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The capital's largest anonymous forum "knows" about irrigation areas, and an article titled [Shocked!An Omega has sneaked into the chief police officer! ]'s post appeared in the eyes of the majority of netizens.

"Haven't I heard that the police academy in the capital got an O! The police academy didn't allow Omega to take the exam. This guy not only pretended to be an Alpha, but he also got amazing grades. He's one of the best in every subject!"

10 minutes before the post appeared, there were very few replies, and they all questioned the authenticity:

"Damn! Such a god-man like us can only admire him!"

"True or not? Is there any classmate from the chief police officer to come out and say something? This is too magical and realistic. An Omega disguised as an Alpha enters the police academy and does well? You dare not write like this in science fiction?"

"The chief police officer who eats shit? Known as the cradle of the best police officers in the country, but you can't even find out a single Omega? If it's true, I will chop J and B live~~~"

"After identification, the host SB is correct."

"Thank you for the invitation. I'm in the United States. I just got off the plane. It's confirmed that I made up a story. I'm going to talk about a small business of 30 billion. Don't bother, thank you."

"Nmsl who makes up stories~!"

"Beep beep—the end of this post—"

The post gradually sank to the bottom, and after 5 minutes, a new reply quietly appeared, making this post popular again.

"I am the chief police officer. This is indeed true. Someone photographed him squatting in the grass behind him spraying medicine, and he was caught. He immediately reported the incident to the police, and the doctors who took blood tests came. This matter has been spread all over the school, and we didn’t believe it at first, but the instructor told the group not to spread it, it’s almost true.”

A screenshot was attached to the post. The administrator posted a group announcement in the sophomore criminal investigation group, asking everyone to silence and stop discussing the matter, and strictly forbidden to spread it on various social platforms, waiting for the school to announce the results of the investigation.

As soon as this reply was published, several replyers who claimed to be the first police student came out to confirm it, and attached various screenshots of the chat, and someone got a picture taken at the scene of the incident: a thin boy squatting In the grass, I couldn't see the specific situation clearly under the cover of trees, but the posture of sticking the needle into the inside of the elbow was obvious. The camera couldn't find the face, so it automatically focused on the needle tube, and the dark brown liquid in the tube could be seen clearly. Clearly.

Soon, there were more and more comments under the post. Some people posted the transcripts of the past two years, proving that the young man who sprayed medicine was very good, his professional ability was among the best, and he was given a scholarship and honorary title. A professor used "informal It can be seen that he is outstanding; not only that, he is also a very good person, and he can get along with everyone very well. Almost no one in the school does not know him. It stands to reason that the more famous a tree is, the more popular it is. I hate him, but he is bright and funny, and everyone is willing to play with him.

Gradually, some unidentified melon-eating people came after hearing the news. Perhaps people are born with a tendency to beautify things based on their own conjectures, so everyone described the image of this young man pretending to be very heroic-a young genius in pursuit of his dream. Knowing that she had to do it, she decided to go to the police academy to study with a lot of courage and passion. In ancient times, Zhu Yingtai disguised herself as a man and went to Hangzhou to study, and Mulan joined the army for her father to kill enemies on the border. Now Omega is dressed as a dream chaser. The police academy is admirable!

"An Omega can be better than other Alphas in the police academy. You can imagine how much hard work he has put in behind him. Admire him!"

"This shows that Omega doesn't have to be inferior to Alpha. Those old-fashioned people don't let O enter the police academy because they are afraid that such an awesome Omega will surpass trash A, hahahahahahaha..."

......

"No, is this post crooked? Let me ask weakly, is this kind of breaking the rules worthy of praise? Not to mention that there must be a reason for the police academy not to let Omega apply for the exam. An O pretends to be an A for so long , indicating that the physical examination report is false, the blood test is false, and even the gender is false, what else is true for this person?"

This reply successfully brought public opinion in another direction.

"I agree. I don't believe that Omega can be stronger than so many Alphas. You all know that the drug he took is not a stimulant or something? The chief police should investigate carefully and don't pretend to be dead."

"The cripple can win the sprint championship even after taking banned drugs. His drug may be some kind of contraband. It's unfair to other students to get awards and awards based on drug use?"

After all, Alpha pheromone counterfeit reagents are not widely used in the market. Occasionally, a few knowledgeable people come out and say that this product has nothing to do with stimulants, but they are quickly covered up by fierce doubts.

"That's right, if it's really relying on personal strength, then we have nothing to say. This is obviously a crooked way. If such a person enters the police system in the future, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"I hope the chief police officer can give an investigation result and deal with this kind of fraud seriously."

"I agree, it must be dealt with!"

......

"Deal with it! Everyone is putting pressure on me, how should I deal with this!"

In the conference room of the administrative building, the Director of Political Affairs and Education became furious and threw a file folder heavily on the dark brown conference table. A few A4 papers were scattered from the folder, which were Shang Chu's personal files and medical examination reports.

There are three reports in total, the sex column is "Male Alpha", the blood test results are consistent, and the official seal of the Armed Police Hospital is stamped.

Shang Chu stood at one end of the conference table, and on the other side sat nine leaders, all of whom were high-level figures in the school—the principal was not there, and a serial murder case occurred in a neighboring city, so he was invited by the police to be a consultant.

"Shang Chu! Do you know how bad this incident is?" The director of the admissions office was in a hurry, and now everyone outside is questioning the fairness of the chief police officer's admissions, wondering if the school leaders knew about it and deliberately opened Shang Chu This back door, the Ministry of Education just called and knocked on him, implying to investigate him together, "You, you, you, you are simply..."

"I'm sorry," Shang Chu apologized, and calmly pointed to the medicine bottle and syringe on the table, "Can I finish the medicine? There's still half a bottle left."

"Stubborn!"

The director yelled, picked up the pen on the table and smashed it, and the cap hit Shangchu's forehead and temple with a "slap". He straightened his body and did not hide. Going back to the conference table, I repeated it again: "I apply to use up the remaining medicine, and please approve it, teachers."

"It's hopeless!" The director was furious, and he slapped the table to get up, and the person sitting next to him raised his hand and pushed him back.

The man with a firm face nodded to Shang Chu: "Approved."

The director said angrily, "Old Qin, you are..."

"He is my apprentice," Qin Tian said in an unquestionable tone, "I have been taking care of him for two years, and I am responsible for his affairs."

Qin Tian is a meritorious criminal policeman who retired from the front line due to injury. He is highly valued by the school. He has a tough style and a bad temper. , didn't have the guts to confront him.

The director held back the furious scolding he was about to utter.

"Thank you master."

Shang Chu bowed to him, picked up the medicine bottle and needle on the table, and injected the remaining brown medicine into the light blue veins.

He is actually very embarrassed at the moment, his clothes and pants are wrinkled, the hem of his T-shirt is stained with blood stains, the bottom of his trousers is covered with grass leaves and plaster, and there is a bloodstain on the side of his face that is as long as his index finger, scraping from his cheekbones to behind his ears— - He tripped when he was alarmed by the sound of the shutter of the camera, and was scraped by a tree branch; plus the people from the school hospital came to give him an emergency blood collection just now, due to blood loss, his face showed a weak pale, and his eyelids were faint black and blue.But he stood taller and straighter than ever before. The lines from neck, back to legs seemed to be a straight line after strict calibration, straight like a vertically growing green pine.

Immediately after taking the medicine, there was a familiar feeling of dizziness, Shang Chu bit the tip of his tongue, and used the pain to keep himself from staggering and to maintain a steady standing posture.

A faint smell of blood wafted in his mouth, Shang Chu put the empty medicine bottle and needle tube on the table.

Qin Tian stared at him, and said seriously: "Have you forgotten what you taught?"

"I haven't forgotten," Shang Chu raised his hand and gave a standard military salute, "Report to the officer, the injection is over!"

Qin Tian nodded lightly: "The ceremony is over."

Seeing that the master and apprentice were still thinking about interacting with each other, the director impatiently pointed at Shang Chu's nose and shouted: "What's going on!"

"I told you this is my apprentice!" Qin Tian slapped the table suddenly and shouted sharply, "Is it your turn to ask questions!"

The director was in a hurry, and glared angrily: "It's not my turn to ask? Do you know how many people were involved in this matter! The entire capital police have been dragged into the water! An Omega, huh? A joke! An Omega entered the police academy Two years, who will solve such a big joke!"

"Okay!" The vice-principal who had been silent at the side raised his hand to interrupt, "Qin Tian, ​​you have brought out a good apprentice, you ask."

"Shang Chu!" Qin Tian roared.

"Here!" Shang Chu stood at attention.

Qin Tian said, "Ask the following questions truthfully."

Shang Chu smiled: "Success, I dare not lie to you if I lie to anyone."

Qin Tian tapped the documents on the table: "What is your real gender?"

The smile on Shang Chu's face was slightly suppressed, and he said lightly: "The first gender is male, the second gender is Omega."

The director gritted his teeth: "Look at you, I'll just say..."

"These are also fake?" Qin Tian continued to ask.

Shang Chu nodded: "Fake."

"How do you explain the medicine?"

Shang Chu didn't hide anything: "I asked someone to buy it, fake pheromone."

"How long?"

Shang Chu lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then said, "I don't remember, I've been fighting since splitting up."

Several leaders were taken aback when they heard the words, and the vice-principal frowned and asked, "Since you didn't pretend to be an Alpha just to enter the police academy, why?"

Shang Chu put his hands behind his back, his fingers tightly twisted together.

From the time he was captured in the back mountain until now, the Omega boy who had been calm and composed finally showed a trace of imperceptible uneasiness at this moment.

He pursed his lips, seeming to resist answering the question.

Among the several leaders present, except for those from the Political and Educational Office and the Admissions Office, most of them have experience in front-line struggles, and they are extremely keen to capture the panic of young people at this time. Being placed in an isolated and helpless situation, but after all, he was a student who was cultivated by himself. It was somewhat unbearable. The vice principal sighed, waved his hand and said, "Sit down and talk."

Shangchu smiled when he heard the words, pressed his hands to the seams of his trousers, his fingertips tensed unnaturally: "In order not to be sold."

"Ridiculous!" the director snorted coldly, "Sell it? This is a society ruled by law! You should make up your reasons decently!"

"It's not made up," Shang Chu looked at him expressionlessly, "If I didn't pretend, I might have been sold to some remote mountainous area, or I might have died under a bridge hole. Report to me, the police can't find me, and the legal society can't save me."

The head of the School of Criminal Investigation was slightly annoyed when he heard the words, and said in a deep voice, "Since you don't believe in the legal system or the police, why bother to get into the chief police officer!"

Shangchu's Adam's apple twitched, and his fingers clinging to the seam of his trousers curled slightly: "Because I believe that I can save me, and I can save other me."

Qin Tian closed his eyes and sighed with a complicated expression.

"Who else knows about this?"

Shang Chu slightly retracted his chin, his eyes flickered slightly.

He insisted on finishing the remaining half bottle of medicine, just to make sure to completely cover up the smell Bai Aize left on him.

"It must be wiped out!" The director received another email from the Department of Education, and howled in a panic, "Severe punishment will not be forgiven!"

"No," Shang Chu raised his head and said calmly, "No one knows."

"Do you fucking know?!"

Song Yao ran into Bai Aize who was rushing under the administrative building, he pulled Bai Aize to the corner of the stairs, and stared into his eyes.

"Step aside!"

Second Young Master Bai's always meticulous shirt was full of creases, one shoelace was loose and he didn't bother to tie it. He pushed Song Yao away and walked upstairs in three steps at a time. Song Yao caught up and stopped him. He, without even thinking about it, punched him on the chin: "You fucking know!"

Bai Aize didn't have time to tangle with him, so he restrained his elbow, threw him to the corner, and whispered extremely fast: "I'm sorry, Yao, I'll explain to you later."

When he turned around, Song Yao caught a glimpse of the red and swollen cut at the corner of Bai Aize's mouth, and the scene he saw on Friday night reappeared in front of his eyes. He raised his head and slammed the back of his head against the wall, and let out a long sigh.

——Song Yao, Song Yao, are you fucking sick? Why are you so angry at Lao Bai!

He didn't know why he fell into inexplicable chaos. The two closest friends around him were together. They didn't go back to bed all night, and he didn't fall asleep all night.He hasn't figured out how to deal with his sudden irritability. Fifteen minutes ago, the news suddenly spread that Shang Chu was actually an Omega. He was caught on the spot taking illegal drugs in the back mountain. The school leader was furious and was interrogating in the conference room Shang Chu.

Song Yao closed his eyes, got rid of all kinds of distracting thoughts in his mind, and followed Bai Aize upstairs.

The situation of this matter is complicated, and there has never been a precedent, and it involves the sensitive topic of AO gender. The school inspected, supervised him to conduct self-reflection, and reported the matter truthfully to the Education Bureau to see how it reacted.

Shang Chu pushed open the door of the conference room, just in time to meet Bai Ai Ze running over from the other end of the corridor, Shang Chu saw his embarrassed and flustered look, his shoelaces were loose and untied, he couldn't help but lick his lips.

Bai Aize stopped a few steps away from him, looked at him carefully from head to toe, and found that he had wounds on his face and blood on his clothes.

The little bastard has only been out of his sight for a while, how can he make himself into such a virtue?

He rushed over immediately when he heard the news. On the way, his heart was stuck in his throat and beating violently. Bai Aize knew that he had to be calm and rational. He had envisioned many possibilities in the past ten minutes, good or bad. I have thought about it, it is possible to record a major demerit, be punished, or even be expelled, but things will always turn around, and there will definitely be opportunities.

It wasn't until the moment when he actually saw Shang Chu that his violently beating heart fell back to his chest.

He thought about many possibilities, but he never thought about how Shang Chu got hurt?

Finally, his eyes stopped on the palm-long scar on Shang Chu's cheek, and he frowned and said, "How did you get hurt?"

Shang Chu smiled and said nothing, Bai Aize sighed lightly, and raised his hand to touch his face——

Shang Chu immediately took a step back to avoid it, lowered his face and raised his voice mockingly: "What's the matter? Come over here to see my joke, right?"

The wooden door behind him was wide open, and the school leaders were still sitting inside, Bai Aize immediately understood what he meant.

——Shang Chu wanted to separate himself from him.

"Ai Ze?" A leader caught a glimpse of Bai Ai Ze standing outside the door, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Bai Aize stood still, looked at Shang Chu's face fixedly, and asked again: "How did you get hurt?"

Shang Chu raised his foot to leave, but Bai Aize held his arm.

"Let go." Shang Chu said with a suppressed voice.

"You said everything?" Bai Aize asked.

"I said it." Shang Chu replied, "Let go first."

The vice-principal inside the door noticed the two people who were confronting outside the door, sensed something was wrong, and frowned, "Bai Aize, come in, I have something to ask you."

Seeing Bai Aize's gloomy face, Shang Chu's heart skipped a beat, he pinched his jaw and said in a low voice, "You can't say that!"

Bai Aize stared at the scar on his face: "Will there be a scar?"

Shang Chu didn't know where he was thinking about scars or not, he tightly held Bai Aize's wrist to prevent him from entering the meeting room: "Calm down and listen to me, now you... "

Bai Aize seemed to only care about Shang Chu's injury at the moment, and other things suddenly became insignificant in front of this matter, "Will there be a scar?"

"Why are you standing there?" Seeing them stalemate outside the door, the vice-principal tapped the table and said loudly, "Come in!"