[Comprehensive] Jasmine became the queen bee

"What smell?" Emma said cautiously, "Is it here?"

Margaret moved her neck stiffly, and pointed to an old leather sofa in the corridor.

Jessica sniffed hard, but couldn't pick out any particular smell, but Margaret's violent reaction to it showed that she had indeed found something.It's just that if it's the taste, it won't stay for a long time, and there is an obvious sign of collapse on the cushion, which is gradually rebounding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I think... maybe that person just left?" Jessica subconsciously looked in the direction of the door.

"My God," Emma visibly shuddered, and whispered, "My God."

Jessica felt a little cold in her heart, she wished Sherlock could appear here in an instant, and use his meticulous observation and keen sense of smell to solve all this.

But now she's on her own.

"Maybe I can still catch up with him," she glanced at Emma, ​​"and see who it is...I'll be back soon."

Emma nodded in bewilderment, and grabbed Margaret's arm tightly.

Jessica took a deep breath and ran out the door.

She ran like a headless chicken along the possible paths, from the playground to the woods to the main teaching building. At this time, there were very few people walking around on the campus, and everywhere was eerily quiet.This made her feel a little regretful—even if she chased down a few suspects, she couldn't tell whether they had the smell Margaret mentioned.

Jessica got nothing and could only run back with her exhausted body, blaming herself in her heart for not leaving Emma and Margaret behind.When she got close enough to the Northwest Building, she heard a commotion.

Many people surrounded the entrance of the building—it seemed to be the same group of people, the teachers and staff who were upstairs just now—blocked the place.Many people formed a two-meter-diameter encirclement. Jessica was surprised to find that Mr. Simon Cornwell was standing in the center, waving his hands and shouting something, as if he was justifying or pleading.

What happened in her absence?

Jessica took two steps anxiously, and Emma appeared in front of her in a panic.

"Jessie, you're here at last," Emma looked like she was about to cry, "You just left us, and Mr. Cornwell somehow appeared here, and Maggie started screaming the moment she saw him." Called, attracted Mr. Elliott and other teachers, and then... now no one can stop Mr. Elliott from calling Maggie's parents, and they even called the police! My God!"

"What?" Jessica's legs were almost out of strength, and she didn't expect things to take such a jaw-dropping turn after she left, "What a mess...so they all..."

"I guess so, Margaret called out the word herself," Emma said with tears, "It seems that Mr. Elliot has already guessed the truth."

Jessica felt a headache, "It seems that we can't hide it... How is Margaret?"

"They sedated Maggie," Emma wiped away tears. "It broke my heart."

Jessica looked around and found Margaret lying on a bench with a peaceful sleeping face, and the nurse in the school infirmary was wiping her cheeks.

"She..." Jessica wanted to ask about Margaret, but was interrupted by a distraught voice.

They searched for the source of the sound and found Cornwell who was trying to break out of the crowd.

"She is framing it! Don't you understand?" Cornwell said to the people around him in a hoarse voice with the sweat streaming down his head.

But the answers to him were indifferent faces.

"I won't do such a thing!...Steven! We are friends, you know I won't, right?" Cornwell's eyes suddenly lit up, he rushed into the crowd and pulled a man out, holding Holding his shoulders, he shook vigorously, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"I'm sorry, Simon," the man named Steven said hesitantly as he became more and more embarrassed under the gazes of the crowd, "I saw the whole process, that female student seemed to be hit when she faced you Evil, that can't be faked... I think I may not know you as well as I thought..."

Cornwell knelt down in frustration, covered his face with his hands, and let out a painful roar from between his fingers.

"He looks so pathetic," Emma said sympathetically, but quickly turned to indignation, "but think of what he's done, he deserves hell!"

Jessica looked at the indifferent faces of Cornwell, who was like a bereaved dog on the ground, and the audience, and felt that she hadn't fully digested the fact, "Uh, is there even a slight chance that Margaret got the wrong person? After all Smell is a very vague thing..."

"Shhh—" Emma nervously made a silent gesture, "I said the same thing when Maggie was still awake, but she..."

As Emma spoke, she pulled up her sleeves, revealing the scratches and bruises on her arms.

"Oh my God!" Jessica was tongue-tied, "This is really...you should ask the school doctor to deal with it."

"It's no big deal." Emma pulled back her sleeves indifferently, "So you'd better not mention this."

"But... you... Maggie why..."

"If you are here, you will understand," Emma shook her head, "She is like a wild beast, not only me, but also Mr. Cornwell and Elliott were attacked..."

"I'm sorry," Jessica rubbed her confused head, "I shouldn't have left."

"Don't be like this, who would have thought of it..." Emma's voice disappeared in the wind.They held each other's hands tightly and stood silently at the door of the building, watching different people coming in and out.A few passing students looked here curiously, even though they were forcibly expelled, they still stood under the tree and watched from afar.When the get out of class bell rang, there were more and more people watching, completely bathing them in the eyes full of prying desires.

Mr. Elliott has been commanding the order in a desperate manner, as if he only discovered them now, and walked towards this side.

"Miss Harris and Miss Hunter," he said harshly, "I think I deserve an explanation."

"I told you so!" Emma wailed, "Mr. Elliott, you'll regret it! Maggie's parents would really kill her when they found out, literally! You don't know how horrible they are , even make up something to tell them! As long as it's not..."

"Stop alarmist talk, Miss Hunter." Mr. Elliott waved his hands impatiently, "I don't know what made you completely conceal this matter, but Margaret Lindeman had a mental breakdown to this point The degree must be due to the huge psychological pressure, don't you have any regrets?"

"It's because what Emma said is true, Mr. Elliot," Jessica tried to calm herself down and looked at him earnestly, "I sincerely suggest to you that after Margaret's parents come , don't tell them because you don't know the consequences. That's the most old and strict religion in the world..."

But before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted.

"The police are here!"

Several police cars stopped in the open space in front of the building one by one, and Mr. Elliot hurried up to meet them.

The crowd erupted into a commotion.Cornwell wanted to take advantage of the chaos and escape when he heard the siren, but was stopped by everyone.Now his whole body is pressed to the ground, and his hands are pressed against his back.

"□□ criminal!" Someone cursed, this word immediately aroused the discussion of those who didn't know the truth, and the situation seemed to be further expanded.

"If Cornwell is innocent, why did he run?" Emma commented.

"You're right," Jessica suppressed the wavering in her heart, "At least we finally found the real culprit."

"And Sherlock the genius Holmes didn't find it, haha." Emma laughed dryly twice in a tired voice, and even when she was exhausted, she didn't forget to roll her eyes when she said the word "genius".

At this point, they can only watch the police take away the ashen-faced Cornwell.Margaret, who was still in a coma, was sent to an ambulance, and Mr. Elliot stopped Jessica and Emma who wanted to follow to the hospital.

"Actually, I could have given you both a break," he said, blocking them with a hand in front of the car, "so you better behave yourself, young ladies."

Emma rushed up to make a theory, but Jessica grabbed her quickly.

"Mr. Elliott?"

At some point, a woman in a black robe appeared beside them.Holding up her ankle-length robe, she anxiously looked into the ambulance and said in fear, "What trouble did Margaret get into?"

"You must be Mrs. Lindemann." Mr. Elliott was taken aback by this outfit, but he quickly recovered his composure. "Please come up, I will tell you on the way."

Mrs. Lindemann seemed to have encountered something embarrassing, she hesitated for a long time before nodding.

"Mrs. Lindemann, my name is Jessica Harris, and I'm Margaret's friend." Jessica couldn't help but stepped forward to stop Mrs. Lindemann who wanted to get in the car, "Anyway, these are not Margaret. Gretel's fault, trust me..."

"Yes, yes, on the contrary, she is not wrong at all!" Emma recovered from the shock and chimed in.

Mrs. Lindemann looked at them in surprise, and immediately turned her head away in disgust after seeing Jessica's cocky legs.Immediately Mr. Elliot slammed the door mercilessly.

Emma tugged on Jessica's sleeve in the dust from the car's engine.

"What shall we do now?"

"I don't know either." Jessica sighed, the last thing she wanted to see happened.

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