The "general situation" calculated by divination is not "accurate information" after all. Due to the scarcity of clues and the absence of active criminals, the great wizards can only conclude that there may be remnants of crows making trouble at the banquet.

The word "or" is very subtle.

According to Fatty Xin's private analysis, it is more likely that the school and the Trident Sword tend to believe that the crow organization has been uprooted, and they don't want this matter to continue to ferment.

After the on-site inspection failed, Zheng Qing was rushed to the school hospital.

Originally, he thought that he would be lucky to rest in the hospital for a while, but after the therapists checked carefully and confirmed that the boy was in good health, Mrs. Bella threw him out of the hospital without any explanation.

"Huh? So fast!"

The young public finance student met Fatty Xin who had just visited Xiao Xiao and was going back to the dormitory downstairs. The fat wizard held two candied haws in his hand and looked at Zheng Qing with a surprised face: "I thought you would stay in the hospital at least one night Woolen cloth…"

"Ms. Bella thinks it's a waste of the school's medical resources." The boy sighed dejectedly.

"Don't you have insurance? Isn't insurance just a waste?" The fat wizard muttered, biting off a hawthorn, and said in a humorous voice: "Speaking of which, you have rarely been to the hospital in the past six months. The demon is really helpful for exercising...what do the therapists say?"

His topics jumped slightly, but it didn't affect Zheng Qing's understanding.

Zheng Qing touched his ears subconsciously.

Although not long ago he was still complaining about the aesthetic deviation of the little green snake, but it must be admitted that because of its existence, the aura of the forbidden curse has not lost control at all in the past six months, which made him feel relaxed for a long time.

"Nothing can be found out." Zheng Qing briefly described the process of the inspection.

"Not surprising," the fat man nodded, and bit off another hawthorn. His lips were covered with fine sugar residues, as if he had put on a layer of lipstick: "Although the great wizards at the banquet were not professional healers, they were very helpful to them. Most of the detection magic is very familiar... none of them found any abnormalities, and it is normal for the school hospital to not find out... Is it possible that you are just too nervous?"

"You mean delirium? Impossible, my back molars are hurt by that copper bean, and my tongue is bitten a little bit. How could it be an illusion!"

The two quarreled and walked all the way to the fork in the road.

The left side leads to the outside of the school, and the right side leads to the back garden dormitory mountain.

Zheng Qing gradually slowed down.

"Have you been stung by a bean? Do you want to carry you on your back?" The fat wizard gave the young public servant a sideways look, obviously blaming him for walking slowly.

Zheng Qing laughed dryly: "I suddenly remembered, about Dou Zi, I can go to the bookstore and ask Mr.... You go back to the dormitory by yourself... Well, don't leave the door for me. If it's too late, I'll stay at a friend's house outside .”

"Why didn't I know you had other friends in Beta Town." The fat wizard narrowed his eyes and suddenly became sharp.

"Ah, there are still some...By the way, where did you get the candied haws?" Zheng Qing pretended not to see the suspicious expression of the fat man, tried his best to look as if nothing had happened, and explained to himself: "My husband has a cat. , I really like to eat these sweet snacks..."

"I've never heard you say that before." When it came to food, the fat wizard immediately forgot the doubts he had a few seconds ago, and gave the boy a vicious look, but finally gave him another intact stick: "This is Sima The teacher gave it to the doctor, and I slipped out two... Hey, I ate the hawthorn one, and this strawberry one is cheap for you."

He reluctantly handed it to the young public finance student. That appearance made Zheng Qing suspect that if he stretched out his hand a little slower, he might poke his neck and bite another one.

"Hard work, hard work." Zheng Qing quickly grabbed the bunch of candied haws, and disappeared at the fork in a swipe, fearing that the fat man would grab him and ask him some frightening questions.

He has reason to be careful.

Because of this trip, his main destination was Qingqiu Mansion.

Su Shijun's "suggestion" at the dinner party was definitely not a joke. At that time, she smiled very "seriously", which left a deep impression on the young public finance student. He has reason to worry that if he really dares to 'stay out at night', some angry senator might give him a flash of lightning on a whim, making himself burnt black in full view, or directly cursing in circles, exploding his pillow The head of the few nightmare dolls left.

Of course, a trip to Sanyou Bookstore on the way is also justified.

In the pedestrian street during the winter vacation, there are not many customers, especially at night, when there are very few pedestrians. Zheng Qing didn't even bother to go shopping, so he hung up a horse amulet and arrived at No. 99 Pedestrian Street like a gust of wind.

It was pitch black in the window, and there was no sign of a cat, let alone a person. He stretched his neck and glanced at d&k No. 97 next door, and the store also opened up early.

It seems that we can only come back tomorrow.

The boy sighed silently, took out his pocket watch, glanced at the time, and ran towards the Qingqiu mansion. Qingqiu Mansion is located in the west area of ​​Beta Town, quite a distance from the pedestrian street.

Nine fifty-seven in the evening.

Zheng Qing panted and stood outside the fence of the Qingqiu mansion.

Su Man, the head maid of the mansion, was standing on the other side of the creek at the entrance with her hands in her hands, bathed in the cold wind and starlight, like a jade sculpture. Perhaps after being blown by the cold wind for too long, Zheng Qing felt his eyes pricked by the chill emanating from the head maid's body just by taking a look.

"Hug, sorry!"

The young wizard rushed to the door, breathless and apologized: "Go, I went to the school, the school hospital, and, I went to the book, the bookstore...So I'm late, I'm really sorry!"

'Jade Withered Sculpture' raised his eyelids unhurriedly, and the chill all over his body immediately dissipated.

"It doesn't matter."

The head maid's tone was as calm as usual~lightnovelpub.net~ slightly nodded at the wizard, turned around and walked into the mansion, and at the same time signaled the wizard to keep up with his pace: "I've been in the room for a long time, and occasionally I come out to blow some air. Good for physical and mental health... The mansion is locked at ten o'clock, you are not late... Be careful, don't get close to that jasmine flower, there is a flower sperm that has just become a mother hidden under the jasmine flower. It is easy to cause disturbances in the garden after waking up... Miss is staring at Dongdong sleeping, you can go to her study and wait for her first."

While speaking, the head maid had already led the boy through the dark path, the winding corridor, around the flower hall and the reception room, and came to Su Shijun's study.

"any drinks?"

"No, no, it's late...I'll wait and go to rest."

"Okay." The head maid bowed slightly, and quietly retreated after saluting.

Zheng Qing stood there blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly realized that he didn't need to be so restrained. It's not the first time. He wandered around the study room, looked at the dizzying nouns on the bookshelf, and finally shook his head, giving up the idea of ​​pulling out a book to pass the time.

Then he slipped to Su Shijun's desk.

There was an open book upside down on the table.

The book is not big, about thirty-two open, very much like a primary school textbook. On the spine of the book, a line of colorful book titles with a cartoon flavor clearly caught the eyes of young public finance students—

"How to deal with the little milk dog", the author, Yin Zhenya, a senior emotional expert of the werewolf clan and a master of love.

Xu Shi noticed that someone was reading a book, and a few strings of pink bubbles surged from the cover and back cover of the book across the spine, cheered and jumped, and gathered into flowers of different sizes, which exploded one by one in front of the boy's eyes.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, took a step back, and almost sat down on the floor.