There is always a cheater behind every detective

The poor principal has to pour tea again, and I don't know how long it will take.

Zhao Zhuojie was stunned as soon as he opened Bai Yan's painting. Although he is not an artist, a person like him who doesn't have a few micrograms of artistic cells in his head can feel the shock... According to Bai Yan's situation, it is just a painting The dream is real, doing something like taking a photo, but the camera is replaced by the brain, and the printer is replaced by hands, but there is no deliberate exaggeration but a pure and delicate description that is closer to the soul.

"The painting is awesome." Zhao Zhuojie praised from the bottom of his heart, he did not forget the business, and immediately restrained his mind to look for clues in the painting, so that he did not notice Bai Yan's stupefied.

[Sure enough, it's my canary. ]

Every time he completes a new work, his adoptive father always caresses his face and says this. The only thing he has to do is to respond to his adoptive father's "abuse" with a perfect posture and set social words.

Now there is a scruffy man in front of me, whose status is not as high as a finger of his adoptive father. He has a lazy, rogue and prickly personality. The talent of the abyss of despair.

This pure, untainted praise was like a bright sun, warming his heart and stinging his eyes.

Bai Yan raised her eyes slowly, watching the man unfold the painting and move around trying to find something, a smile crept onto his face: "Thank you."

The sincere thanks came from the heart, and it was mixed with many complicated unknown emotions. Zhao Zhuojie felt it keenly. He turned his face in doubt, but was once again shocked by Bai Yan's smile.

He counted the contact with this young master with his fingers, and he didn't need to count the other hand. He always felt that Bai Yan was pure, but he didn't have a specific direction. He always felt that Bai Yan was like a prince. This impression was very deep, until now , but he felt strangely that Bai Yan had just come back to life, and her previous perfect image was actually equated with a walking dead.

Just because of that smile?

Zhao Zhuojie didn't want to get too deep into other people's inner world, he would rather believe that this is an occupational disease of the rich second generation who has always been materially rich and spiritually empty. That's why the young master who has always been a star-studded young master let himself be moved by a casual compliment, and that's why he revealed this... A loving smile.

Realizing that his thinking was developing in an unbelievable direction, Zhao Zhuojie calmed down and focused on observing a few paintings, which actually allowed him to find clues. The throbbing just now was instantly forgotten, and Zhao Zhuojie looked at the same point again and again. After a while, he finally caught the flash of inspiration in his mind.

"Did you find it? Here..." Zhao Zhuojie pointed to a certain point for Bai Yan to see.

Because of Zhao Zhuojie's praise, Bai Yan's feeling for this sloppy police officer has risen to a level where he can ignore the external communication, and he is not as stiff as before. It is some red lacquer handwriting, because the size is too small, only a faint trace of oil paint is left in the painting.

"what?"

Bai Yan looked sideways at Zhao Zhuojie in confusion, her movements were still elegant as if copied from the prince's template, but she was much closer and more relaxed than before.

Zhao Zhuojie felt his heart tightening uncontrollably again. He was inappropriate, very inappropriate, and he wanted to get close to a man he had only known for two or three days. This was unprecedented.

"Zhao Zhuojie?" Bai Yan called a man's name for the first time, and she felt that it was rude to call him by his name, but if it's a friend...if you make a friend, then it's okay to call him by his name, right?The foster father is gone, he can make friends.

Zhao Zhuojie was brought back to his mind by Bai Yan's cautious call, he had lost his mind too many times today, he coughed in embarrassment: "Cough, heh, I want to ask you about these red marks, these, can you tell what it is?"

Bai Yan didn't pay attention to Zhao Zhuojie's strange behavior. After hearing the request, she lowered her long eyelashes and seemed to be lost in thought.

Zhao Zhuojie didn't dare to make a deal, but he felt parched while sitting quietly. He went out lightly to rush for tea, but when he opened the door, he saw the principal squatting outside smoking a cigarette. The suit, the pair of shiny leather shoes, and the half-bald bald head are no different from a gangster squatting on the street.

"..."

"..."

Zhao Zhuojie asked calmly, "Where's the tea?"

The principal pointed lightly with the hand holding the cigarette: "There is a door next to the sofa, which is the tea room, and there is everything in it."

"……thanks."

The door closed, and the principal thanked the people's nanny for having an iceberg face, full of ice power. It is estimated that the Titanic hit the iceberg, and the iceberg was still an iceberg, which made him not so embarrassed.The headmaster stubbed out the cigarette butt, adjusted his attire again, and decided not to let the two of them have a tryst. He had to inspect his kingdom and replenish his confidence.

Zhao Zhuojie really didn't take the principal's act of destroying his image to heart, he turned back, walked lightly into the tea room, and came out with two cups of lotus core tea in his hand.When he walked back to the sofa, he saw that Bai Yan was sinking her head into her pen, some outlines had already appeared, and Bai Yan was so attentive that she didn't even glance at the tea that Zhao Zhuojie put down.

After a while, Bai Yan stopped writing, and handed a sketch to Zhao Zhuojie. Zhao Zhuojie took a look, and there were some words drawn with a pencil on the A4 paper. Most of the words were blurred and incomplete, but the content could be barely recognized .

Bai Yan took a sip of tea before saying, "It's relatively clear, that's all I have drawn."

Zhao Zhuojie felt that he had really encountered a treasure. He glanced at Bai Yan, but was stunned like an evil spirit. At this time, Bai Yan was holding tea, and the steam made his face more clear and detached. The tea cup was the headmaster's office. The fine bone china that was taken out should have some origins, and the workmanship is natural and meticulous, but the white porcelain seems to be compared with a few nails, and the round and delicate nails with a little pink trim are even better than high-grade porcelain fine.

- is a delicious person.

Zhao Zhuojie found that he was dissatisfied with his desires, probably because he was too busy for a while and was too loyal to the fifth girl, which led him to have such thoughts about a man.

When this case is over, let's have some fun... A certain team leader thought with an awe-inspiring iceberg face.

Bai Yan was ignorant of the vile thoughts of a certain captain, so she went over and asked, "Are these patterns useful to you?"

Zhao Zhuojie touched his forehead and sighed: "It's useful, it's not a pattern, it's a blurred handwriting. In the past, the school would use red paint to write numbers on the back of the desks and chairs, and record them. These numbers can be used to find out the origin of the desks and chairs." .”

Bai Yan suddenly realized: "Well, then can I find that classroom?"

"Yes." Zhao Zhuojie hesitated for a while, and then said: "I will hand these over to the logistics to check first, and then I will wait. I will go around a few campuses and look for any clues. You want to go together." Is it?" In principle, he would not want a prince-like partner to act together, or maybe he doesn't need a partner, he has never been the type who knows how to take care of others, but the object is Bai Yan, and he can't help but ask the other party , respect each other.

Bai Yan said without thinking, "I want to be with you."

"..." Zhao Zhuojie's iceberg face cracked quietly, and his stomach was full: this kind of ambiguous answer was intended to make people wonder, right?Zhao Zhuojie couldn't help being embarrassed: "After visiting here, I will go to the next school. I can't ride a horse, I can't report my identity, and I will do it quietly." You still don't want to go.

Bai Yan nodded lightly, and got up first: "Well, let's go."

Zhao Zhuojie watched Bai Yan push the door open with his slender hands and turned his face slightly to look at him with doubts. He found that he couldn't summon up the courage to fight against such a person.

He seemed a little... led by the nose.