[Net King] Gently kill the crane

Trying to speak, "Is there any misunderstanding between you and Atobe?"

"It's not a misunderstanding." Taking out the thin booklet from the schoolbag, Tsurumi handed it to Shinobu, and collapsed on the chair as if his whole body strength had been exhausted.

Flipping through the pamphlet that reveals the truth to be covered up, Shinobu gradually fell silent.Miyoshi Tsurumi slumped on the wooden chair, only the beating of his own heartbeat and the rustling of the pages of the book could be heard in his ears.

"Uh... It's really inappropriate for Xiaojing to occupy the position of student council president. It's inevitable that his domineering and aggressive style will hurt others, and I don't think he has no stains." After a while, he said slowly, "However, You have gone too far in accusing him of bullying and persecuting others. Xiao Jing is not such a person."

"Don't talk about that, okay? I know he's not bad in nature." Miyoshi Tsurumi lowered his head, covering his face with tired hands, "But..."

"Yes, you know he's not a bad guy." Renzu's voice suddenly came from above his head, "You're just testing his limits again and again. You're just like a wayward child."

Tsurumi raised her eyes in astonishment, "I didn't." She retorted, "How dare I disobey him, he is such a domineering emperor."

"So, are you scared now?" Pushing his glasses, he stared at her calmly.

"Scared." Tsurumi kept shaking his head, as if trying to get rid of his disgusting emotions, "I was just impulsive and didn't think about the consequences."

"No, no, no." Renzu looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, "You dare to treat Atobe like this, but you are actually sure in your heart that he will not be angry because of these. You are just cunningly taking advantage of the other party's generosity, On the one hand, he hates his domineering. Don't you think your words are contradictory?"

"I didn't..." Tsurumi subconsciously denied it, but lowered her head guiltily, "Yes... maybe, I knew all along... that he wouldn't care about me. But..." She raised her head again, pointing to the handle in Renzuzu's hand. Pamphlet, "He ruthlessly forced the other party to the point of collapse, and it is true that he used money to coerce the other party to transfer to another school. I cannot accept such excessive behavior."

"That's the problem." Ninzuzu closed the booklet and put it in his pocket, "The cruel Mr. A described here is very similar to the Atobe Keigo I am familiar with at first glance. It's in line with his usual style. But... have you found any sense of disobedience?"

"I..." Tsurumi looked at him blankly.

"Let's go visit the person who wrote this pamphlet together." Kneeling slightly, stretching out his left hand, he politely smiled and invited, "Before charging, investigating the reliability of the evidence is the most basic job of the 'judgment', isn't it? "

28 The battle of two men

Chapter 28 Yellow Tomatoes

On the roof of the teaching building, Miyoshi Tsurumi and Ninazu Yushi stood silently facing each other.

Bite the bullet and break into the literary club, which has always been at odds with the tennis club, and endure all kinds of cynicism from the smooth-talking president. The content of the article is the truth that I witnessed with my own eyes. The former president jumped from the activity building transformed from the old school building. However, the Atobe family completely blocked the news on the campus. You can go to the infirmary to check the reception Records, there should be traces left there." Such a convincing testimony.

As a result, the innocence of that person could not be confirmed.

Renzu used the beauty trick to cheat from the mature and glamorous health care doctor's medical records.The page a year ago also confirmed that the former president was indeed treated briefly here after falling from a building and was transferred to a large hospital outside the school.

Not only was he unable to clear up the suspicion of that person, but it confirmed the authenticity of the incident of jumping from the building recorded in the pamphlet.

Tsurumi lowered his hands, and the moment he saw the medical record, his heart was full of disappointment.Realizing this, she covered her chest in surprise.Does she really want to believe that person?

There is something wrong with this.Shinobu was right, the Atobe Keigo he knew, the Atobe Keigo she had seen, was completely different from the ruthless Mr. A in the pamphlet.

But... did they really see the wrong person?

"Although there is no evidence, I don't think so. Didn't it be confirmed that the other party dropped out of school because of persecution by the Atobe family?" Shinozu put away the medical records and the pamphlet, "Next work It may be very troublesome when it involves checking outside the school, but even so, I will prove it to you."

"I..." I will go with you.

Such words were not spoken after all.Is it because of a lack of trust?

She didn't have such a firm consciousness, and with such wavering confidence, she was not qualified to pursue the so-called truth with him.

Lying in a room with no lights on.It was the first time that he didn't turn on the computer immediately after returning home, Tsurumi lay quietly on the bed and stared at the ceiling without moving.

"Do you want to eat watermelon?" The door of the room was opened a crack, Ah Xue stood at the door, "It's on the cabinet by your door."

"Axue." Tsurumi suddenly sat up, "Is there anyone you want to trust?"

The door was pushed open, and Ah Xue came in with a watermelon in his hand.

"Ask this kind of question, are you the hero of the hot-blooded boy?"

Putting the watermelon plate on top of the bookcase, Ah Xue turned around, "Or... the heroine of the girl in love?"

"As a good reserve man, please take every question of the girl seriously." Tsurumi protested as he stood up from the bed.

"To believe is to believe, not to believe is not to believe."

The room was suddenly brightly lit, Tsurumi hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover the glare of the light.

"The so-called intermediate state does not exist. 'I want to believe' is nothing more than self-deception." Letting go of the hand holding the switch, Ah Xue half-turned his body and watched her, "If my sister wants to know, this is my answer .”

"but……"

"Please." Ah Xue lay down in front of Tsurumi's bed, resting his chin, "Don't force me to say such vulgar lines as 'the answer is in your heart', okay? My lord."

"It's shameful to make fun of troubled girls."

"And don't force me to say vicious lines like 'Girls' troubles are actually mediocre'."

"Axue has been getting more and more misbehaving recently."

Handing over a piece of watermelon and stuffing it into Tsurumi's mouth, Axue grabbed the tassel that decorated the head of the bed and played with it. "The one who changed is my sister. She spends time thinking about such 'useless' questions."

"Hmm. Another slice."

A Xueyiling stuffed another piece of watermelon into her sister's mouth, and watched her chewing with satisfaction, "It's really curious to be able to make a pragmatist elder sister have such a girlish feeling."

"You are the one who is in Huaichun, right? Why did you meet a beautiful person in Ice Emperor? I said, don't look at senior sister. Sister, I prefer a cute little loli as my sister-in-law!"

"I don't like girls." Aware of his slip of the tongue, Ah Xue hastily made up for it, "I mean, I don't like girls yet. Hey! Don't laugh so disgustingly! I know what you women think! Don't do it without permission. Inside the brain!"

"Okay, okay, I know." Comforting his shy and furious younger brother, Tsurumi Kazuku got up from the bed and said seriously, "But, don't think in such a romantic direction, okay? What bothers me is the serious question of belief, a matter of character."

"Axue, let me ask you, what do you think about the law of the jungle?"

"Laws of nature."

"But, don't the weak also have the right to live?" Tsurumi frowned, his gaze firm, "I thought you should..."

"Sister." A senior sighed for a long time, feeling rare melancholy, "I am only a second year in junior high school, thinking about so many profound questions all day will cause premature aging. You see, there are wrinkles on the brows."

"Hey!" screaming and rushing towards the dressing table, Tsurumi held the mirror and looked left and right, "Is it true!? Ah, there seems to be something really wrong here on the forehead. Eh, eh, what should I do, mom will remove the Can you lend me the wrinkle cream? Deke doesn't know if it will work..."

"Whoever looks in the mirror with his face up will have wrinkles." With a barely audible whisper, Ah Xue quietly exited the room and closed the door tightly.

Tsurumi's wailing was still coming from the closed door.Leaning outside the door, the boy stuffed a piece of watermelon into his mouth and chewed slowly.

"It's really dangerous." With one hand covering half of his glaring red face, Ah Xue's pale mouth no longer held a smile, "It must be cut off as soon as possible, dear sister."

The investigation, conducted unilaterally by Ninzuzu, appears to have gone nowhere.Judging from his increasingly dignified eyebrows, it can be said that it is the end of the road.Despite this, Tsurumi still consciously goes to the tennis club showroom every day for confinement.

Anger is anger, doubts are doubts, there is only such a thing as a game, she doesn't want to lose, at least not because of her reasons.

It is a simple truth that money can turn ghosts around. The information collected by the Atobe police is perfect in terms of breadth, depth, and pertinence. After the last game, Tsurumi has already noticed.Throughout the knowledge contest, almost all the questions she was able to answer were the knowledge she got from the folder.Even between each item of knowledge in the booklet, there are technical guidance for quick answers to the knowledge contest. I read too hastily before, and all these details were skipped. Looking at it now, I can’t say I don’t regret it.

After all, "money" can't solve everything, and memorizing the thick materials is still a matter of human effort.

"Hey, Tsurumi Tsurumi~" The door of the showroom was opened a crack, and Jirou stuck his curly plush head in, "Here."

Before Tsurumi sees clearly, a