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In fact, Ling Zhou was waiting for the fourth photo.

This time, he guarded his position without moving a single step, and also watched vigilantly that his schoolbag would not be touched by anyone. The focus was to observe the four people on their list.

Fortunately, those four people were not far away, so Ling Zhou and Zhao Yang didn't have so much trouble keeping an eye on them.They split up, Ling Zhou was in charge of observing Dai Chen and Wei Pu who he considered a serious suspect, Zhao Yang was in charge of observing Li Anyu and his suspect Xiao Zhiyan.

At the end of the two modern history classes, Ling Zhou was exhausted physically and mentally. When he returned to the dormitory, he was relieved to find that there were no photos. At the same time, he felt disappointed because there were no clues either.

The two sat at the table and exchanged information.

"Li Anyu is innocent." Zhao Yang said, "He has been secretly flirting with the girls in his class, and making eye contact from time to time, which makes me sick to death. He must not be in the mood for a big boy like you. As for Xiao Zhiyan, I really can't see anything about this guy, he's been taking notes all the time, and he doesn't seem to be doing anything."

"I'll just say it." Ling Zhou said with a sullen expression, "I knew this earlier." Seeing Zhao Yang's unfriendly eyes, he hurriedly admitted his mistake, "My fault, my fault."

"What about you?" Zhao Yang said angrily, "How is Wei Pu?"

Ling Zhou scratched his hair: "It's strange, Wei Pu is quite normal, he may have been chatting all the time, with a wretched smile on his mouth from time to time, but considering that people with girlfriends are like that, it's understandable."

"How do you know it's with your girlfriend?" Zhao Yang wondered.

"I just heard it from the girls in their class during class." Ling Zhou said naturally.

"……Oh."

"But something is wrong with Dai Chen." Ling Zhou said.

"What's wrong."

"I can't tell..." Ling Zhou said, seeing Zhao Yang looking like he was going to hit him, "Don't do it, don't do it, I'll think about it."

Zhao Yang stared at him fiercely.

"Well, because he looked at me several times." Ling Zhou said angrily, "Tell me, if he wasn't guilty, why would he look at me?"

"It's because you stared too clearly, brother." Zhao Yang was also convinced, "Do you know what it means to spy secretly?"

"But Wei Pu doesn't have one."

"He's chatting with his girlfriend, what do you think?" Zhao Yang really wanted to pry Ling Zhou's head open to see what was blocking his mind.

Ling Zhou lay down on the table in distress: "Ah, then I can't do it anymore, I'll just go and ask."

"You really are, pig brain." Zhao Yang accused feebly.

In this way, the biggest suspect became Xiao Zhiyan, a master of fighter jets.Originally, it is a good thing that the goal is clear, maybe the truth will be revealed by going to the routine.It's just that Ling Zhou is really timid. He has always been afraid of this kind of expressionless master, and he didn't dare to talk to others rashly.

But—"Anyway, you can solve the rest by yourself, I don't care, because of your crap, I haven't played games properly for several days!" Day, the lingering sound is endless.Then he really didn't care about it, Ling Zhou couldn't help shivering when he thought about it, and sighed a long time.

The noodles in the bowl were about to be smashed, Ling Zhou was not in the mood to eat, and thought absently, how about waiting for the next class, fully relaxing the security line, and waiting for the photos to arrive at the door?

"Is anyone here?"

Ling Zhou came back to his senses after being called out, without raising his head: "No one." The man sat down quietly.

Unable to eat, looking at the rotten face made his stomach sick, Ling Zhou sighed leisurely, and planned to go back to the dormitory to sleep and calm down.As soon as he raised his eyes, he almost pushed the noodle bowl out with a trembling hand: "Xiao Xiao Xiao Xiao..."

"Xiao Zhiyan." Xiao Zhiyan looked at Ling Zhou calmly, then looked at Ling Zhou's bowl, "Are you full?"

"Ah... I don't have much appetite." Ling Zhou looked at the lump in his bowl and smiled awkwardly, "Then eat slowly, I'll go first."

Xiao Zhiyan didn't respond, he picked a potato shreds and ate them with elegance. Ling Zhou couldn't decide whether to smile or curl his lips, the corners of his mouth twitched suspiciously.

Ling Zhou stood up, carried his backpack on his back first, and then went to serve the noodle bowl. At this moment, Xiao Zhiyan looked up at him: "Are you guys watching me last class?"

Ling Zhou was really frightened this time, his hands shook, and the chopsticks fell to the ground under the table. He hurriedly knelt down and lowered his head to pick them up. When he picked up the chopsticks, he raised his head and hit the table with a "bang".

The girls at the next table burst out laughing.

Ling Zhou squatted on the ground with his head covered, he had no face to stand up.

Then, he discovered that in front of him was an indescribable part of Xiao Zhiyan.

Damn it, Ling Zhou almost cried.

At this time, Xiao Zhiyan also knelt down, touched his head expressionlessly, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

It's obviously a dead face, why does it look so good up close, Ling Zhou even forgot the pain, looked at him stupidly for a long time, and swallowed his saliva.