The Phantom of High School: A Different Kind of Gifted Student

Episode 104
Four and fourteen, four and fourteen.

Henan was slightly taken aback, four?

"In my eyes, they are just numbers, there is no distinction between good and bad. This seems to have nothing to do with the things we are discussing, don't you think?"

"Since you have admitted that you have nothing to do with Si, you are not allowed to add other emotions to this case now."

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Cang Yue is admonishing Henan from the sidelines, not to focus on Xiao Si.This person in Henan is as cunning as a fox and is better at hiding than anyone else. Cang Yue has reason to believe that this person has gradually touched the essence of the matter, and even knows who the middleman is and how he will send the file.

However, Henan seems to have made up his mind not to tell himself.Instead, from time to time, he cast unkind and meaningful glances at that little four.When will his self-proclaimed superior head get rid of the childish thoughts of children snatching toys?
Henan rubbed his chin, looked at Cang Yue's side face with a smile, the red candlelight outlined her peaks and ridges, a strand of hair was pulled back, revealing her small earlobes.Henan thought, how could this person know him so well, the two of them were simply a match made in heaven.

"That person called Xiaosi is always a stalk in my heart. Indeed, I think I should be able to determine who that person is. If there is no accident, that person will make a move or take action against us tomorrow. However, I am temporarily I don’t want to tell you the truth.” Henan Taohua squinted slightly, got up from the bed and leaned closer to Cang Yue’s ear, and said softly.

That appearance is as arrogant as it is.

Some people have this kind of virtue, such as Henan, who has mastered the core of detective reasoning that Cang Yue is not very good at. This person in Henan can tell who has been here, what he ate last night, and what he wiped today. what powder.Cang Yue only lamented that her intelligence was used in other places, so that this boy from Henan suppressed her.

Cang Yue frowned, seeing that the night outside the window was getting dark, she put down her phone, and rubbed the unsuspecting Henan away with her elbow.With another effort, Henan Lianren rolled off the bed with a plain flower quilt, and fell to the floor with a muffled sound.

Henan looked in astonishment at Cang Yue lying on the empty bed extremely calmly, closing her eyes and falling into a deep sleep.There was a knife made by a special agent beside the pillow... This posture might mean that if Henan dared to lie on this bed, Cang Yue would use this knife to do something.

Henan felt that, for Cang Yue's happiness in the rest of his life, it was better for him to lie on the floor and feel the temperature seeping through the floor.She got up and covered Cang Yue with the quilt, blew out the candles, and Henan huddled in a corner quietly.

The moonlight is like water, and everything is silent.

Pale white light sprinkled on the leaning body of the sleeping boy in the corner of the wall, quietly like a handsome sculpture.

Cang Yue, who was covered with a plain flower quilt on the small bed, looked sideways at the moonlight outside the window.The cool pale light smeared on her cheeks with a hint of coldness, a bit biting and painful.

Cang Yue recalled the words Zaizai told her yesterday on the uninhabited path, and the impression that he had been silent for a long time after relaying these words to Henan.

Suddenly, there was the sound of quietly beeping footsteps outside the hut, and then the wooden door rang "tuk-tuk-tuk" in a very cautious manner. After knocking lightly, it fell silent, then lowered the sound even more and tapped on the door panel intensively.

Henan slowly opened his eyes, and looked towards the wooden door with a displeased face.Based on the sound of footsteps and the position of the sound source on the door, it can be determined that the height of the visitor is about 120cm.In this inn, there is only one person who has such a short height that is closest to the earth's ground level.

Cang Yue opened the door, and by the moonlight clearly saw the pitiful Zaizai holding the wooden gun.Wearing thin autumn clothes, her fat short legs shivered in the air, looking up at the moon like an angel at 45 degrees, and her pair of black jewel-like shining eyes did not blink.

"What's the matter? Why don't you go to bed so late." Cang Yue took Zai Zai into the room, closed the door, squatted down and asked softly.

(End of this chapter)