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The hanged man gave her an increasingly determined look and gave her a firm thumbs up, but what he got in return was an even more violent shake.

Kaguya smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Okay, Fujiwara-san, you're about to tear off Hoshibuchi-san's buttons. I know what you're thinking, Hoshibuchi-san, but are you observant enough?"

As the person who had previously directly contacted the principal about this matter, Kaguya actually knew more information and naturally discovered more things were wrong.

However, some things are inconvenient for her to do after joining the student union. Although assigning them to Hayasaka can solve the problem, wouldn’t it be more convenient if someone could help her do some “small things”?

Xing Yuanhui did not answer directly. He asked Kaguya, "Is the investigation limited to finding out whether there is any inside story? It only starts from classmates, so there are only witnesses, right? No more solid physical evidence is needed?"

The vice president was even more satisfied with the new student.

"For now, our plan is to investigate and confirm the truth. Of course, it would be even better if there is physical evidence."

As long as the facts can be confirmed, the red tape of whether there is evidence or not is obviously not within the consideration of the VIPs of Xiuzhiyuan.

However, if there is substantial evidence, subsequent arrangements will be more convenient.

It is also more "fair".

"Then let's give it a try." Xing Yuanhui looked through the information of the second-year students.

"Hey, you've already made your own plans, do you still want to hear the tasks I set?"

Now it was Baiyin's turn to smile bitterly. He had spent a full three minutes of sleep time between classes thinking about the task, but in the end, he didn't even get to say it out loud, and it became a scrapped project and disappeared on the spot.

Those three minutes can help me get through a class with full energy!

"Huh? Why don't you just listen to it? What if my plan doesn't work?" Xing Yuanhui felt the president's mysterious loss and comforted him.

At this time, Kaguya pointed to the clock on the wall and reminded them, "Gentlemen, lunch break is about to end. Fujiwara-san has already heard about the original mission, so let her tell Xingyuan-san when she is free after school."

"Oh! Leave it to me!"

Fujiwara Chika pumped her fist, excitedly packed up the sandwiches and put them into a plastic bag.

After Kaguya neatly put away her lunch box, she led her excited friends out of the student council room.

I have to say, the lunch box of the Shinomiya family doesn’t look simple just from the outside. Are the emblems and patterns gold-plated?

The two boys looked at each other, then quickly picked up their things and followed them out the door.

————The dividing line after school————

The school bell rang, and the teacher on the stage was racing against time, trying to explain the last bit of content before the students' attention completely faded with the bell.

Xing Yuanhui in the audience was holding his cell phone, shaking his head and sighing.

Onodera in front was confused. She had been listening to his sighing in the corner for almost half an hour, and couldn't help but turn her head back frequently to see him muttering.

This Quan Jing really makes me unhappy. He hasn't even sent the information to me yet. Next time when I have a video call with his leader, I will make him severely suffer from foot injuries!

Quan Jing was choked by the wine in a bar and was looking at the glass carefully.

The degree is not high? I am too young to take it?

No one could hear the young agent's inner wailing.

"…What happened to you? Were you eliminated from the detective agency?"

After the teacher finished speaking, Onodera simply sat backwards, put his arms on the chair back, put his face in his arms, moved towards Xing Yuanhui and asked.

"No, I'm just feeling the pain of waiting."

Xing Yuanhui glanced at her and continued staring at his phone.

How can I express myself if I can't get the gossip?

"Wait?" Onodera's pupils dilated and he looked at him in surprise.

Did you send someone an email confession?! On the second day of school?!

There is no doubt that Onodera has got it wrong again.

There's no way around it. Gossip, especially student gossip, has always been dominated by emotional issues.

"I'm just waiting for someone, why are you so surprised?"

Xing Yuanhui looked at her with empty eyes, his intuition told him that something seemed to be wrong.

"Squeak-"

There was a gentle sliding sound from the sliding door at the back door, and Xing Yuanhui saw a bow squeezed in from the narrow gap first, scanning the entire Class 1-B.

This was an agreement they had made before leaving at noon. Fujiwara Chika thought it was inconvenient for a lower grade student to come to a higher grade student, so she specifically asked to come to the classroom to find him.

It's really heartwarming that Fujiwara-senpai is so considerate, but could you please stop coming up with new tricks for me?

He covered his face and said goodbye to Onodera: "Sorry, I have something to ask me. Excuse me."

Xing Yuanhui grabbed the bag on the hook beside the table, stood up from his seat and walked straight to the back door.

When Fujiwara Chika finally pushed open a space that was big enough for her eyes to observe freely, she only saw a shadow appear in front of her.

After making sure that she would not fall when the door was opened, Xing Yuanhui opened the sliding door and saw Fujiwara Chika clinging to the corner with a very sneaky look on her face.

"…Did you do this on purpose or by accident?"

"I did it on purpose!"

It seems that the visitor is very proud and has no intention of reflecting on his own inappropriate behavior.

"Sigh..." He rubbed his face, "Let's retreat quickly before everyone on the entire floor looks over here."

"Okay." Fujiwara Chika stood up with her handbag. Seeing Onodera looking at her, she waved goodbye to her before the back door was closed by Xing Yuanhui.

Noticing the behavior of Senior Sister with Bow Tie, Xing Yuanhui waved to her before walking out of the classroom and closing the back door.

Eh? Is Xingyuan waiting for Senior Fujiwara? But isn't Senior Fujiwara a member of the Student Council?

Onodera fell into deep confusion and was not awakened until her best friend dragged her to the club.

Now it was the curious girl's turn to be embarrassed. She really wanted to share this interesting story with her friends, but she was troubled by her identity as a woman.

Regardless of Onodera who was distressed over there, the gossipy man over here was also distressed.

"Senior, there is a change of plan." Xing Yuanhui put away his phone and said carefully.

"Hmm?! Is there a traitor?" Fujiwara Chika placed her right palm on her forehead and looked around vigilantly.

They were now in the corridor on the first floor, with students coming and going after class. From time to time, girls would nod and greet Fujiwara Chika, making her much more popular than the teacher not far away.

It’s hard to believe that the guy who shouted “Keep the music and dance” and laughed wildly with his hands on his hips while playing the board game is the same person as the popular pink-haired senior next to him.

If you said the one playing the board game was Fujiwara Toyomi, I would believe it!

"Uh, no." He scratched his head irritably, "Quan Jing, the man in a suit at the opening ceremony, you saw him, he hasn't given me the stuff yet."

At this time, Quan Jing had already gotten the gossip reporter drunk and was trying every means to get what he wanted from that drunken mouth.

Ha! If I don't make you black out today, I won't be called Quan Jing anymore!

All kinds of martial arts, this is the great memory disappearance technique - ethanol version!

Regardless of the spring scene that is using the power of vodka and tequila to reset the reporter's brain, let's shift the focus from the sanctimonious drunkard back to Shuchiin.

After understanding the situation, Fujiwara Chika did not blame Quan Jing, but defended him and comforted Xing Yuanhui:

"Mr. Quan Jing is a social person, so he actually agreed when you said you wanted to get the news within two or three hours."

The boy took a sip of water, and when he heard what Fujiwara Chika said, his throat suddenly contracted and he choked.

His face twitched and he just laughed dryly a few times without responding to her.

"Ha ha……"

Who is Quan Jing? He will definitely agree. If he doesn't agree, how can he leave the company in the afternoon?

"But we can't just sit and wait this afternoon." Fujiwara Chika came up with an idea, "Why don't we follow the plan given by the president first?"

"That's all we can do. What's the president's plan?"

"Go to the Discipline Committee's office and look for Iino-san who defended Ishigami and the teacher at that time!"

Chapter 44: Is She Talking About You?

The office of the Discipline Committee is quite special as they are the first line of defense in maintaining discipline and public order on campus.

In order to be able to fight the darkness first (realistically), their base is in the teaching building, not the club building.

In a corner where no student wants to come on their own initiative is where this group of school private soldiers are located.

The two stood at the door of the discipline office. There was no student around except for a person who seemed to be sitting on a bench outside to rest not far away. Only her yellow hair could be seen from inside the room.

As if [Disperse Idlers] was on, they walked through the aisle as if they had traveled through a time and space gate into another world. The silence here formed a sharp contrast with the noise in the distance.

I really don't know whether the members inside can move through space or hang upside down in a water tank to breathe pure oxygen.

"Isn't the feng shui of their land bad..."

A chilly touch came with the breeze, and the coolness spread from the skin to the whole body. Muscles tightened and goose bumps appeared as a conditioned reflex of the nervous system.

If possible, you should stick Guan Yu and Zhang Fei on both sides of the door. The Chinese people all say they are good.

If it really doesn't work, and you want to maintain an effective deterrent, you can also post the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons...

"Well, it's a bit..." Fujiwara Chika, who was crossing her arms, shook her head, obviously feeling the same way.

In fact, she didn't want to come here. The board game club had been under a lot of attention from the discipline committee.

Really, I'm just outside holding a huge dice and saying cool lines, why do you have to take it so seriously!

All I can say is that each of these two is not a person who will keep quiet, so it is natural for them to be restrained by the venue card.

Before Fujiwara Chika knocked on the door, Xing Yuanhui interrupted her and asked casually:

"Say, should we pretend to be someone else? Didn't the president say he didn't want others to know that the student council was investigating this?"

"Yes, but..." She looked at Xing Yuanhui's expression, who looked normal to her, and realized something. "Wait, what identity did you use this morning?"

"A secret society detective agency that does not receive funding from the school." After answering, he turned the tables and asked Fujiwara Chika, "Senior, what identity are you using?"

"I'm just driven by my curiosity... Damn it! Wouldn't you be more like Sherlock Holmes this way?"

After answering, she suddenly hugged her head, as if the detective hat she was wearing had been taken off by Xing Yuanhui, and she felt helpless and furious.

Helplessly, she could only look at Xing Yuanhui with tears in her eyes, as if she wanted to use her eyes to condemn him and make him return the identity of "love detective" to her.

"I'm not trying to steal that girl's hat from you. Don't look at me like a decent woman being ganked."

Xing Yuanhui covered his face with one hand and forced the discussion back to the original topic: "Let's get back to business. Should we come up with an excuse to cover it up?"

"No need, right? Since Iino-san helped Ishigami defend the teacher and find the truth behind the scenes in junior high school, she is on our side."

Fujiwara Chika waved her hand and said.

It's okay, they are all friendly forces!

"But as for the latter, she didn't get anything. Is it necessary for us to come to her?"

The boy recalled the information he had read yesterday. She had consulted the teacher many times regarding the punishment of Ishigami, but judging from the results, everything she had done was in vain.

However, when she was defending her admission to higher education, she was simply like a god of war, fighting as a substitute for Kong Ming and debating with everyone.

"After all, Iino-san is the one who interferes the most in this matter besides Ishigami, Otomo, and Ogino, maybe?"

"Ha~, I feel like I can stop expecting anything."

Knowing that Xing Yuanhui had nothing else to say, Fujiwara Chika knocked on the door, and after receiving the response "Come in", she opened the door and walked in.

He followed behind his senior, and after Fujiwara Chika pushed open the door and walked away, he naturally took over, gently pushed the door back into place and closed it with very little noise.

There was only a chestnut-haired girl in the room who was seizing the time and putting all her effort into opening the book. The textbook spread out on the table and the notebook full of beautiful handwriting could prove this.

When she entered the room, she was tapping the screen of her mobile phone. There was a line on her ear connected to the phone, so she must have been turning off the music.

“Eh!” She was startled when she saw who was coming. She exclaimed and looked at Fujiwara Chika with admiration, “Fujiwara-senpai!?”

Iino simply pulled off the headphone cord and pushed hard on the chair with her hands. The chair was pushed back by her legs and rubbed against the ground, making a sound that could make one's teeth ache.

"Uh, that..."