[Net King] Money people are omnipotent

Kanagawa Rikkai High School Attached.

After the department work was over, the sky was a little dark, the twilight was overflowing, and the clouds were about to fall.

People walked away in sevens and eights, and King Ren was left to run for punishment.

The setting sun slowly fell on him, forming a slanted shadow.

Liu tidied up her bag, turned on her phone, and lowered her gaze.

I got a reply to the text message I sent to Qian an hour ago.

[Takaki Zaoji is 80.00% likely to be Bingdi's student. 】

Ice Emperor?Tokyo is a bit far away, and we may not be able to collect complete information tonight.

It seems that he can only trouble Zhenzhi.

"Yagyu, wait for me." Nio's voice came from a distance, "I have four laps left."

Liu Sheng had already packed up and was ready to go home. Hearing this, he pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose with a helpless expression.

Liu nodded to him, and said in a calm tone, "I'll go first, see you tomorrow."

Liu Sheng replied politely, "See you tomorrow."

……

In the office, Atobe is discussing with Sakaki about the regional qualifiers.

"It's still the same as last year, with one main pick for each game."

Sakaki sat across from him, didn't look at anything, but seemed to see everything in his eyes: "Yes, you can decide the specific list."

Then his eyes turned to the list of candidates on the desktop, and stopped when they landed on Feng's name.

"After graduating from the third grade, only Hiyoshi, Huadi, and Feng remain in the Ice Emperor's main election."

He raised his eyes, looked at Atobe, and casually said, "What do you think?"

Atobu didn't think too much, and said concisely: "For the new minister, Hiyoshi is more suitable, and has strong leadership skills."

"Minister Riji is really suitable, he has a unique style. However, the strength of the second-year candidates is still far behind that of the third-year. Especially Feng, his serve is too unstable. The success rate of the first serve is 78% , the success rate of the next goal is lower than that of the first goal."

Sakaki paused, his deep and pitch-black pupils shone brightly: "Only by himself, he can't find the problem at all."

"Knock Knock-"

"Come in."

Ci Lang cautiously pushed open the door, shrugging his head, with a trembling look on his face: "I'm here to supervise."

Help, why did the supervisor specifically find him.

Sakaki pointed to the paper bag on the table, and said flatly, "This is from teak."

Ci Lang was slightly startled: "Remember?"

Holding the paper bag, he took a peek inside: "Oh, Mitarai dumplings."

Scared to death, remember why you gave the things to the supervisor!

Atobe sat on the sofa, slightly raised his thick long eyelashes, and looked at the paper bag in Jirou's hand with an unclear expression.

"Akutagawa, do you have a good relationship with Yuki?"

Cilang carried the paper bag and subconsciously replied, "It's pretty good."

Sakaki was silent for a while, then looked up: "I have a task for you."

Five minutes later, Atobe and Jiro came out of the office together.

Ci Lang took a long breath, and said awkwardly: "Aside from the dean, I am most afraid of the supervision, he is so serious."

Atobe ignored him and walked forward.

Jiro followed Atobe in small steps, and said with a sullen expression: "Atobe Atobe, what should I do with the task assigned to me by the supervisor?"

Ask Zao Ji to guide Feng, no matter how you look at it, it will be useless.

Atobe seemed to have a plan in mind, and his expression was calm: "How does this uncle know, since I assigned it to you, then do it well."

"But it's so difficult." Ci Lang pouted, like a frosted eggplant, wilting, and scratched his hair irritably, "I just want to sleep."

"Humph."

Cirou looked at the paper bag in his hand thoughtfully, turned his eyebrows, and stuffed the paper bag into Atobe's hand.

"Okay, you accepted my dumpling, and this task is for you."

Atobu frowned deeply, and was interrupted by Jirou just as he was about to speak.

I saw Cilang covering his ears and shaking his head wildly: "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, anyway, you accept it, this matter has nothing to do with me, I want to go home."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared.

Atobe lowered his eyes and weighed the paper bag in his hand: "Ah, not a gorgeous dumpling."

……

Gan has returned home.

His study room is arranged in a mess, with all kinds of materials stuffed into the bookcases, and there are many tennis magazines and various books and materials on the floor.

On the wooden floor, there is a floor-to-ceiling telescope.

Qian stretched out a hand and landed on the lens, turning the diopter handwheel of the eyepiece.

The phone in my pocket buzzed and vibrated twice.

A total of two text messages.

Bu Er: [how is it?Did the analysis draw any conclusions? 】

Lian Er: [Thank you for your hard work, Sadaharu, I need more information about Yuki Zaoji. 】

Gan raised his eyelids, feeling a little headache, after thinking about it for a while, he replied first.

[I haven't found anything yet, but the relationship between Atobe and Shinozu is somewhat unusual. 】

He walked to the desk, flipped through the huge 'dry secret' and pondered for a while.

He has no way to get more information about Yumu Zaoji, the only breakthrough is to know her best.

Fuji looked helpless at Gan's reply, he didn't care about the relationship between Atobe and Shinozu.

He Mosuo twitched his slender fingers, and there was a slight smile in his brows and eyes, gentle and clean.

In this case, let's give some more information.

Fuji Yumiko knocked on the door and came in with fruit.

Seeing Bu Er's malicious smile, her gaze was slightly scrutinized, her expression was clear, and her tone was firm: "Zhou Zhu, what are you planning to do again?"

"No, sister."

Buer took the fruit, with an innocent face, and his uninhibited tone, with a half-smile and seven-point playful tone: "It's doing something interesting."

Gan on the other side saw Bu Er's news, and stared round his eyes in disbelief.

No, no, no.

Fuji: [As far as I know, Yuzuki is Hyotei's student, and Atobe seems to have a crush on her~]

……

"Classmate Akibu."

The guard stepped forward and called Atobe who had just left the school gate.

The sky drank the wine from the roof, blushed and turned into a sunset glow, peeping at the various styles of the world.

Atobe turned around, the setting sun was slightly dazzling, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

The groggy dusk blurred the outline of his side face.

"Atobe-san, do you have a good relationship with Yuzuki?"

It turned out that someone would ask him this question.

Atobe sneered: "General."

"I see." The guard frowned and said after hesitation, "A strange person came to inquire about you after five o'clock."

Atobe was stunned, the corners of his eyes were upturned, and he was slender and energetic: "Do you want to know about me and teak?"

"Yes." The guard nodded, "I didn't say anything. I reminded Teak when she was out of school."

Atobe's complexion changed slightly, he remained silent, he was not angry and majestic, and there was an innate strength.

"Who is it, what does it look like?"

"I can't see my face clearly, I'm wearing a windbreaker, and I'm sneaky."

Atobe restrained his expression, and after thinking for a while, he was full of worries.

If you are a person with ancient ambitions...

He glanced at the guard, his eyes were icy cold, like ice in the depths of the sea, making people shudder: "Go to the security room to adjust the surveillance."

Then he took out his mobile phone, sliding his fingertips, and the light and shadow jumped.

His hands are fair and slender, with well-defined joints, and his low and deep voice is hoarse and sexy: "Contact the traffic police team and call out all the road surveillance at the gate of Bingdi School."

The guard didn't expect Atobe to act so vigorously, he was stunned for a second and then hurried to the security room.

The driver who was still in the car got out of the car and followed behind Atobe.

In the security room, the guard skillfully adjusted the surveillance.

There was a surveillance screen facing the opposite of the school gate, Atobu frowned, always feeling uneasy.

The guard stared and pointed to the figure behind the tree: "That's him."

At [-]:[-], the man in the windbreaker came slowly to the doorman, and the two began to talk.

"At this time, he asked me if Yuki was a student of Hyotei, and then asked about your relationship with Yuki."

In Atobe's pupils, there was still twilight mist, and he said coldly, "You didn't say anything."

"Yes, I said I don't know anything."

Ten minutes later, the butler quickly walked into the security room, handed over the USB flash drive, and said respectfully, "Master Jingwu, we have copied the road monitoring."

Atobe looked sideways: "Play it now."

The look in his eyes made the butler very strange.

In normal times, Atobe never had such burning eyes, nor would he talk to people with such a stern look, as if he was hiding a thousand words, eager and careful.

Atobe stared at the monitor with cold eyes, sharp edges and corners, and delicate brows everywhere.

The man in the windbreaker left after talking to the guard. He entered the station and took off his hat and sunglasses.

He is very tall, with a sea urchin head and dark green eyes. He took out square black-rimmed glasses from the windbreaker pocket and put them on.

Atobu lowered his eyes, the long silhouette under the eyelashes covered all the emotions in his eyes, the gloomy brows dissipated a little, and his tone was surprised: "Qingxue's data boy..."

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感谢在2022-06-2922:02:40~2022-06-3017:57:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of cherry;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!