"I originally thought that the poison was either in the food or in the water. But I stared at it for so long and there was no problem at all. It was just that when the goat milk was shipped in, I smelled something wrong, so I discovered it.
Clues.”
Goat milk contains a small amount of "quartz grass" juice.
This kind of grass is not common, at least not in the Gong family's fiefdom.
"Asshole! Even the children are not spared. Are they still human beings?"
The third brother slapped the table and said through gritted teeth.
Lin Mengya knew that he was angry, and besides, she had no intention of letting him go lightly.
"Whether it's a human or a ghost, we can see clearly in a moment. No matter who is causing trouble behind the scenes, we can't let anyone go."
Gong San nodded heavily, looking at her with trust in his eyes.
"Little sister, we will do what you say!"
"Don't worry, they won't be able to wait long. After a while, you go back to your study first. No matter who comes to find you, just calm down and deal with it carefully."
"how about you?"
Lin Mengya raised her lips and showed a meaningful smile.
"Of course I want to hide in the dark and see if they have any new tricks."
As soon as the two agreed, Gong San went to the study by himself.
And according to Lin Mengya's instructions, he didn't avoid everyone, nor did he go to see the students.
Lin Mengya sat on the couch, looking at the clear sky outside, squinting her eyes, imitating a cat basking in the warm sun, and quietly waiting for something to happen.
In the afternoon, classes had just begun in the college, and the sound of reading loudly could be heard as always.
Because the progress of each school is different, students are divided into classes according to their progress, regardless of their age.
Therefore, in a class, there may be prodigies who are well-spoken, and there may also be sluts who are uneducated and have no skills.
It's just that the teachers are all equally serious, and there is no obvious bias due to the student's family background or talent.
"Sir, my stomach hurts a little!"
In class, Zhang Xiao, who was explaining the Book of Songs, put down his book and looked at the student who spoke with some displeasure.
The student was young, but usually had a steady temperament.
Seeing that his little face turned pale, it seemed that he was not faking it.
"Go ahead, come back early."
Zhang Xiao waved his hand and let the person go.
Just after I picked up the textbook and continued to explain a few sentences, another person said tremblingly, "Sir, I, I am about to die!"
Zhang Xiao's face darkened. The person who spoke this time was the most naughty student in the class.
"Is this where you guys are messing around?" "But father and son, it really hurts me!"
The student gritted his teeth and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Zhang Xiao looked at him and felt a little strange.
Although this child is usually very naughty, he has never been like this.
Without having time to think too much, he waved his hand and let the child go on his own.
Unexpectedly, this afternoon, many students were shouting one after another.
Finally, there was a long queue in front of the latrine.
It was really "you sing and I will come on stage", and the latrine has never been so popular among the students.
By the end, in more serious cases, my face was pale and my legs and feet were weak and weak.
But more often than not, it gets better after running a few times.
However, so many students fell ill at the same time, which immediately made the atmosphere in the college a little weird.
Not long after, someone approached Gong San.
"Dean, something happened in the front yard."
Gong San is sitting at his desk practicing calligraphy.
The little sister asked him to calm down, and he could only use this method to calm down his mind.
Perhaps because he was mentally prepared, when the people in front of him ran in noisily and started shouting, he didn't feel much panic.
He just put down his pen and asked methodically, "What happened?"
"It's the students in the front yard. I don't know what they had for lunch. Many of them are starting to have stomach upsets. You'd better go and have a look!"
The man was so anxious that he hurriedly pulled him to the front yard.
At this time, those students who were seriously ill had been sent back to their dormitories.
I don’t know who said that they were like this because of poisoning. By the time Gong San arrived, the older students were already noisy, shouting that they wanted to go home.
The younger students also looked confused and timid, huddled pitifully in the corner.
"Why are you stopping me? Is it possible that you didn't poison us to death and now you want to beat us to death?"
Several students took the lead in making trouble and attacked the guards who blocked them.
The guards did not dare to attack the students too hard, they just used their bodies to block their punches and kicks.
Although those half-year-olds are scholars, they still have some strength.
In this moment, some of the guards were injured by them, but it was them, whose clothes were just a little messed up.
Gong San frowned and shouted coldly, "What are you making!"
The scene suddenly became quiet.
As soon as the gentlemen who taught saw their dean, their anxious hearts immediately dropped to their stomachs.
They gathered around and told me everything that had happened before.
Of course Gong San believes what the gentlemen said.
And these gentlemen also have doubts.
Gong San was not in a hurry to explain. Instead, he walked to the center of the crowd and raised his voice and said, "Who said they were poisoned?"
After looking around for a week, I finally landed on the students who were causing trouble.
He has some impressions of these people. It is said that they are poor children who signed up at the school.
It's just that now they have rosy faces, long breaths, and strong bodies. It seems that they are living a good life in the college.
"Dean, Ming people don't tell secret stories. They are just poisoned. Otherwise, why would it be like this? We just want an explanation. You won't bully others, right?"
The student's words were so crazy that he was accused of poisoning the college.
Gong San quietly raised his eyelids, but now, he is not so anxious.
He just looked at the students in front of him with cold eyes.
"Oh? You keep saying that they were poisoned, but I didn't know that your medical skills have improved to this point. I would like to thank the gentleman who taught you medical skills. I don't know, which strict master taught you a master?"
When he said this, the student's expression suddenly changed.
In the college, the gentlemen responsible for teaching medical skills looked at each other.
I looked at the faces of the students one by one, and in the end they all shook their heads happily.
"not me."
"Not me either."
""
Hearing the gentlemen's denials, the student immediately became embarrassed.
He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Humph! Although I don't have medical skills, I have seen this kind of poison in my hometown! This poison is called 'Quartz Grass', also known as 'Ye Crying Man'. Young
Child, as long as you eat a little, you will be in trouble for days and nights, and finally die of weakness. Mr. Dean, I would like to ask you carefully, why does such a vicious thing appear in the majestic Sita College?
?”
The man's tone was aggressive, and Gong San's brows jumped. Unexpectedly, the younger sister actually got it right.
Before he could speak, another cold snort came from the crowd.
"What else could be the reason? Of course he wants to kill someone and silence him to cover up his crime!"
Gong San Anger ignited in his heart, and such slander almost drove him crazy.
"Crime, what crime is it? I heard that our dean has a good character and is known to be a humble gentleman!"
The leading student crossed his shoulders and said sarcastically.
At this time, a thin figure emerged from the crowd.
When Gong San saw this person, he felt a heart-piercing pain.
This man was a homeless boy he picked up outside Feiye City who was about to starve to death.
Now, the wandering child was wearing the clothes he bought with his own money, but he stared at him with an extremely disgusted look and said, "That's the guy! He is so beautiful but everything is ruined. He, the women's academy he set up, is not for those girls at all."
He wants to be literate, but he just wants to support a group of prostitutes, collect money for him, and cling to the powerful! Poor my long-lost sister, she is only twelve years old this year, and she was given away by him to a villain who likes to tease young girls!
"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
Not long after, whispers came from the crowd.
People looked at the accused Gong San with all kinds of eyes.
But at this time, he was already shaking with anger, and there was only a fishy-sweet taste in his throat.
"You, you, how can you tell right and wrong and distort right and wrong? I swear to God, I have never done such a dirty and dirty thing. How can you slander me like this!"
Every word, Gong San spent all his efforts to defend his innocence.
But the wanderer who repaid kindness with hatred just sneered and actually spat at him with disgust.
"You are such a shameless villain with a human face and an animal heart! You thought you did everything perfectly, but those children saw it. So in order to cover up your crime, you used all the students in the hospital as a cover, which hurt your hands! You really did
It's a beast with a human face. If there wasn't one person sleeping with me, he would be afraid day and night, for fear that you would do something bad to him, so he would tell me about it! I was impatient, so I secretly investigated. Only then did I discover that my poor sister
, I actually sold it to you! Gongjiao, please pay back my sister’s life!”
After saying that, the man actually pounced on Gong San and wanted to hit her.
Gong San stood there, feeling that his eyes were turning black and his tongue was numb, as if he was extremely angry and furious.
The wanderer's heart was so dark that his fist actually went straight to Gong San's heart.
The people around wanted to stop him, but they couldn't get closer than the distance between them.
Looking at the young man's fist, when he was about to punch Gong San's heart, a white hand stretched out from nowhere and squeezed the young man's fist.
Only a scream was heard, the fist was squeezed open, and a sharpened iron piece fell out.
