I am a god in script killing

Chapter 77 Rose's Funeral (11)

"What's wrong with this photo?" 069 was recording, and stopped the program when he saw Bo Jun stop.

[Brother Ninth,] Bo Juan clicked on the little boy in the photo, [Does he look familiar? 】

069 doesn't know if it looks familiar or not, but the system can naturally analyze the appearance, and all the things he has seen can be compared with data.

After scanning the results, he also paused, slightly surprised:
"The boy?"

[Well, it's Ren Huai. 】

Bo Jun scratched his chin unconsciously with his index finger, keeping his eyes on the photo: [Then Brother Nine, please compare who is the little girl on Ren Huai's left. 】

She was referring to the little girl in Bai Wei's memory who had an argument with Ren Huai.

Bo Jun is not particularly sure about the Eighteen Changes of the Women's University.

"It's elegant."

After scanning, 069 gave the result: "Ren Huai dances ballet and knows Wen Yaya?"

【Well, as expected, there are clues in the plot fragments in Bai Wei's memory. 】

[There is a clue,] Bo Jun frowned, [The most important thing now is to figure out the deeper relationship between the two. 】

"In the supernatural script, after death, people will maintain the usual appearance in life. Ren Huai said that he is a student in the third grade of junior high school," 069 said, "Wen Yaya stopped dancing ballet in the third grade of junior high school."

[My experience in the book tells me that the core plot was just three years ago,] Bo Jun is sure, [Wen Yaya knows something about Ren Huai's death. 】

069 agrees: "The breakthrough point has been found."

"These trophies are all in the cabinet," said a voice from inside. Mother Wen walked out of the room with the trophies and medals, smiling, "I'll take them out after a while and wipe them to prevent dust from accumulating."

"So many trophies and medals."

Bo Jun took it over to look at it, and suddenly saw red marks on a piece of tape in the medal pile.

looking at...

like blood.

Bo Jun looked away calmly, then smiled and picked up the photo album to show Wen's mother:

"Mother Wen, the little ballet dancers in this photo are the children from the class that my friend took care of as I just said."

"Really?" Mother Wen took the photo album in surprise, "This is still a ballet class from a long time ago."

"Yeah, I just started college at that time." Bo Jun pointed to Ren Huai in the photo, "I still remember that the little boy in the ballet class was very good at ballet."

"boy?"

Mother Wen paused strangely, and an unknown emotion flashed in her eyes.

But the decent lady laughed again, but it was a little lighter, and it didn't reach the bottom of the eye:
"Yeah, I heard my child mention it, when I got home when I was a child, I told me that a boy became the lead dancer and participated in the competition together.

"There is only one boy in a skirt and make-up in the whole arena. Other parents and audiences have watched it frequently, but it has attracted attention. I am quite impressed."

【Ninth brother, what do you think? 】Bo Jun asked a playful question.

"Normal reaction," 069 said, "There are very few people who can take off their colored glasses to evaluate equally and essentially."

Bo Jun doesn't argue with her about who is the best dancer. She doesn't have the time to spend on things like ballet for boys:
"Then do you know that this boy is in the same junior high school as your daughter?"

"I know, but I don't know much." Mother Wen frowned slightly, "Why, my daughter's matter is still related to that child."

Bo Jun didn't say anything, but smiled tactfully, letting Wen's mother understand.

"Does it really matter?"

Mother Wen really realized what she meant, and was a little annoyed:
"I knew that your school should expel boys who are obsessed with women's clothing as soon as possible. A boy wearing a skirt dancing ballet will affect the school spirit and social atmosphere..."

"Ka-boom-"

A voice suddenly sounded in the porch: "Mom, I'm back! I'm starving to death, I want to eat..."

The voice stopped abruptly, Wen Yaya stared at Teacher Bai sitting on the sofa, and froze in place.

(End of this chapter)