Xu Yaoguang didn't care who Qin Ran was before.

I don't care if she is left-handed.

So although she was surprised to see her using her right hand to draw the newspaper, she ignored it and put it behind her head.

Think about it now.

Qin Ran is not a left-handed at all!

Xu Yaoguang closed his eyes. It seemed that all the details were not difficult to understand. Qin Ran wrote very slowly with her left hand, like a beginner.

He put down his chopsticks.

Crossed off the qr280 on the paper and wrote a question mark again.

Left hand 280, what about right hand?

Qiao Sheng played a small game. When he saw Xu Yaoguang put down his chopsticks again, his expression seemed to be loose, and he couldn't help but turn his head.

I can't see any clues.

The lines drawn by Xu Yaoguang are so strange.

Qiao Sheng is not a professional player, and his opponent's speed has no idea. Even if he puts Meng Xinran and others together, he can't see the difference between a hand speed of 500 and a hand speed of 200.

"Qiao Sheng, Young Master Xu, aren't you leaving yet?" The door of Xu Yaoguang's dormitory was not closed. He Wen, opposite, leaned against the door frame, knocked on the door, and called them to go to class.

"Wait," Qiao Sheng looked up and pointed at Xu Yaoguang, "Young Master Xu hasn't eaten yet..."

"I won't eat anymore." Xu Yaoguang stood up directly, threw the remaining rice into the trash can, and took the piece of paper to the classroom with them.

**

School medical room.

When Cheng Jun and Lu Zhaoying, who was carrying milk tea, came back, Qin Ran leaning against the table and observing the grass that was almost dehydrated on the glass dish.

"Miss Qin," Cheng Mu brought a cup of tea to Qin Ran, pointed to the grass on the glass dish, and lowered his voice, "Is this Wangyou yours?"

Qin Ran stood with her back to the window. Today, the sun was strong and the light was cold.

He turned his head against the light and raised his eyebrows, "What did you think it's called?"

"Forget it, it's only available in auctions," Cheng Mu thought for a while, and then said, "Is it given to you by Master Jun?"

"Oh," Qin Ran nodded casually and spoke lazily, "My deskmate gave it to me, it smells good."

Sleep.

"Your deskmate?" Cheng Mu immediately thought of Lin Siran who had never seen the world last time, and was a little confused, "How could it be?"

He took two steps and picked up the glass bottle that Cheng Jun placed on the table to see.

After a walk, I couldn't find the code number.

It should be fake...

Cheng Mu originally thought it was Cheng Jun for Qin Ran, but now he knows it is fake, so he treats it casually.

Lu Zhaoying kicked open the door and came in, sat at the dining table, knocked her legs and handed the milk tea to Qin Ran, "Qin Xiaoran, are you really friends with Pan Mingyue?"

A cold and evil man, who is cynical and unruly, acts like a big man.

One is well-behaved and quiet, and he looks like a good student at first glance.

No matter how you look at it, you can't get together.

Qin Ran pierced the straw in and held it casually in her mouth: "Yes."

"Her eyes must be beautiful." Lu Zhaoying smiled with the chopsticks.

Qin Ran, who had been drinking milk tea, suddenly raised her head when she heard this sentence. Her eyes were nine times cold, and her eyebrows were full of frivolity, "Don't mess with her."

But his tone was serious.

Lu Zhaoying remembered that she had known Qin Ran for so long and she was so good at reaching out. The only thing she was injured was because of Pan Mingyue, "Are you protecting her like this?"

Qin Ran continued to drink milk tea, and no matter what Lu Zhaoying asked next, she didn't speak.

After a while, Lu Zhaoying seemed to hear a light and smokeless sentence—

The voice was too low, and he probably only heard "sin" and it was not clear yet.

After washing his hands, Cheng Jun walked here with a slight smell of disinfectant water, but his steps paused.

Lu Zhaoying opened her mouth and wanted to ask clearly.

Cheng Jun put his hand on the ebony chair, pulled it apart, looked at him indifferently, "Go and wash your hands."

After dinner, Qin Ran continued to lie on the table to practice writing. She wrote her left hand one after another, and her right hand half supported her chin. Her beautiful face was full of impatientness, slutty and unruly.

After taking another sip of milk tea that I hadn't finished just now, Qin Ran bit the straw and turned her head.

Cheng Jun polished the glass sheets inside. He was not that professional, so he just sat half on the table, holding the glass sheets with slender and clean fingers.

His eyebrows and eyes were drooping, as if he was a little lazy.

Cheng Mu saw that Qin Ran was halfway through writing, but stopped writing, and always felt that she was not very interested today.

"Looking at Master Jun's so meticulous look, he seems to be really forgetful of his worries." Cheng Mu moved a stool and sat next to Lu Zhaoying, holding his cell phone to send a message to Cheng Jin.

Lu Zhaoying was watching the tickets for this Saturday's performance competition, counting the time to go to Beijing, "What are you forgetting about worry?"

"Oh, the old man wears things all year round. I don't know what it is. Last year, I accompanied Mr. Cheng to the auction house. It was not expensive. It was 470,000 yuan at that time, so it only took less than a month." Cheng Mufeng spoke lightly.

Lu Zhaoying's hand paused, but Cheng Mu was probably floating, and 470w could be said to be inexpensive.

Generally, large companies are difficult to have a turnover of 470,000 yuan per month.

"But Miss Qin should be fake," Cheng Mu thought for a while, then lowered his voice, "I didn't see the code on it."

He bought it with Mr. Cheng, so he was naturally very clear that those sold to the outside world generally have clear codes and anti-counterfeiting.

Qin Ran slowly finished practicing another copybook before she pulled out her hat and went to Class 9.

Cheng Jun polished the glass sheet, put it aside, opened the glass door and walked out.

Leaning on the chair she was sitting in front of her, he reached out to flip through the copybook she had practiced.

The handwriting has indeed improved a lot.

After a while, he bent his fingers and knocked on the table, and spoke non-salty: "Cheng Mu, I want to read the information about 712 again."

Cheng Mu went to get the information.

Cheng Jun turned to one side and looked at it for a long time.

This is the page of information with Qin Ran’s name before.

"I can't find Lao Yao's daughter. She appeared on the scene, but the last information is here," Cheng Mu glanced at it and was silent. "I guess I was retaliated by the Poison Wolf. The Poison Wolf's group is not a good person. Otherwise, they would be well protected, but... the latter one is unlikely."

No one will do this for the daughter of a drug policeman?

Not a big shot.

The Poison Wolf has always been ruthless. He and Captain Hao have only found a stronghold in Yuncheng since they found out.

Yao Weilin (buried alive and suffocated to death)

Yao Weilin's wife (buried alive and suffocated to death)

Yao Weilin's daughter (unknown)

There were three pits at the scene, one of which was not buried. Some people speculated that Yao Weilin's daughter was there before.

From beginning to end, Yao Weilin's daughter never even had a name, and there was no news about her from the Information Bureau.

Cheng Jun leaned back, he reached out his hand, covered his eyes, and spoke softly: "Cheng Mu, have you ever heard of multiple-choice questions on train lanes?"

"Suppose there is a Mercedes-Benz train in the distance, with two tracks in front, one track tied to one person, and the other track has two people. There are two of these three people who you particularly respect, one is your friend, and you will give you ten seconds, and you can only choose to remotely control and save one side. What would you choose?"

Cheng Mu was stunned, "Maybe I want me to choose between you, Mr. Lu, and Cheng Jin?"

Then I frowned, "Then I choose not to do it."

"If you don't do anything, three people will die together." Cheng Jun looked out the window, his voice lowered.

"After all, I'm going to choose to kill two people or one person?" Cheng Mu paused and said with a slight silence: "Mr. Jun, you're so cruel."

Even if he really chooses, he will be crazy.

Cheng Jun slowly closed his eyes, pinched his fingers on the table slightly, leaned against the back of the chair, and stopped talking.

**

When Qin Ran arrived at Class 9, afternoon self-study was about to end.

Lin Siran was writing a physics paper, and she was almost done. When she saw Qin Ran, she immediately handed over her physics paper, "Come on, Mr. Xu will come to collect the paper later."

Qin Ran doesn't want to write.

But Lin Siran said this, and she took the pen and slowly copied Lin Siran's answer to the physical paper intact.

When Xu Yaoguang received the paper here, Lin Siran looked up and explained to Xu Yaoguang.
To be continued...