Relocation Brigade

Class [-] of Rongxin Middle School is the most chaotic class in the whole grade, and even in the whole school.

A good student who only loves to study?

Of course there are.

But the few people in the class who like to make troubles are the most in the grade, plus the family has money and power, no matter how hard they usually go, as long as they don't hurt people's lives, if there is bloodshed, the teachers and school leaders will turn a blind eye only eye.

After all, his father holds the power of life and death in the school, who would have the guts to offend the school director's son?

Chen Ling chose to live in the school. After all matters were negotiated, he directly took a teacher's access control card from the principal. This is equivalent to a privilege. With this card, even if he pretends to be a Senior high school students can also enter and leave the school gate at will.

Wu Weiwei came to a small supermarket with him, still not at ease: "Brother Chen, I really want to live on campus."

The school dormitory is a four-person room. In addition to the public shower room and toilet at the end of the corridor, each dormitory also has a separate sanitary shower room, which perfectly avoids conflicts between students competing for the bathroom.

Chen Ling swept his eyes from the shelf and took down two boxes of soap. He glanced left and right to make sure that no one could say, "A newly dead ghost like Zhou Yuanxin can't come out in the daytime. I can only wait for him in the school." Come out tonight and meet."

But why he had to meet, he couldn't explain clearly.

Maybe he wanted to ask Zhou Yuanxin about the poker bridge, or maybe he wanted to find out other things hidden behind Zhou Yuanxin on campus.

Wu Weiwei pointed to himself: "Then how about I go to Principal Jin and talk about putting the two of us in the same dormitory? There will be some support."

"A transfer student, a new security guard at the security office, which school have you seen assigned dormitories like this?"

"……No."

In the final analysis, Wu Weiwei was just worried that even Brother Chen couldn't find the yin in the campus, so how powerful is the thing hidden in the dark?In case of an accident, what would he explain to Mr. Zhao and Brother Jiang.

"It's okay, I know it." Chen Ling picked up a bag of potato chips and waved them in front of Wu Weiwei's eyes, "Do you want to eat?"

"Don't eat." I'm not in the mood to eat.

"What about this?" Chen Ling was preparing the necessary props to build a good relationship with his roommates, throwing any snacks into the small basket.

"Eat." Wu Weiwei didn't have the guts to keep flirting with Brother Chen, like a deflated balloon, hunched over in a listless manner.

Chen Ling threw two bags of things into the basket, "I live with the students, so I can inquire about the situation in private. As a security guard, you can also take the opportunity to inspect the campus, especially the area where Zhou Yuanxin committed suicide. This task is very important."

When Wu Weiwei heard the word "important", he immediately calmed down.

"Promise to complete the task." He raised his head and chest, and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Then tell Brother Jiang about this? We acted together before, but now it's not good to suddenly leave people behind."

Chen Ling thought about it, but Jiang Yu's appearance and temperament in his twenties couldn't be a student, and the teacher probably didn't have any vacancies in the school. Of course, he had to report, but after the report, the ancestors insisted on playing together What about son cosplay?

"I'll send him a message now." After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and sent a very rare message to Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu had just finished fishing with Zhao Xunchang and was walking back.

After being caught, the fish in the bucket seemed to be shocked, and they were so alive that they almost jumped out of the bucket several times.

Zhao Xunchang glanced at the fish who was so frightened that his dead eyes were showing, and felt pity in his heart, "Why don't I mention it?"

Jiang Yu: "No need." After he realized that his tone was a little cold, he said again, "I'll do it."

Zhao Xunchang knew how much he was, and the reason why this old ghost was kind to him was only for the sake of his young apprentice.Otherwise, the last time Xiaolan betrayed himself, he would have been dealt with.

Unexpectedly, a senior senior would be treated like this, Zhao Xunchang laughed unconsciously, and muttered: "Those two boys don't know what they are doing at home."

"Not at home." Jiang Yu said, "There is no popularity in the yard."

Zhao Xunchang was taken aback for a moment, admiring the other party's extremely keen perception.

He gave a "tsk", frowned and said, "Is it for a new order?"

"It should be." Jiang Yu entered the door carrying a bucket, and just poured the fish into the shallow water tank in the kitchen when his phone vibrated suddenly.

There was a text message on the screen: [Wu Weiwei and I will stay at school for the time being and will return at the end of the month. 】

The letter is from the fiancé.

Jiang Yu stared at the three words, the line of his jaw was as tight as a bowstring, and obvious displeasure flashed in his eyes.

He didn't restrain his emotions, even Zhao Xunchang, who was sitting outside pouring water for himself, felt it, his movements froze, and he looked towards the kitchen suspiciously.

There was a voice in the kitchen, probably on the phone.

Zhao Xunchang straightened his expression, completed the action of pouring water, raised his head and took a sip.

Xiao Lan, who was standing on the shelf, suddenly said out of nowhere: "Read with me, read with me."

"What's the fuss again!" Zhao Xunchang thought it was in a hurry to see the little parrot and the little daughter-in-law, got up and handed some melon seeds, "I'll take you there after I have a rest."

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law!" The macaw went completely crazy, fluttered its wings a few times, and the tiny fluff flew all over the sky.

Zhao Xunchang shook his head and sighed, "If you have a daughter-in-law, you forget about Master."

I don't know if I'm talking about the parrot or someone else.

Jiang Yu came out of the kitchen, went straight into the room, and soon changed into a slightly formal attire and came out.

The leather shoes, trousers, shirt, and hair were also combed a few times, not as casual as before.

Zhao Xunchang: "You are..."

"Go to Rongshen Middle School." Jiang Yu rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his beautifully lined, muscular forearms. "Chen Ling communicated with the principal of Rongshen Middle School. He and Wu Weiwei stayed behind as students and security guards." school, so I rented a house nearby and prepared to study with him."

Thinking that Zhao Xunchang would be a lonely old man after he left, he asked, "Why don't you come with me?"

Zhao Xunchang suddenly realized that it turned out that what Xiaolan was yelling about just now was accompanying him.

He waved his hands again and again, "I won't." He didn't want to be a light bulb.

He took Xiaolan off the parrot stand and let it stand on his shoulder, "You are all gone, Xiaolan and I can stay clean in the courtyard for a few more days."

Zhao Xunchang has a strong body and is good at self-defense, so there is really no need to worry too much.

Jiang Yu nodded slightly, but before getting into the car, he set up a talisman array outside the small courtyard, so that he could sense anything.

The house was found by Jiang Shengxing.

Coincidentally, when the ancestor called in person, Assistant Qiu happened to be right in front of him.

Deciphering the general meaning from the boss's few words, he immediately said: "There is a house of my relative's house near Rongxin Middle School. It is a small loft with a high ceiling, hardcover, and the property is also good. It just happens to be rented out."

Jiang Shengxing tapped his finger on the desk and told Jiang Yu about the house.

I thought that the other party would have to pick and choose, but the ancestor made a decision directly.

Jiang Shengxing postponed the next meeting and arrived at the gate of the community ahead of time with his assistant.

Assistant Qiu has worked in the Hengjiang Group for many years. He has climbed up from a small employee to his current position. He knows when to say something, and he also knows what to do when facing people with different identities. expressions and attitudes.

"Boss, why don't I go upstairs now and open the windows for ventilation?"

"Go." Jiang Shengxing adjusted his shirt collar after finishing speaking.

Assistant Qiu didn't know that as soon as he left, the boss came out of the air-conditioned car and stood upright under the shade of a tree next to him as if welcoming a distinguished guest.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Jiang Yu arrived.

The black car slid past smoothly, backed up again, and stopped in front of Jiang Shengxing.

The dark car windows were lowered, and Jiang Yu said to the people outside, "Why don't you wait in the car?"

Jiang Shengxing wiped his sweat profusely and said, "Come out to get some air."

Jiang Yu glanced at the car parked on the side of the road, and gestured to Jiang Shengxing, "Get in the car."

What a great honor for my ancestors to be the driver and me to be the passenger!Jiang Shengxing wanted to post it on Moments to show off, but he held back.

Because of Jiang Yu's order, no one dared to go to Yuhe Mountain to disturb him since the incident happened last time, because he was the one who was disturbed.

As soon as the news got out, how many people would want to show their faces to the ancestors through him!

Jiang Shengxing suppressed his desire to show off, and said with a smile, "If you live nearby, how about I help you buy a house?"

"No need." Jiang Yu held the steering wheel, his eyes focused on the front became gentle, "Chen Ling won't stay in Rongxin Middle School for long."

Jiang Shengxing nodded, his face was calm, and his heart was overwhelmed.

God knows, when he heard the word "accompanied by reading", he almost stood up from his office chair in surprise!

Jiang Yu felt like a ball of ice, or a thousand-year-old ice at the peak. He never knew that this old ancestor would be so clingy when he fell in love.

As a junior, he can't make irresponsible remarks, let alone point out judgments. He took an understanding attitude and said, "It's really not conducive to enhancing the relationship."

There was a look of approval in Jiang Yu's eyes, but there was still no expression on his face.

The car stopped in front of a building.

After getting off the car, the two walked into the elevator and went directly to the top floor.

Assistant Qiu's words are true. The decoration of the house is indeed beautiful and warm. There are four rooms in total, a study room, two bedrooms, and a children's room.

The kitchen is open, and the living room not far away is bright and spacious. The curtains are drawn to let in the light, making the indoor environment look brighter.

Jiang Shengxing glanced at Jiang Yu's expression, heaved a sigh of relief, and winked at Assistant Qiu.

Assistant Qiu understood and said with a smile: "If Mr. Jiang has no objections to the house and decides to rent it, I will notify the housekeeper to come and clean it up first."

"Yes." Jiang Yu paused, "Thank you,"

Assistant Qiu was flattered, "Wherever it is, it's my job, as it should be."

It was better for the ancestor to be satisfied than anything else, Jiang Shengxing silently decided to go back and raise the salary of his assistant.

Housekeeping is nearby and comes quickly.

After cleaning up and down the stairs, she began to wash her hands and cook.

Jiang Yu sat in the living room, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the distance.

From this angle, one can just see the tallest building of Rongxin Middle School.

"Sister Song, where is that building?" Jiang Yu asked.

The housekeeper stopped and looked in the direction of the employer's finger, "It's the Shenzhou Building of Rongshen Middle School. It was built by several shareholders seven or eight years ago. I heard that it seems to be specially used for experiments."

That building has nine floors, much higher than other buildings. It may not feel deep up close, but from a distance, it looks really abrupt.

"Ninth floor?" Jiang Yu's lips moved a few times, but he didn't make a sound. He picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to his fiancé, asking him when get out of class was over.

Chen Ling was in class, and when he felt his phone vibrate, he didn't have the nerve to take it out immediately.

Ten minutes later, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he took out his mobile phone.

The content of the text message has no beginning or end, it is an address.

After exiting the information interface, Chen Ling asked his deskmate, "Where is Ronggui Community?"

The deskmate is a girl named He Wanwan who loves to learn.

He Wanwan wore black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and two thick braids on her shoulders. She spoke softly.

"It's very close to the school, walk down Rongxin Road, turn a corner and you can see the gate of the community."

Chen Ling looked at He Wanwan's hand holding the pen. There was a scab on it that was obviously scalded, and it was very round.

He pointed to her finger: "how did you do this?"

He Wanwan glanced at her fingers, curled her fist, and put that hand on her knee.

Chen Ling: "It looks like it's burnt."

He Wanwan bit her lip, not intending to hide it, "Yes, it was scalded by the wax dripping from the candle."

"Candles? Because of a power outage?"

"No." He Wanwan didn't want to go into details, she raised her eyes and saw the boy who just walked in, her shoulders tensed immediately.

She is not a nosy person, but she still reminded Chen Ling: "In this class, you'd better not provoke He Jiajun and Cheng Le."

"Who is Cheng Le?" Chen Ling had just been in this class for less than an hour, and he didn't know anyone except his front and back and his deskmate.

He Wanwan deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Cheng Le is the one in the last row, by the window."

Since Chen Ling stepped into the classroom door, that person has been sleeping on the table, even if someone accidentally bumped into him during class, he would not wake up.

Looking away, Chen Ling asked, "Who is He Jiajun?"

"He Jiajun and Cheng Le are friends, here, that's the one." He Wanwan was afraid of being discovered, so she didn't dare to use her fingers, "I just entered the door, and now I've walked around to the one in the last row."

Chen Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, "It turned out to be him."

He Wanwan: "You know him?"

"I don't know him, but I saw it in the corridor when I visited the campus before." Chen Ling looked down, looking at the feet in sneakers that were mostly blocked by the desks.

At this moment, the heel did not lift up, which looked normal.

He Wanwan said: "He has a bad personality. If you offend him, you'd better apologize immediately, and don't let him hate you."

This is different from what Chen Ling learned before.

In the story of Zhou Yuanxin being bullied, Cheng Le is the perpetrator, while He Jiajun is not even a supporting role in the story.

He lay on the table, put his head on his arms, and asked, "You have the same surname as him, are you relatives?"

"No." He Wanwan didn't want to get involved with He Jiajun at all, "Don't associate me with him."

"Sorry." Chen Ling sat up straight, his mood changed.

He saw He Jiajun walking in his direction.

He Jiajun showed a little friendliness to the new classmate, "My name is He Jiajun."

Chen Ling said with a smile: "Chen Ling, Erdong Chen, the Ling of the mountains."

"The name is good." He Jiajun gave a perfunctory compliment, and looked at He Wanwan, "What were you talking about just now, you couldn't be talking about me."

He Wanwan's face turned pale, and she squeezed the pen nervously, "We don't have any."

He Jiajun smiled brightly, and tugged He Wanwan's braid jokingly, "It's just a joke, it scares you."

He Wanwan pulled the corner of her mouth hard.

He Jiajun looked at Chen Ling again, and put his hands on the desk: "The new students probably haven't fully familiarized themselves with the environment when they first arrived. Let me show you around?"

"Thank you, no need, it's already been transferred." Chen Ling said indifferently.

"Really?" The teasing smile on He Jiajun's face disappeared, he leaned over, turned his head to look directly at Chen Ling's face, grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "That little bastard Ji Nan took you around? "

Chen Ling pursed his lips, "What do you want to say?"

"It's nothing." He Jiajun, "Don't be nervous, I'm just curious about the relationship between you and Ji Nan."

"He and I are neighbors." Chen Ling said.

He Jiajun clicked his tongue twice, "Neighbor, why didn't he tell you not to come here before you came here?"

"I don't understand what you mean." Chen Ling showed a confused expression. If he didn't know what this person wanted to do before, then now he knows.

He Jiajun is testing him, wanting to know whether the ugliness in the school has been spread.

The atmosphere gets weird.

Chen Ling pretended to be stupid, while He Jiajun wanted to explore more deeply.

The expressions of the two seemed to be painted on their faces. After a minute passed, no one's expressions changed at all.

Seeing that class was about to start, He Jiajun sneered, and patted Chen Ling on the shoulder, "New classmate, you are quite interesting, do you want to play together?"

"I don't want to." Chen Ling didn't show any face at all, if he could, he wanted to rush up and tear off that disgusting face.

Because of the other party's intentional attitude of provoking trouble, and He Wanwan's fear of He Jiajun, Chen Ling determined that what happened to Zhou Yuanxin could not have nothing to do with He Jiajun.

He Jiajun's face turned completely cold, he stood up straight, with his hands in his loose sweatpants, the muscles in his arms were agitating.

Chen Ling knew that he wanted to hit someone.

It was just suppressed tightly.

He Jiajun glanced at his new classmate inexplicably, turned around and left, and took his seat in the last row.

"He and Cheng Le are at the next table?" Chen Ling turned his head back and asked He Wanwan.

"Yeah." He Wanwan said, "The four people in the last row are the irritable heads of the class. No one dares to provoke them, including the teacher. I heard that the fathers of Cheng Le and He Jiajun are both school directors, and the other two are theirs. Your servant, you son of a bitch."

"It's so powerful." Chen Ling spoke casually.

He Wanwan glanced at him, stopped talking, and concentrated on the questions.

But not long after, she raised her head again, gently tugged Chen Ling's clothes, and said earnestly: "He Jiajun is very good at fanning the flames behind his back. In contrast, although Cheng Le is very crazy, he is not so brainy. quick."

Clenching the pen firmly in her hand, He Wanwan said: "If I have to make a metaphor, Cheng Le is just a fist, and He Jiajun is the one who really gives orders."

Chen Ling asked directly: "So He Jiajun was also involved in Zhou Yuanxin's matter, is he instigating behind the scenes?"

"You, how do you know?!" He Wanwan was a little at a loss. Although she didn't bully Zhou Yuanxin like Cheng Le and others, she didn't help either.

Did Zhou Yuanxin's death really have nothing to do with her?

No, He Wanwan doesn't think she is innocent.But shamefully, I hope that the matter will not be spread to the outside world, and that people will not know that I am a coward who dares not speak up for justice when he sees evil things.

Chen Ling was very calm, "You just have to tell me, yes or no."

"...Yes." He Wanwan was agitated, her fingernails dug into her palm, but she couldn't feel any pain.

Chen Ling asked: "How many people actually bullied Zhou Yuanxin?"

"I, I don't know..." He Wanwan's eyes were red, and the emotions of regret swirled in it, making her voice dry, "There are countless people who joined the team to join Cheng Le and the others, and some people ignored it... "

Like herself.

Chen Ling ignored her sadness and continued to ask: "Then do you know how many people have participated in the Poker Bridge game so far?"

The pen in He Wanwan's hand fell to the ground, and she stared blankly at the person in front of her, "You know this too?"

"I have basically understood what happened here." Chen Ling finally expressed a little pity to comfort the pale girl in front of him, "Tell me everything you know, maybe I can help?"

"How can you help?" Despite He Wanwan's words, she took out a piece of paper and wrote down the game participants she knew.

There are a lot of names, Chen Ling counted carefully, there are more than 30 people, not including those who He Wanwan can't remember.

"So much?" Chen Ling knew it in his mind.

Presumably both perpetrators and bystanders are counted.

In this way, except these more than 30 people, everyone in Class Nine that I belong to, Class Five, Class Four, Class Three... Class Sixteen that Ji Nan is in, everyone may become a participant in the next round of the game.

Everyone may be the loser of the next round of the game.

"Ah...!!" A terrified cry suddenly erupted from behind.

Chen Ling looked back, and Cheng Le, who had been lying on the desk, suddenly woke up.

His eyes were bloodshot, with big bags under his eyes, his hair was disheveled, and he was looking around in panic.

"Cheng Le!" He Jiajun yelled suddenly, reaching out to grab Cheng Le who was bending over and patting his leg vigorously, "Are you sleepy?"

There seemed to be something invisible on Cheng Le's leg. After he slapped it a few times, he started scratching his calf vigorously again.

Soon, red bloodstains left one after another on the calf.

He didn't stop because of this, but intensified.

At the same time, he was still whispering something in his mouth.

He Jiajun leaned over and heard the novel: "Don't grab me, take your hands away, take your hands away."

"Are you crazy, no one is grabbing you." He Jiajun pushed Cheng Le hard, seeing that he was still crazy, gritted his teeth, and slapped Cheng Le.