After being spotted by a paranoid boss [Quick Transmigration]

Lin Jianyi froze for a moment, and was about to ask what was going on, when the grade director just pushed open the door.

"Everyone is here." The grade director, a middle-aged man in his 50s, came in and greeted him first. His brows were tightly frowned, as if something was bothering him.

"Well," he hesitated for a while, and said, "Duan Chen hasn't come for the exam today, and their home phone can't be reached. Lao Zhang went out to study, and he's not here now. See if any of you have time to go to Duan Chen's house." Let's see what's going on."

Lao Zhang is the head teacher of the third class. A few days ago, he just went to another place to participate in a study, and he came back a week later.

Several teachers in class three looked at each other for a while, all showing expressions of reluctance.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and the grade director was getting more and more headaches. Just as he was about to directly appoint one, a voice suddenly sounded from the corner of the office.

Lin Jianyi had already stood up from the chair, smiled and said, "I'll go."

The grade director obviously didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to go. Seeing Lin Jianyi, a newcomer, he opened his mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.

"Ah ha ha, then please trouble Mr. Xiao Lin."

Pretending not to see the relieved expression of the grade director, Lin Jianyi got the address and walked to Duan Chen's house.

Duan Chen's house is not far from where he lives, but it is even more dilapidated.

The narrow streets, the walls are mottled and peeling off, there are brown and yellow stains and cracks everywhere, and the air is filled with a stench.

Duan Chen's house is on the second floor.

Lin Jianyi knocked on the rusty iron door in front of her, but no one answered after waiting for more than ten minutes.

"Is no one home?" Lin Jianyisi knocked a few more times.

System: "Host, it seems that you are really not at home."

"En." Lin Jianyi rested his right index finger on his chin, looked at the closed iron door in front of him, and finally said, "Let's go first, and look elsewhere."

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Lin Jianyi suddenly paused, and his ears sensitively caught the sound of a gun hitting the table and chairs as well as the whimpering of people coming from the door.

Lin Jianyi's expression changed slightly.

Before he had time to think about it, he quickly went downstairs. The buildings here are low and the floors are very close together.

The old man on the first floor was just about to go to the window to stretch, when he saw a black shadow swiftly turning over in front of him.

Lin Jianyi stepped on the outside unit of the air conditioner, reached out and grabbed the anti-theft window rod, arched her waist slightly, and rolled over to the window on the second floor with a little effort.

The system exclaimed: "Wow, host, you are so amazing."

Lin Jianyi breathed steadily, and hummed: "I used to be a secret agent."

The system took a deep breath, thinking that they were going through the game so quickly that they could let the agents complete the task.

Seeing that the system really believed it, Lin Jianyi laughed: "Stupid system, I lied to you."

system:"……"

The windows on the second floor were locked tightly, but the curtains were not drawn, and the smashed electrical appliances, crumbling tables and chairs, and broken glass shards of wine bottles could be clearly seen inside.

And Duan Chen who fell to the ground.

Lin Jianyi frowned gradually.

Duan Chen was tied up with hemp rope. In the subzero weather, he was actually only wearing a thin sweater. The young man's face was pale and he was panting lowly. Look over here.

"Lin Jianyi..." His chapped lips parted slightly.

Lin Jianyi quickly opened the window, ran to Duan Chen's side in three steps and two steps, and helped him untie the rope.

The hemp rope was thick and tight, and Duan Chen's skin had already been stretched red, traces of blood oozing out, and there were still some bruises on his body, probably left when he wanted to hit the table and chair to attract Lin Jianyi's attention just now.

Duan Chen was so cold that his whole body was shaking, but he still watched Lin Jianyi's movements without saying a word.

"Where's the coat I bought for you?" Lin Jianyi asked.

Both of them knew exactly how that down jacket came about.

Just as Duan Chen was about to speak, he coughed violently a few times. He seemed to be struggling to speak, and he didn't know how long he hadn't had a drink of water. He said hoarsely, "It was cut."

Lin Jianyi felt a little irritated.

He took off his windbreaker and wrapped it tightly around Duan Chen, and was about to take Duan Chen out when suddenly there was the sound of a key unlocking the door.

Lin Jianyi clearly felt Duan Chen's body stiffen for a moment.

"Little bastard, come out to me!" The woman's drunken voice sounded.

She slammed the purse against the wall, making a loud bang, which was extremely ear-piercing.

Duan Chen's living environment full of violence and filth was completely torn apart at this moment.

Lin Jianyi licked her upper teeth lightly with the tip of her tongue, feeling a little more irritable in her heart.

"Hey, go back to your room first." He endured his impatience, stroked Duan Chen's hair, and said gently.

The young man stared at him for a few seconds with dark eyes, his pale face expressionless.

Lin Jianyi wanted to say a few more words, but he had already let go, and returned to the room obediently, without asking a word during the whole process.

After seeing Duan Chen close the door, the smile on Lin Jianyi's face disappeared instantly, turned around, and looked coldly at the approaching woman.

"Damn it," the woman narrowed her eyes and hiccupped, "Who is that? Where's that little bastard Duan Chen?"

While she didn't see clearly, Lin Jianyi asked in his mind if the system could put a blindfold on the woman to prevent her from seeing her own face.

"It seems that it is not good to generate a real object, but I can make her not remember what the host looks like in the future."

"Well, that's fine." Lin Jianyi said.

The woman exuded a stench of alcohol. Seeing that the person in front of her was silent, she was about to yell out a few words, but suddenly her eyes went dark, and her neck felt severe pain. After the dizziness passed, she found that she had been trapped The twine was tied tightly.

Lin Jianyi tied the rope into a knot.

The woman's eyes widened in horror, and the wine suddenly woke up three points.

Lin Jianyi casually picked up a piece of broken glass next to her, pressed it against her waist, and threatened in a low voice: "Don't make a sound."

Feeling the sharp object in her lower back, the woman trembled, her eyes filled with tears of fear, and she nodded in panic.

Seeing that she was no longer struggling, Lin Jianyi lit a cigarette, and the tobacco relieved a little of the restlessness in her heart. Lin Jianyi slowly exhaled a white smoke ring, and looked down at the woman.

The system watched from the side, and said weakly: "Host, you are so skilled..."

Lin Jianyi held a cigarette in his hand, and chuckled lightly when he heard what the system said.

Without talking to the system, he half-bent down and approached the woman.

This action was a bit ruffian, but he did it gracefully and beautifully, as dignified as a well-educated son.

"Don't abuse children in the future." He shook off his cigarette and said softly.

The scarlet sparks fell to the ground along with the soot, and it was just a hair away from burning the woman's skin.

Mother Duan's body trembled even more.

She couldn't figure out when she provoked such a person.

"You, who are you?" She broke down.

Lin Jianyi had his own bottom line. He didn't answer Duan's mother's question, but he didn't make any more moves. He straightened up and said to the closed door: "It's all right, come out."

The door creaked open, and before Duan Chen came out, Lin Jianyi stubbed out the cigarette.

Duan Chen walked out, turning a blind eye to the woman lying on the ground, and walked quietly to Lin Jianyi's side.

"Let's go?" Lin Jianyi looked at him.

Duan Chen glanced at the woman.

Seeing the shock in Duan Chen's eyes, the woman on the ground suddenly reacted, and cursed reflexively in her mouth: "Well, you little bastard, so you found someone! You fucking little white-eyed wolf, old man I should have strangled you to death in the first place!"

The more swearing, the worse it sounds, Lin Jianyi frowned, seeing Duan Chen's motionless appearance, he began to wonder if he should find a dirty rag to cover the woman's mouth.

But soon the boy had a reaction.

Duan Chen turned his indifferent gaze to the woman's distressed appearance, then retracted his gaze, and nodded to Lin Jianyi: "Let's go."

After being wrapped in a windbreaker for a while, Duan Chen recovered a little warmth, but his hands were still cold. Lin Jianyi took his hand and walked out the door.

The young man's palm was dry and warm, and Duan Chen couldn't help but clenched it a little bit.

The iron door was closed, cutting off the woman's scolding and a bunch of messy scenes in the house.