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However, Chen Xing still overestimated his own strength and underestimated the madness of the Three Silver Claw Princes.

At noon the next day, when he happily came to the ice and snow lake and was about to enjoy the dedication ceremony, he was greeted by the crying reception teacher.

"Yaoyao, something happened to her..."

It took a while before he understood the whole story from the intermittent words of the other party.

By convention, on the night before the dedication ceremony, the palace maid can return home, reunite with her family, and make the final farewell.

But on the way back to the college from home, Lin Shuyao suddenly disappeared, as if the world had evaporated. It wasn't until ten o'clock in the morning that the fragmented body was found. They are packed in black plastic bags and thrown at the garbage station on the side of the street.

"Who did it?"

Although the murderer was ready to come out, Chen Xing still had to confirm.

"No, I don't know..." The reception teacher shook his head.

"What!" Chen Xing was taken aback. This is the capital of the kingdom, and the area covered by clearnet signals is a place where even swear words will be monitored. How could he not know.

The reception teacher gritted his teeth and said, "We can all guess who it is, but there is no evidence. These people have great means. It is not difficult to kidnap a person without hiding the system."

"What about the holographic surveillance video?" Chen Xing asked. Everything that happens within the clearnet signal range will be recorded, even if a coin rolls down the drain.

"The great nobles are protected by the system and must be called by the Kingdom Council, but they will never offend the Marquis of Haitang for a baron's maid."

Chen Xing heard cold sweat on his forehead, and it seemed that these 100,000 gold coins were about to buy a lesson.

Afterwards, he was led by the host teacher to the hospital near the college. Although he hasn't performed the dedication ceremony, or even met, Lin Shuyao is already his person, and the aftermath cannot be evasive.

"Oh, my dear girl, my dear dear..."

As soon as I stepped into the morgue, I heard the woman crying and crying.

Following the voice, a middle-aged woman was lying on the corpse covered with white cloth, crying to death. Behind the woman stood two children, a boy and a woman, in their teenage years, sobbing silently. They should be Lin Shuyao's family.

Seeing such a scene, Chen Xing's heart tightened and felt extremely uncomfortable.

There are five flavors in the heart. Is it his fault? If he doesn’t fight...

No, it's not his fault!

He quickly convinced himself that Wei Qinghai had already played five maids, and even if he did not participate, Lin Shuyao's fate would be the same. To blame, she can only blame her bad luck and run into this big evil star.

"My lord, my lord!"

Seeing Chen Xing, the woman seemed to have seen the life-saving straw, knelt on the ground and clambered over, hugging Chen Xing’s legs and crying, "My lord, Shuyao is still so young, so well-behaved, so obedient, she hasn’t taken a good look. This world has died so miserably, you must seek justice for her!"

Facing the woman's pleading, Chen Xing was helpless and resentful. This time I really stole the chicken without losing money. I lost my wife and broke the army. He is a little baron, what ability does he have to fight against the prince, isn't this letting his egg touch the stone?

"Your sorrow and change, the adults will definitely find a way." The reception teacher stepped forward to persuade and pulled the woman away.

"My lord, she is your maid, and assaulting her is tantamount to assaulting you. You can't let her die in vain!" "Brother, please, seek justice for your sister." "Ouuuu, my sister is dead. It's miserable."

"I, I will try my best..." Chen Xing said awkwardly. He is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river-it is difficult to protect himself, let alone seeking justice, it is difficult to say whether he will be targeted.

"I assure you in the name of the **** of maid, Jeroluer, that the academy will never sit idly by, and those who kill Yaoyao will definitely pay the price..." The reception teacher pulled the woman away, and Chen Xing was able to breathe and leave.

Opened the morgue.

The host teacher comforted him for a while, and the crying gradually became smaller.

"Master Baron, take a step to speak." The host teacher came out and said. The two walked aside, and the reception teacher glanced at the door of the morgue. After making sure that the distance was far enough, he whispered, "Dean Catherine wants to see you."

"See me?" Chen Xing asked warily. He knew the college's attitude towards Wei Qinghai, and he could guess the other party's intentions, but he didn't want to be a gunman for others, not to mention his gun was not too crude. For a maid and a prince he had never met before, his brain was not broken. Although it is really humiliating, how can everything go well in life? Some losses have to be eaten no matter how unpleasant, and some anger must be swallowed no matter how uncomfortable.

"It's just a meeting, please don't worry, it won't be too difficult for you." The host teacher said.

"Difficult for me?" Chen Xing became a little unhappy when he heard this, and his face fell. Strictly speaking, the dedication ceremony has not been completed, and Lin Shuyao's safety should be solely responsible for the safety of the college. He just couldn't say such shameless words in the face of the tragic death of the girl.

But when he talked about morality, the other party pushed it over, which is a bit intriguing. The implication was all his fault, and he was held responsible to the end. Although he doesn't want to evade, but he is not a fool, he is at the mercy of others.

He has already accepted the plant and lost 100,000 gold coins as compensation to Lin Shuyao's family for the rest of his life. What do you think about him? Do you really want him to pay for his life and Wei Qinghai's death, ignoring the entire Lanhua Town team?

Seeing Chen Xing’s concerns, the host teacher bowed and said, “You have misunderstood. The main responsibility for this matter lies with us, not your fault, but...” He paused, “You also paid 100,000 yuan. Gold coins, this is not a small amount. For the sake of the reputation of the academy, we cannot let you lose too much."

In addition to the truth, I was going to accompany a maid to him. Chen Xing couldn't evade even after thinking about it. After all, the other party just asked to meet, so he couldn't even dare to meet. This would be too unpromising.

After a while, the two left the hospital, returned to the teaching building of the Maid Academy, and took the elevator to the principal's office on the top floor.

The principal's room is extremely spacious and occupies most of the space, surrounded by display cabinets filled with various trophies, pennants and medals.

Dean Catherine is a middle-aged woman with a calm temperament and a dignified appearance. She has a dark red dress, gold glasses and curly chestnut hair. She has the aura of a British female teacher on earth.

Judging from the purple-blue Maliana Medal pinned on her chest, Catherine has the title of Countess of Honor.

"Fortunately, Baron Chen Xing." Catherine left the desk and stretched out her hand to Chen Xing generously.

I have to say that Catherine's temperament is very good. The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes are not only not old, but also add a mature charm.

"Happy meeting, happy meeting." Chen Xing held Catherine's hand, soft and soft, very comfortable. But he didn't have any thoughts in his heart, after all, the other party seemed to be over fifty years old.

"I feel very sorry that this happened. It is our unshirkable responsibility to fail to protect the students. On behalf of all the teachers of the Royal Maid College, I express my deepest apologies to you." After that, Catherine made a deep bow to Chen Xing. Bowed.

Chen Xing was a little flattered. The more polite the other party, the more conspiring. This is to put his little baron on the fire.

"Well, if I knew earlier that the competitor was the king's son, I wouldn't fight." Chen Xing sighed.

"This is already the sixth victim. Even if you don't fight, her fate remains the same. You don't need to blame yourself." Catherine said.

Chen Xing didn't answer the call, and he was tacitly acquiescing to Catherine's statement. What can he do, the other party is a prince, he is a little baron, what else can he do? It must be pushed as long as possible, and avoided far away.

"For the reputation of the college, we have decided to compensate you for your loss." Catherine announced, "We will arrange another maid for you to complete today's dedication." Before Chen Xing could react, she clapped her hands.

"Lah..."

Gate

It opened, and a sharp figure paced in. Walking with breeze, heroic, high heels hit the floor fiercely, making a crisp sound.

See the moon Canglian!

She walked straight in front of Chen Xing, stood still, holding a scabbard in her hand, bowing and saluting, "Master!"

The movements are clean and meticulous.

Chen Xing was stunned for a while, his brows gradually frowned. It is true that Jianyue Canglian is very good, the pride of the academy, the most outstanding leader in the past two decades, countless auras and thousands of favors, but it is not worth his life to fight.

In terms of appearance alone, it is not unusual for him to see that Yue Canglian is inferior to Yeyang Bailiu, only comparable to Ye Yang Qingyan. Of course, every flower has a show, and each has its own beauty. Jianyue Canglian is tall and slender, clean, and has a completely different flavor from other women.

But this does not mean that she deserves Chen Xing to risk her life.

Taking a step back, if you lose your life, what else do you want to do? They are not their own wives and daughters, they have deep feelings and are irreplaceable.

"Excuse me..." Chen Xing was about to refuse, but Catherine winked at the host teacher first. The latter hurried forward, took out a letter from his underwear bag, and handed it to Chen Xing with both hands.

The light cyan envelope carried a faint fragrance, and Chen Xing raised his head and glanced at the host teacher suspiciously.

"This is what Lin Shuyao wrote before leaving the college yesterday..." The reception teacher looked up at the ceiling, "To her future master."

Open the envelope, the letter paper is white and flawless, and the handwriting is graceful and neat.

"Master, I must apologize to you for one thing."

"I am extremely ashamed of this, but you are my master, and I must confess to you, even if I am ashamed at the moment and want to get under the bed and hide."

"Although you did not arrange a meeting before the graduation ceremony, I begged the teacher to let me take a peek at you from a distance."

"Did you know that when I saw you, my heart was pounding, like a deer ramming in it."

"Maybe you think I am a nympho, um, in front of you, I am a stupid nympho."

"You are so handsome sitting in the afternoon sun and drinking black tea."

"I'm thinking, what kind of person are you, what kind of life you are living, and what kind of stories are there in your past. They said that you were a mercenary soldier who broke out by your own ability, so I just thought. Your heroic appearance on the battlefield is also as charming as you are now..."

"I want to know everything about you."

"Shu Yao is a stupid girl who came to school stupidly and was chosen by her master stupidly."

"But Shuyao promises you that she will take good care of her master, read poems to her in spring, wipe her back in summer, pick fruit for her in autumn, warm her bed in winter, and prepare a great nutritious breakfast for her every day..."

Suddenly, Chen Xing's eyes seemed to penetrate the glass of the Crystal Palace and saw the sunny smile.

Suddenly with a "click", the glass cracked, and the cracks spread like a spider web. The longing and dream of a girl was shattered like this.

Chen Xing put away the letter paper and sat down on the sofa.

"Tell me, what should I do?"

Catherine and the host teacher looked at each other and smiled with relief.

Chen Xing knew that he might be used by others and used as a gunman.

But as a man, there are some things you can shrink from, and some things you can't. Even in the face of a mortal ending, the wild beast and even the ancient demon god, he must stand there and initiate the final charge.

Faith is there, people are there!

Faith is dead, people are dead!

The soul is like a lamp, and the lamp is extinguished like a dead body.

Although he is just a little baron, he still wants to become a confidante!