[Comprehensive] Great detective is haunted

Where is Professor Fendi's office?As soon as Weiwei walked to the door of the classroom, he suddenly realized that he was going to go back to find the professor, but happened to meet classmate Green.

Tommy Green is not too tall, maybe just over 1.7 meters, not much taller than Vivi. At this moment, he lowered his head and couldn't see his eyes.

"Are you going to the professor's office?" Green raised his voice slightly to attract Weiwei's attention, but when Weiwei looked over, he looked rather restrained, "It's on the third floor, the east end. "

His voice is also a very common juvenile voice, as if he was still in high school, although it is true that they both graduated from high school not long ago.

"Thank you." Weiwei was stunned for a moment, then replied with a slight smile, and walked towards the stairwell with the book in his arms.

Green wanted to say something else, but when he spoke again, Weiwei had already reached the stairwell, so he missed the opportunity to strike up a conversation.

Weiwei didn't pay attention to this, she just scratched her head and wondered which side was east, and when she got to the third floor, she found that the third floor was unexpectedly empty.At this time, the sun was just right at noon, and it shone warmly on the body, and the corridor was full of golden light.

"Little girl, who are you looking for?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind Weiwei, it must be said that it shocked her a lot.

"Uh, hello," Weiwei quickly turned around and replied extremely politely, "Professor Fendi asked me to go to his office to get a book."

The man turned sideways slightly, with his back to the light, and his smile was very decent; "Mosaic Fendi?"

His tone was just right: "Go over there, to the end."

He raised his finger and pointed in the direction - he didn't extend his fingers, but spread his palms, as a polite gesture.It's a little bit like the gesture of greeting guests, but this person's temperament is far away from that almost humble image. This gesture is just out of the elegance engraved in his bones.

Weiwei only looked up at his chin, but didn't look directly at him. From the standing posture of this man, he gave people a kind of... oppressiveness.

Are the professors in the school like this now?Weiwei couldn't help orz in her heart.

"Thank you."

She smiled at the man, but still didn't look into the man's eyes, but ran a little faster to the corner.

After running over, she looked back quietly, and the man walked leisurely towards the other side, walking in an extremely calm manner, as if nothing could interrupt his movements, and it seemed that walking itself was a very serious matter .

For some reason, Weiwei couldn't help but want to compare this person with Professor Fendi.

If it's Professor Fendi, it's probably more... taller, faster and stronger?

She was amused by her own analogy, pursed her lips before walking in the direction she pointed out.

I don't know if there are other teachers in the office, Weiwei hesitated for a while and then knocked on the door, but slowly pushed the door open when no one answered.

The solid wood door is a bit heavy to push, but unexpectedly there is not much sound.

The lighting in the room was excellent, the curtains were half drawn but it didn't look dark, so Weiwei didn't turn on the lights again.

The layout of the office is much simpler than I imagined. There is a desk facing the window. On the desk is a rather classical desk lamp and a pen holder. There are a lot of newspapers and letters in the center, which looks a bit messy; the desk On the right hand side is the bookshelf. There are four floors in total. The heights are arranged irregularly, which is not in line with Professor Fendi's habit of having a little obsessive-compulsive disorder. The left hand side is a transparent closet, which Weiwei didn't look at What's in it, and a dark brown leather sofa.

A shelf by the window appears to be used for music scores.

Weiwei took a rough look around and walked directly to the bookshelf without thinking too much.

Not only in English...

The second floor from top to bottom, the sixth book.

It's a hard shell... book with a dark green cover?

Is it this one?

Weiwei pulled it out a little bit, but she felt that it was not, but she took it out anyway, and flipped a page casually.

This is not a book, is it a notebook?

Vivi was stunned.

This handwriting is completely different from the style that Professor Fendi wrote on the blackboard in the past. The words written by Professor Fendi on the blackboard are as neat as printed letters, and the page she turned over casually requires her to find an adjective It can only be described as... chaos?

It was a mess.Even like... graffiti?

Reason told her that she shouldn't read it anymore, but she couldn't hold back trying to extract what she was writing from the notebook.

Like a chemical equation?It's like... a flow chart?

Is this last one a blueprint?

it feels like...

Weiwei looked at the book sideways and then vertically, but he couldn't figure out what this square thing was.Like a cell phone strapped to something.

She even suspected that this phone was... nokia?

"So have you seen enough?"

A cold, inorganic voice suddenly came.

Weiwei was so frightened that she almost threw the notebook out - she had a guilty conscience.

"Professor Erfendi..." She was a little embarrassed, she put the notebook back and didn't hold it, she forced herself to restrain her urge to bite her lip.

Professor Fendi looked very thin, but now he half-rolled up his shirt sleeves because of the heat, and his exposed forearms looked extremely powerful.

He didn't care much about what Weiwei was holding in his hand. In fact, there were not many books that could be placed in this office that were very important. He just felt that this student was a bit stupid, because it was obvious...

"I thought I emphasized that it's the sixth book from right to left." He walked over and stood beside Weiwei, pulling out the book with a dark blue cover with his slender and strong fingers, "here you are." .”

emphasize?I didn't emphasize it.But Weiwei didn't speak harshly either, since Professor Fendi didn't seem to intend to argue with her on such small details, so she obediently shut up.She has always been a very sensible person.

Weiwei had to say that the moment Professor Fendi stood over gave her... an indescribable sense of oppression.She hurriedly inserted the hardcover book back to its original position, and then took the book handed over by the professor with both hands: "Thank you, professor, when will I return it?"

"Send it to you."

After Weiwei took the book, Professor Fendi didn't say anything, but turned around and walked to the desk.

Vivi was a little confused.that's all?

Then do you want to say something?

Professor Fendi frowned and looked at the messy newspapers on the table.

bored.

He whispered in his heart.

Is the fat man so idle?Still have time to give him these messy and inexplicable newspapers?

He wasn't even in the mood to tidy up.

Weiwei struggled for a while, and after seeing Professor Fendi seemed to be addicted to his own world, he wanted to leave the gun quietly.

But just as she walked to the desk and was about to go out to leave this rather quiet environment, she was suddenly stopped.

"You haven't left yet?"

Vivi was a little embarrassed.

In fact, Professor, I left before you called me.

"Um, well, I thought you had something to say."

Professor Fendi glanced at the student who had moved to the door of the office with difficulty, and suddenly said, "Victoria Mayer?"

This time there was no wrong name.

Weiwei was a little flattered: "Yes, professor."

Subconsciously straightened his shoulders.

The IQ line is not bad, Professor Fendi is in the mood for a while: "You stay."

exm? ? ?Weiwei looked at the professor's expressionless face in bewilderment, and said in clear words: "Separate these letters, the ones you've read from the ones you haven't read. Find out all the news and arrange it according to time."

Weiwei's first reaction was: Why do you want this?

The second reaction is:

Professor, I haven't eaten yet...

Weiwei's words have not yet come out.

"Extra points at the end of the period."

Okay, I compromised - Weiwei.