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Chapter 4 The murder weapon was a pencil?

Chapter 4 Is the weapon a pencil?

Author: Tao Yuanming

Chapter 4 Is the weapon a pencil?

"What's wrong?"

With a scream, Chen Qingling, who had just changed his clothes, ran quickly.

She glanced at Qin Lan'er in surprise, and at this time there was a weird posture. Although she didn't understand what it meant, she looked very powerful.

Seeing Chen Qingling coming, Qin Lan'er immediately stood up and looked at Chen Qingling innocently.

Chen Qingling shook her head slightly. She heard the cry of the little fat man in the aisle just now, and almost scared her.

After all, these children in kindergartens cannot be in danger.

Now it's not when you are Qin Lan'er, or see what happened to the little fat man.

At this time, the little fat man had taken off his scarf, covering the buttock eggs and crying, and the sun and the moon were light. Seeing Chen Qingling. He immediately poured into Chen Qingling's arms.

With a stuffy sound of "", Chen Qingling only felt that she had experienced a broken chest in her chest, and was almost killed by the little fat man. Feeling the vitality of the little fat man, she was relieved.

"What's wrong?" She said softly.

"Teacher, pain!" The fat man stretched out his hand and guided Chen Qingling's eyes.

Chen Qingling looked at the other's butt along the little fat man's hand. I saw that there was a blood hole on the other's buttocks. The blood was slowly flowing out of the blood hole.

Chen Qingling took a breath and looked at another teacher around.

She brings a kindergarten class. In addition to her master class teacher, there is also a class teacher named Zhang.

"What's the matter?" Chen Qingling said with a sinking voice.

"I don't know. I just saw him and Qin Lan'er playing." Teacher Zhang shook his head. Just now Chen Qingling took the children to change clothes. She saw the remaining 20 children alone, and did not pay attention to these details.

"Teacher Zhang, please take Hu Xuan to the medical office." Chen Qingling settled, the little fat man was not injured. After all, there were more meat on the buttocks, and it seemed not too deep.

Watching Teacher Zhang picked up the little fat man who was still crying on the ground and walked into the aisle. Chen Qingling turned his head and said with a severe face: "Qin Lan'er!"

Qin Lan'er was picking up the mask on the ground to go away quietly. When she heard Chen Qingling's voice, she turned her head and looked at Chen Qingling with a good look: "Teacher!"

"Are you doing it?" Chen Qingling said severely.

She saw Qin Lan'er's sneaky appearance.

"Yes!" Qin Lan'er dared to do it.

She was also afraid of Chen Qingling, not responsibility.

"Why do you stab him?" Chen Qingling's face was serious.

"He grabbed my scarf first, and tied my hand with a pencil!" Qin Lan'er still looked at his face, raised his hand to show Chen Qingling.

There is a small red mark on the back of the hand, Chen Qingling nodded slightly.

She ran over and saw that the little fat man threw Qin Lan'er's scarf on the ground fiercely, and combined with the consistent style of the little fat man Hu Xuan, it was estimated that he did it first.

"Then you should tell the teacher, how can you fight with him?" She said with a lot of words.

"I didn't fight with him, I just gave him a lesson!" Qin Lan'er looked proud.

Chen Qingling sighed.

There are two major stabs in the class, one is the little fat man Hu Xuan, and the other is Qin Lan'er.

However, in comparison, Qin Lan'er is just not obedient, and the three views are slightly incorrect, nothing else.

Although they are proud of themselves on weekdays, there are no contradictions with classmates, and there is no inferior to other children.

Unexpectedly, Qin Lan'er was so spicy if Qin Lan'er did not shot!

Poke a blood hole on the buttocks of the little fat man Hu Xuan directly with a pencil!

This behavior is absolutely not tolerated!

"Qin Lan'er, teach other children, it is his parent, not what you Qin Lan'er wants to teach."

Her tone has become severe: "No matter what, you can't get out of the buttocks directly!"

"What do you use?" She asked.

"Pencil." Qin Lan'er's face was unhappy, but it was still frank.

And Chen Qingling was slightly froze, she looked at Qin Lan'er suspiciously.

Chen Qingling really saw a pencil on the ground, and she recognized it at a glance. This is the pencil with Qin Lan'er who was holding a weapon before.

However, the hole on Hu Xuan's buttocks was stabbed with a pencil?

Pencil has such a big lethality?

Indeed, Chen Qingling knew that in the childcare of the child, the pencil was indeed a sharp device.

Moreover, it does have the ability to pierce the skin, especially children's skin.

Children's skin is much more delicate than adults.

However, at most it is just piercing the skin.

Chen Qingling is very clear that the danger of a pencil is that it is a sharp weapon. It can hurt some vulnerable organs, such as the eyes, and may also be across the belly to pierce the fragile organs in the child's body.

However, the sharp weapon does not represent sharpness.

Because the most sharp part of the pencil is its core.

However, the hardness of the pen core is extremely low, even if it is commonly used 5h pencils with the highest hardness.

As a comparison, the hardness of the We's hardness is about 100.

This is like going to kill people with a bag of cotton.

It is not impossible, but it requires extremely high speed, or huge power.

Neither of the children between the two.

"Are you sure you pierced the ass of Hu Xuan's children with a pencil?" Chen Qingling slightly tied the fire.

"No." Qin Lan'er shook her head.

"I don't use it, but use flying." She then said, her face was proud.

"Xiao Li Fei Dao, have you heard of it?"
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