Chapter 8 Found You

【Whether the player accepts the task】

【whether】

Without changing his face, Li Ang took out ordinary sunglasses and almond-colored eyes that can see through illusions from his pocket, and while putting on the sunglasses, he lightly pressed the eyes into the sockets.

The moment I said "yes" silently in my heart, I bent my knees, leaned forward, and started sprinting in the corridor.

Wang Congshan in the classroom hurried out and shouted, "Hey! Where are you going when class is about to start?"

"People have three urgencies!" Li Ang didn't turn his head.

Task descriptions don't specify a time frame, which isn't necessarily a good thing.

'Kill the possessed ghost in the experimental middle school', in other words, if the possessed ghost leaves the range of the experimental middle school, is it considered a mission failure?

Or in other words, once the possessed ghost leaves the scope of the experimental middle school, it will have extremely serious consequences, and its impact is equivalent to the failure of the mission...

Under the sunglasses, the almond-colored eyes swept across the rows of classroom windows, quickly scanning everyone.

Visually, there is no abnormality.

Li Ang rushed downstairs. At this time, there were many people leaning on the railing of the corridor on the side of the building.

He took a breath, and shouted to the whole building in a calm manner: "Mingjiao advocates Wuji, if the martial arts comrades upstairs can trust me, then jump off the upstairs, and I will catch it with the great teleportation of the universe. Everyone!"

It's a pity that in the contemporary era of lack of trust between people, no one jumps off the building, but more people poke their heads out of the railing and laugh downward.

could not find it.

Li Ang withdrew his gaze calmly,

This is also normal. There are nearly 2,000 students and 150 faculty members in the experimental middle school. It covers an area of ​​40,000 square meters. It has teaching buildings, comprehensive buildings, science and technology buildings, cafeterias, and dormitories.

Even with the help of weird eyes, the efficiency of checking one by one is still too low.

Li Ang thought for a moment, then ran towards the school observatory.

The roof of the observatory is the highest point of the school, overlooking the whole school. Standing on the edge of the roof, Li Ang took out a pocket monocular with a maximum magnification of more than twelve times from his pocket.

Scanning the whole school, everything is as usual, only at the entrance of the school's underground parking lot, there is a group of mottled color blocks, which are slowly moving towards the parking lot.

Got you.

Li Ang put down the binoculars.

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Step, step, step.

In the empty underground parking lot, "Shi Qingsong" walked slowly.

He walked slowly, his legs tiptoed like a ballet dancer, staggering forward with twists and turns.

The rubber soles of the sneakers, on the bright concrete sealant floor, made a tooth-sickness creaking sound, echoing in the parking lot.

He took out the car key and pressed the button again and again in the left and right directions.

He doesn't know which car belongs to Shi Qingsong, but the car key does.

"Toot."

A silver car made a sound, and the headlights went cold twice.

"Shi Qingsong" grinned, his exaggerated smile looked a little scary under the deserted light.

Just as he walked to the wheel and was about to open the door, a pair of hands grabbed his wrist.

"Teacher Shi!"

Li Ang, who was out of breath, held Shi Qingsong's wrist tightly, and said anxiously, "I have found you!"

"...." Shi Qingsong looked at Li Ang stiffly, forced a smile, and said, "Ah...it's you, what can I do for you?"

He tried to shake off Li Ang's hands, but found that the latter's strength was astonishingly strong, like a vise. After struggling for a long time, he still couldn't break free, and his wrist was about to dislocate.

"Ms. Shi, I recently encountered a very troubled thing. You are my class teacher, my guide, and the light. I hope you can answer my doubts."

head teacher? Is he a student of "me"?

Shi Qingsong nodded, coughed twice, pretending to be a teacher, "Speak."

"It's like this. I was taking a nap at my home yesterday afternoon when there was a knock on the door. As soon as I opened the door, I saw a young woman from the neighbor, Miss Zhao, standing at the door of my house in a very simple white lace nightdress.

She cried so much that Lihua brought rain and her eyes were dim, and her long hair hung on her exposed fragrant shoulders.

I asked her what's the matter, she cried and told me her husband was not good at that! I hope that I, who is in the prime of life, can help and solve her family's family problems...."

Li Ang paused, and said sincerely to Shi Qingsong: "Teacher Shi, what do you think I should do?"

I think you should pee and wake yourself up.

Shi Qingsong's expression became even stiffer, and he said dully: "Well...student, I don't have any good opinions on this matter. You are going to be an adult soon, so you have to have your own ideas. Now I have something urgent, can you Can't get out of the way..."

Before Shi Qingsong finished speaking, Li Ang slapped his thigh and sighed: "Oh, at that time, I smelled the perfume on Sister Zhao's body, my heart was beating wildly, and I followed Sister Zhao into her house obsessively."

Hey, hey, boy, did you listen to me? Why are you still fantasizing? Can you respect me, I am also your teacher anyway!

"After entering her house, guess what happened?"

"...What's the matter?" Shi Qingsong said with a dead face.

Li Ang shook his head and sighed, "I helped her son with his elementary school homework all night. Sister Zhao is really right. Her husband is really not good at it. He can't even solve elementary school math problems."

"..."

I think you're just kidding me, you bastard.

The veins on Shi Qingsong's forehead popped up, and he said stiffly: "Is that so... classmate, I really have something urgent, can you step aside first?"

"That's okay, besides this matter, I have other questions I want to ask you."

Li Ang said seriously: "Seeing the affectionate appearance of Sister Zhao and her husband, I felt the loneliness of a single dog, so I went to the temple to kneel devoutly in front of the Bodhisattva, but the Bodhisattva didn't move at all, and decisively rejected my marriage proposal."

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"Since then, I have been in a slump. I often feel stressed, so I go to the supermarket to make instant noodles, shrimp crackers, potato chips, oranges, and old grandmas with fragile bones."

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"The old grandmas were very satisfied with my massage techniques, and raised funds to make a pennant of 'Gynecology Master', which was hung on the wall of my house."

At this point, Shi Qingsong still doesn't know that the other party is just gagging and teasing him.

His face was gloomy, his palms were lowered, the muscles of his fingers contracted like chicken feet, his nails grew rapidly and were covered with faint blue fluorescent lights, like ghosts under the light.

"Student...you...will you let me go?"

Li Ang also restrained his smile, held Shi Qingsong's wrist, and said softly: "Don't pretend anymore, when I came, I cut off the surveillance camera in the parking lot."

He took off his sunglasses, revealing the almond-colored pupil in the socket of his left eye.

In his sight, behind Shi Qingsong was a ghost wearing a construction site uniform, and the two were tightly pressed together, the former's back against the latter's chest, his arms against his arms, and the soles of his feet against his toes.