In Xiangcheng, the Ren family can barely cover the sky with only half its hand, but the little policeman is also good.

Look at the condescending attitude of Ren Wanxuan and the others, and look at Bai Qian's obedient way of not forgetting to learn despite being persecuted, it only takes a second for them to favor the weak.

However, these few words gave Ren Wanxuan a hard blow to the head.

First it was "five hundred thousand", then "VIP invitation", these words made everyone in the office unable to recover.

Lu Lingxi was relieved. She sat down slowly and said, "So, police officer, it has nothing to do with my students, right?"

"certainly."

"How is that possible?" Ren Wanxuan didn't want to believe it at all.

In her eyes, Bai Qian was a Qiufeng relative of the Ji family who came from nowhere. She moved to Xiangcheng in her senior year of high school with an obvious purpose, and lived with Ji Heng in an alley that had not been developed for decades.

Not to mention the invitation letter, she probably didn't know where Blackwater Street was heading.

Chen Zhu, who was standing next to him, only reached out to take the invitation from the police officer and looked at it carefully.

In fact, there is a big difference between ordinary invitation letters and VIP invitation letters. The invitation letter bought by the Ren family has been read by Ren Wanxuan Chen many times, and he can quickly see the difference.

Chen Zhu looked at Ren Wanxuan, "This should be hers, it's different from yours."

"Are you ready?" The policeman reached out and took back the invitation letter in Chen's hand, "This is someone else's thing."

Then he reached out and handed the invitation back to Lu Lingxi. He remembered that Lu Lingxi was the class teacher of the girl just now.

Ren Wanxuan pursed her lips. She didn't know where to start. Her mind was in a mess, "Well, what about my invitation letter?"

The policeman didn't say anything. He looked at Shi Yutong beside her.

Around Ren Wanxuan, something was wrong with Shi Yutong as early as when the police took out Bai Qian's invitation letter.

The invitation letter was obviously stuffed into Bai Xian's schoolbag by her.

How did it become Bai Zian?

What about the invitation she slipped in?

"Ms. Ren," the police are such great people. They can even use powerful memory recovery techniques on perverted murderers. A student like Shi Yutong who is not yet mentally mature can be seen through by them at a glance, "I think it's better." Don’t look at outsiders, is this classmate your friend?”

When he saw Shi Yutong, his face turned pale and his whole body collapsed on the ground.

Ren Wanxuan lowered her head and stared at Shi Yutong.

The squad leader of Class 8 was at the door. Hearing this, he reacted and turned back to Class 8 to look through Shi Yutong's desk.

The others looked at each other and followed suit.

In fact, the squad leader of Class 8 didn't do much digging. As soon as he took out his schoolbag, a red invitation letter fell to the ground.

A very silent scene.

Lu Lingxi looked at all the people in Class 8 expressionlessly, then turned around and said to the vice principal: "The police are here too, let them handle it."

"Of course," the policeman said, "500,000 yuan is not an ordinary theft crime."

In the end, the squad leader of Class 8 just lowered his voice and looked a little confused. He looked at Chen Zhu: "Brother Zhu, don't you hear that this invitation letter is rare? Why does Bai Qian have it too?"

Moreover, it seems to be more advanced.

Chen Zhu has always been the leader of Class 8. This group of Prince Class members will naturally ask him anything they encounter.

But now, Chen Zhu only narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head.

Ren Wanxuan lowered her eyes and said nothing.

**

Class 15.

When Bai Zian returned, her desk and stool had been set up, her schoolbag and books had been tidied up, and everything was as it was.

Her usually lazy and casual face seemed a little depressed.

Her beautiful eyebrows held an aura of "I must kill someone today".

Seeing her return, everyone who was already absent-minded couldn't help but glance at her.

but……

No one dared to speak.

Bai Zian is wearing a blue and white school uniform jacket, and underneath is a white T-shirt with a green bamboo embroidered on it.

She pulled up the chair, lazily supported the table with her right elbow and sat down. Her long hair was pulled back, and she looked through her notebook gracefully with her eyes lowered.

The midday sun shines through the window, and her half-closed eyes are hidden in the shadows cast by her eyelashes, like a white tiger whose territory has been violated, calm and dangerous.

Until Bai Zian turned another page.

Most of the formula questions in Mr. Jiang's notebook are written very clearly and clearly, but some are very casual, such as:

Maxwell's electromagnetic field theory——

Mr. Jiang: [omitted]

A classic problem about the motion of charged particles——

Mr. Jiang: [Obviously]

He drew a globe and added the following words:

[Teacher, didn’t you wake up? There is no gravity at all, this is a distortion of time and space]

A whole page of complete and clear notes plus theorems, the last line——

Mr. Jiang: [What on earth are these teachers talking nonsense about?]

[Make an imo paper to calm down]

Mr. Jiang patiently took down complete notes for a few days, and then asked a question——

【Why should I sit here and listen to the lecture?】

After that, there are several pages of questions about analyzing planet density based on the motion of celestial bodies, which should be written for other people to read——

Mr. Jiang: [Why do you need me to explain such a simple question? 】

After carefully analyzing the movements of celestial bodies for several days, it finally broke out——

[Did Jiang Xijue’s brain get eaten by zombies? 】

[Ming Dongheng seems to be a paramecium]

[I want to blow up Xu Nanjing]

【What the hell are the three of them? 】

[It’s hard to imagine that a university would admit them]

…

It can be seen that he doesn't take class seriously, often skips work, and complains with an indifferent expression.

Bai Zian is going to die laughing at these words.

She took out her cell phone, and someone seemed to recall something on his notebook, an unread message from an hour ago.

Teacher Jiang: [Look at something useful]

Bai Zian poked at his phone and replied lazily: [Like Paramecium?]

Teacher Jiang: [...]

Bai Qian:【,】

Jiang Fuli, who was opposite, stared at the comma for a while, then found a video from the photo album and sent it.

Bai Xian opened it and took a look. It was a very spectacular blue ring of fire, surrounded by transparent blue flames.

Her eyes lit up: [What is this]

Teacher Jiang: [Shock Mach Ring]

Bai Qian collected this video: [Very nice]

Teacher Jiang:【Are you happy?】

Bai Qian:【.】

She lay on the table and looked at Mach Ring, Shi Yutong and Ren Wanxuan over and over again. She forgot about them, then lazily propped up her chin, and casually picked up a pen and started to write down other analyzes he had written seriously.

behind.

A group of people motioned to Zhang Shize to ask questions.

As people in the same class, they are united as one, and the new classmates don't seem like people who steal other people's things.

Don't ask why, just ask because you have a filter for beauties.

Zhang Shize replied with his eyes: [Why didn't you ask?]

Just kidding, he had already felt Bai Zian's transformation and killing spree at close range, and he didn't want to die, at least not now.
To be continued...