Kim Ping An said "Oh" and didn't say much.

He put on his shoes and came to Cheng Lejia: "By the way, there are so many students on campus, and almost all the names of the class are on it."

"The enrollment of Experimental Middle School is for the entire Qianhua Market. More than 90% of the students recruited from this more than 100,000 square kilometers of land must account for more than 90% of the students on campus."

Cheng Lejia roughly recalled the location distribution of the dormitory of this class in his mind. Fortunately, their classes were all divided into the same dormitory building.

No need to run back and forth between two buildings.

Are the other building not girls' dormitory?

Of course, it's mixed up.

There are fewer girls in Qianhua Experimental Middle School than boys. Sometimes when there is not enough dormitories for boys, a small number of boys will be assigned to the girls' dormitory building.

After planning the action route, Cheng Lejia stood up with a4 paper.

"Are you here?"

Kim Ping An held a bag of rice paste in his mouth: "Go, I'm idle anyway."

"Well, then let's go." Cheng Lejia said.

Kim Ping An took the roster from Cheng Lejia and looked at the first name on it: "Peng Yuan... I remember he didn't seem to have come to report it yet?"

"Then go to the next dormitory first."

Cheng Lejia said after recapturing the a4 paper from Kim Ping'an.

……………………

Time is midnight.

"That's all the information you investigated about the messenger?"

Janus asked, putting down the report in his hand.

"Yes."

Song Jie took a deep breath: "The messenger is from Neihua City, and there happened to be a Neihua City intelligence businessman, who even worked with the messenger for a while."

"Um……"

Janus slapped the back of his hand with a mask on his face. Song Jie could not understand the intention of the "people" in front of him.

After a long time, Janus finally spoke.

"What's his name?"

It seems that the other party is not dissatisfied.

Song Jie breathed a sigh of relief: "Moose."

"What did you say he was called?"

Janus suddenly looked up at Song Jie.

This look raised made Song Jie's heart rise to his throat again.

“…Moose.”

Song Jie asked tentatively: "Is there anything wrong with this name?"

"No, where is this Moose now?"

Song Jie was a little confused. The other party seemed not angry, but instead felt a little... happy?

"Considering that you might have some questions to ask him in person, I brought him over, and he is out now..."

Janus ignored Song Jie's behavior of seeking credit: "Don't say so much nonsense! Bring him to see me!"

When Song Jie faced this arrogant attitude, he did not dare to have any complaints in his heart.

You can only force yourself to hypnotize and kill all your emotions.

Just a thing that someone gives you can judge a lie.

You mean that Janus himself, he believes that he can read other people's thoughts.

Not long after, Song Jie came back.

And behind him was the uneasy Muss.

Those little eyes seemed nervous, but in fact they were looking at everything here.

But when he looked at Janus on the sofa.

To be precise, it was when the mask on Janus' face.

The uneasiness that was originally pretending to be began to develop in the direction of horror.

It was influenced by this thing that he had to give up Neihua's foundation and go to Qianhua Market to take refuge.

Who knew that I had met again just two months ago.

‘Who is he? He is in the same group as the one who smashed my bar last time?’

Moos lowered his head and looked at Janus quietly from the corner of his eyes.

‘The style of the mask seems to be different from that group of people… The last time I met was a crying face, and the man was carrying half of crying and half laughing… Is there any special meaning?’

"You go out first."

Janus said suddenly.

This made Muss stunned for a moment.

Song Jie turned around and left consciously.

He can't let Moos go out, right?

There is no reason why I just brought someone over and let someone go out.

As Song Jie left, Mus became even more panicked.

Although Song Jie is not a good thing, he can communicate and communicate at least.

Just like a person who goes away from a foreign country and suddenly hears the dialect in his hometown, at least he is still his own.

But the guy wearing a mask in front of me doesn’t necessarily have to be a human being.

Especially the Hermit's warning gave Moos a preliminary contact with the unknown side of this world.

In the past, he sneered at the gossip and urban legends.

But the Hermit's words forced Muss to reexamine the strange stories.

Even though he didn't look at the fart, he knew it.

The further away from those things, the better.

After Song Jie left, Janus stared at Muss without saying a word, making him furrowed all over.

‘This guy doesn’t eat people, right?’

Moos looked at the closed room and asked with a dead face: "Who are you?"

Swish!

A blood mark appeared on Moose's cheek.

The scar appeared so suddenly that he felt no pain at all.

It was not until the blood slid down his cheek that Moos raised his hand and wiped his face.

"So you are not a hermit."

Janus's voice seemed to be indifferent.

‘Are you really an acquaintance of that guy!!!’

Moos wailed in his heart.

‘What is this? Superpowers? Magic? Taoism? Who was that guy before?

Could it be that it was really washed from a hidden force...

Well, what he did was nothing to do with washing his hands.’

Muss squeezed out a smile in a very embarrassed manner: "I wonder if you are the hermit, is it the one I know?"

It’s not that he doesn’t get angry, but that he doesn’t dare to get angry.

This scratch can suddenly appear on your face.

It can naturally appear on your own artery.

angry?

I'm afraid it's not the last time I get angry in my life.

This is not a coward.

A real man can bend and stretch.
Chapter completed!