He put down his chopsticks.

Cross out the QR280+ on the paper, and write a question mark again.

The left hand is 280, what about the right hand?

Qiao Sheng played a small game, and when he saw Xu Yaoguang put down his chopsticks again, his expression seemed to be loose, so he couldn't help but move his head.

Can't see what's going on.

The few lines drawn by Xu Yaoguang are too strange.

Qiao Sheng is not a professional player, and he has no concept of opponent's speed. Even if Meng Xinran is put together with other players, he can't tell the difference between a hand speed of 500+ and a hand speed of 200+.

"Qiao Sheng, Young Master Xu, are you still leaving?" The door of Xu Yaoguang's bedroom was open, and He Wen, who was opposite, leaned against the door frame, knocked on the door, and called them to go to class.

"Wait a minute," Qiao Sheng raised his head and pointed at Xu Yaoguang, "Young Master Xu hasn't eaten yet..."

"Don't eat." Xu Yaoguang stood up straight away, threw the rest of the meal into the trash can, and went to the classroom with them with the piece of paper.

**

School infirmary.

When Cheng Juan came back with Lu Zhaoying, who was carrying milk tea, Qin Ran was leaning on the table, observing the nearly dehydrated grass on the glass dish.

"Miss Qin," Cheng Mu brought a cup of tea to Qin Ran, pointed to the grass on the glass dish, and lowered his voice, "Is this Wangyou yours?"

Qin Ran stood with her back to the window. Today the sun is bright, but the light is cold.

Turning his head against the light, he raised his eyebrows, "What do you call it?"

"Wangyou, it's only available in auction houses," Cheng Mu thought for a while, then asked again, "Master Juan gave it to you?"

"Oh," Qin Ran nodded casually, and said lazily, "My deskmate gave it to me. It smells good."

sleep well.

"Are you at the same table?" Cheng Mu immediately thought of Lin Siran who had never seen the world before, and was a little confused, "How come?"

He took two steps, picked up the glass bottle Cheng Juan put on the table, and looked at it.

I looked around and couldn't find the code number.

It must be fake...

Cheng Mu originally thought it was given to Qin Ran by Cheng Juan, but now that he knew it was a fake, he treated it casually.

Lu Zhaoying kicked open the door and came in, sat down on the dining table, tapped Erlang's legs, and handed the milk tea to Qin Ran, "Qin Xiaoran, are you and Pan Mingyue really friends?"

A cold, evil, cynical and bohemian big brother.

One is obedient and quiet, and he is a good student at first glance.

No matter how you look at it, you can't get together.

Qin Ran stuck the straw in and casually put it in her mouth: "Yes."

"She must have good eyes." Lu Zhaoying smiled while holding the chopsticks.

Qin Ran, who had been drinking milk tea, suddenly raised her head when she heard this sentence, her eyes were extremely cold, and her brows were full of frivolity, "Don't provoke her."

The tone is serious.

Lu Zhaoying remembered that she had known Qin Ran for so long, she was so good at reaching out, and the only injury was because of Pan Mingyue, "You cover her like this?"

Qin Ran continued to drink milk tea, no matter what Lu Zhaoying asked next, she would not open her mouth.

After a long while, Lu Zhaoying seemed to hear a simple and smokeless sentence——

The voice was too low, he probably only heard "sin" and it was not clear.

After washing his hands, Cheng Juan, who walked this way with a slight smell of disinfectant, paused.

Lu Zhaoying opened his mouth, wanting to ask a little more clearly.

Cheng Juan put his hand on the ebony chair, pulled it away, and gave him a faint look, "Go and wash your hands."

After eating, Qin Ran continued to practice calligraphy lying on the table. She wrote with her left hand and her chin half-supported with her right hand. Her pretty face was full of impatience, slutty and uninhibited.

Taking another sip of the unfinished milk tea just now, Qin Ran bit her straw and tilted her head.

Cheng Juan was polishing the glass pieces inside. He was not that professional, so he sat halfway on the table, holding the glass pieces with his slender and clean fingers.

Eyebrows drooping, seems a little slack.

Cheng Mu saw that Qinran stopped writing halfway through her writing, and felt that she was not in a good mood today.

"Looking at Master Juan's meticulous demeanor, it seems like he treats real Wangyou." Cheng Mu moved a stool and sat next to Lu Zhaoying, holding a mobile phone to send Cheng Jin a message.

Lu Zhaoying was looking at the tickets for this Saturday's exhibition game, and counting the time to go to the capital, "What is the worry?"

"Oh, I don't know the specifics about the things the old man wears all year round. Last year, I accompanied Mr. Cheng to the auction house. It was not expensive. At that time, it was 470w, and it only took less than a month." Cheng Mu said calmly.

Lu Zhaoying paused in his hands, Cheng Mu probably drifted, and 470w can tell that it's not expensive.

It is difficult for a large company to have a turnover of 470w a month.

"But Ms. Qin's should be fake." Cheng Mu thought for a while, then lowered his voice, "I didn't see the code on it."

He bought it with Mr. Cheng, so he knew very well that this kind of sale usually has a clear code to prevent counterfeiting.

It was only when Qin Ran slowly finished practicing another copybook that she pulled her hat and went out to Class Nine.

Cheng Juan polished the glass piece, put it aside, opened the glass door and walked out.

Leaning on the chair she was sitting on before, she stretched out her hand and flipped through the copybook she practiced.

The handwriting has indeed improved a lot.

After a long while, he bent his fingers, knocked on the table, and said casually: "Cheng Mu, I want to read the information of 712 again."

Cheng Mu went to get the materials.

Cheng Juan turned directly to the other side and looked at it for a long time.

This is the page with Qinran's name on it.

"I can't find Lao Yao's daughter. She appeared at the scene, but the final information is here." Cheng Mu glanced at it and remained silent. "I guess it was revenge by Poison Wolf. Poison Wolf and his group are not good people." .or be well protected, but...the latter is unlikely."

No one would do this for the daughter of an anti-drug detective, right?

It's not a big shot.

Dui Lang has always been ruthless in his actions. He and Dui Hao only took over a stronghold in Yuncheng until now.

Yao Weilin (buried alive and suffocated)

Yao Weilin's wife (buried alive and suffocated)

Yao Weilin's daughter (unknown)

There were three pits at the scene, and one pit was not buried. Some people speculated that Yao Weilin's daughter was there before.

From the beginning to the end, Yao Weilin's daughter didn't even appear by name, and the information bureau didn't have any news about her.

Cheng Juan leaned back, stretched out his hand, covered his eyes, and said softly, "Cheng Mu, have you ever heard of multiple-choice questions about train tracks?"

"Suppose there is a Mercedes-Benz train in the distance. There are two tracks ahead. One person is tied to one track, and two people are tied to the other track. Of these three people, two you particularly respect, and one is your friend. I will give you ten seconds , you can only choose to save one side remotely, how would you choose?"

Cheng Mu was taken aback, "Maybe I want to choose between you, Young Master Lu, and Cheng Jin?"

Then he frowned again, "Then I choose not to do it."

"If you don't do anything, the three of you will die together." Cheng Juan looked out of the window and lowered his voice.

"In the final analysis, let me choose to kill two people or one person?" Cheng Mu paused, then said quietly: "Master Juan, you are so cruel."

Even if he really chooses, he will go crazy.

Cheng Juan slowly closed his eyes, slightly clenched his fingers resting on the table, leaned against the back of the chair, and stopped talking.

**

When Qinran arrived in class nine, the self-study get out of class was almost over.

Lin Siran was writing the physics paper, and it was almost finished. When he saw Qin Ran, he immediately handed over his physics paper, "Quick copy, Young Master Xu will come to collect the paper later."

Qin Ran didn't really want to write.

But when Lin Siran said that, she took a pen and slowly copied Lin Siran's answer onto the physics paper.

When Xu Yaoguang collected the paper and received it here, Lin Siran raised his head and explained something to Xu Yaoguang.

In the past, when seeing Qinran copying the papers, Xu Yaoguang would leave without saying a word, regardless of whether she wanted to hand in the papers or not.

Today he stopped rarely, and when he finished copying, there was no trace of impatience in his brows.

Lin Siran was a little surprised, but didn't say anything, and turned sideways again, resting his chin with one hand to watch Qin Ran write the paper, quite surprised, "Ran Ran, your handwriting has really improved a lot, and it's also a bit pretty."

Qinran's left hand has been writing very slowly, and it's not very good-looking.

In the past few days, Lin Siran found that her writing was getting better and better, with one stroke and one stroke, penetrating three points, and a bit of style, not quite like a primary school student's handwriting.

After Qinran finished writing, she handed the paper to Xu Yaoguang.

Xu Yaoguang looked down, and the handwriting improved more than a little.

The handwriting has not changed in the past ten years, but it has only been two months now, how can it change so fast?

Xu Yaoguang put the paper on the top and pursed her lips, but it was because she seldom used her left hand to write before.

He sent the paper to the physics teacher.

Returning to his seat, he took out his phone, opened Weibo, searched for Yang Fei's, and followed his Weibo to enter the qr homepage.

Xu Yaoguang couldn't think of anyone else who could make Yang Fei say "better than me".

Qin Ran met almost all of them.

Except for one thing, her hand speed, when she was pk with Meng Xinran last night, Xu Yaoguang noticed that Qin Ran's hand speed was only 280+.

Anything can be covered, but hand speed cannot.

But now...

Xu Yaoguang took a pen and drew equal lines among Q, QR, and qr.

She lowered her head, her eyes flickered, and her slightly pinched fingers trembled a little.

**

"Ran Ran, where's the grass on your neck?" Lin Siran pulled out the math materials that will be used later, and tilted her head.

Qin Ran leaned slightly against the wall, her beautiful eyebrows were lowered, and she was not very interested, "It's being taken as a specimen."

"Throw away the bad one, we still have a lot in our family." Lin Siran thought for a while, a little embarrassed, and whispered: "My dad is a flower farmer."

"Oh." Qin Ran nodded, "You've seen my dad, a construction worker."

Gao Yang paced in from the corridor with this document in hand.

After a class, he knocked on Qinran's desk and motioned her to follow.

"This is the three-day leave you asked for," Gao Yang handed Qinran the leave note in his hand.

"Thank you, teacher." Qin Ran took it over and looked down to see that the leave slip had been approved.

Qin Ran put away the leave note and walked to her seat.

Xu Yaoguang also came out with a piece of paper at this moment, "Mr. Gao, I want to ask for leave."

This is strange. Recently, one or two of them have to ask for leave. Gao Yang put the information book under his armpit, "How many days?"

"Next Monday to Wednesday, three days." Xu Yaoguang handed Gao Yang the reason for the leave application.

Gao Yang took it and casually said, "Monday to Wednesday?"

It's the same time as Qin Ran's leave.

Bowing his head, Xu Yaoguang wrote a detailed reason for asking for leave, and he returned to the capital.

Qin Ran is much more casual, two very arrogant words - [private affairs].

Gao Yang was not even willing to be perfunctory.

Xu Yaoguang let out a "hmm" without further explanation.

Gao Yang reached out to approve the leave note for him.

**

After school in the afternoon, Qiao Sheng took a basketball and patted it several times, waiting for Xu Yaoguang to come out.

Xu Yaoguang looked at it with his mobile phone, but didn't leave immediately.

He raised his head, Qin Ran was still sitting on the seat, she rested her chin on her hand, flipping through the book one by one, and she could see from behind that she was quite impatient.

After thinking for a while, Xu Yaoguang pulled away the chair and stood up.

Qiao Sheng originally thought that Xu Yaoguang was going to come out, but he didn't expect him to walk towards Qinran with his mobile phone.

"Hey—Young Master Xu!" Qiao Sheng stood up straight and immediately chased after him.

Xu Yaoguang ignored him. He enlarged a photo he had kept on his phone and put it in front of Qin Ran.

"What's the matter, tell me." Qin Ran held the book in her hand and turned her head impatiently.

Qiao Sheng frowned and took a look. The magnified photo on Xu Yaoguang's phone didn't seem to be very clear. The pixels were not good, so it should have been a few years ago.

Above is the back of a person, wearing black clothes, like OST's combat uniform, with a peaked cap on his head.

I didn't see the face, but only a back view, which can be seen as arbitrary.

"Is it you?" Xu Yaoguang propped his hands on the table, lowered his head slightly, without any emotion in his eyes, "Q."