Hunting High School

"Maybe we can ask Professor Yi to do a divination proof."

Zheng Qing suggested hopefully.

Xiao Xiao shook his head.

"Professor Trudeau is the director of the Anti-Curse Department and a top registered wizard." He strengthened his tone slightly: "Do you think he will not make any preparations before he does something wrong—assuming it is really him? ?”

"Assumption?" Zheng Qing pointed at Gouzi, and Gouzi immediately straightened his body a bit more: "Gouzi caught it himself, is there anyone else besides him?"

"This is back to the previous question." Xiao Xiao spread his hands: "Do you have evidence?"

Zheng Qing opened his mouth, and after a while, he closed it in frustration.

He really has no way to provide evidence.

Although the eyewitness Talent's dream can be used as evidence in court in some cases, and he did see a handsome wizard with a shiny mustache in his dream, but he really can't feel at ease to accept other people's own memory. foot.

Especially now that he already knew that there was a seed hidden deep in his soul.

It's like a child carrying money through the busy market, and it's not enough to hide it, so why would he make a lot of noise and ask others to search his own body?

"What do you think of putting him in Dylan's coffin first?" Xin Fatty gave his own suggestion, which attracted the attention of the two roommates.

"And then?" Zheng Qing complained: "You have to let him out, don't tell me you plan to lock him up for four years, or longer? Or do you plan to seal the coffin and bury it in the ground? ... In other words , this matter is obviously my fault, okay, why is it now that I'm killing people to silence my words!"

"I just propose to throw him in the coffin, toss it a little bit - an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth - and then inject a few catties of confusion agent, so that he won't come to trouble us after he wakes up." Fatty defended in a low voice .

This is a method occasionally used between students in the school.

Xiao Xiao disagrees with this:

"The disappearance of a professor is not a trivial matter. It is even worse if he is attacked or has traces of 'torture' after his disappearance. Especially now that the school is tight outside and inside, and they are all busy in the black prison... If the school mistakenly believes that some forces have moved Hands, being sensitive for a while, may cause more trouble."

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, so what do you say!" Zheng Qing waved his hand a little anxiously: "Such a living person stays in our dormitory...is it possible to make him disappear?"

"Why not?" Xiao Xiao asked back.

"Huh?" Zheng Qing blinked.

"You have a dog." Xiao Xiao reminded.

Zheng Qing moved his gaze and landed on Gouzi. Seeing his gaze, Gouzi immediately pricked up his ears, wagged his tail, and stuck out his tongue happily.

"You mean..." Zheng Qing was a little uncertain about the doctor's thoughts.

"Send it back the same way, where you dragged it from, let Gou Zi send it back." Speaking of this, Xiao Xiao paused, and then added: "... Anyway, he didn't cause you any loss, you Tossed him too. It's frustrating when the hand behind the scenes is invisible, but when you see where that hand is, you don't need to worry about it."

Zheng Qing pondered for a moment.

"That's it!" He nodded, glanced at the dog, then pointed to the wizard who was suppressed on the floor, and ordered: "Where did you catch it, and send it back!"

Gouzi blinked, his body suddenly blurred, and several figures jumped out of the void, biting at each other, dragging Professor Trudeau into the void.

The whole process lasted only a blink of an eye.

When the dog dragged the professor away, Xin Fatty came to his senses and barked strangely: "You promised too soon! What if Trudeau reports us to the school after he returns? He saw a few of us. Looks good! At least let him sign a silent contract!"

"If you were a school professor, and you were bitten and dragged by a dog, or teased by a few students, would you tell the public, wishing everyone knew?" Zheng Qing asked rhetorically.

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"Especially a person who loves vanity." Xiao Xiao reminded.

Fatty froze.

"That can't just be let go." He muttered, and finally shook his head: "Even if you can't retaliate publicly, but he is a professor at the school... Maybe he will trip you up in private."

"So, the silent contract's constraints on him are not as strong as imagined." Zheng Qing stretched his waist and fell heavily on the own bed: "If he wants revenge, he can always find a way... We can't be like Mo Faith entrusts that, weaves an airtight contract."

Fatty shook his head, and walked towards Own's bed. When he passed by the desk, he picked up the ball squatting on the desk and put it on top of Own's head.

Tuantu's tail flicked behind Fatty's head like a tasseled money rat tail.

It wasn't until the elves brought Zheng Qing a towel to wipe his face that Zheng Qing noticed that Xiao Xiao had been standing at the door of the dormitory, his head bowed in thought.

"what are you doing?"

"What?" Xiao Xiao woke up from his contemplation and looked left and right: "Where is the dog? Has he not come back yet?"

"Who knows." Zheng Qing curled his lips: "Perhaps it will not be easy to send Professor Trudeau back... From what you mean, you already think that dog belongs to our side? Didn't you remind me to stay away from it before?" order?"

"Two different things." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, hesitantly, but finally asked: "What do you think, let it go to the black goat, or the faceless demon?"

Zheng Qing's face was buried in the towel, and there was no movement for a while.

Fatty sat up from the bed, patted the bed and said excitedly: "Good idea! Why didn't I think of it?"

Tuantuan didn't pay attention for a moment, fell off Fatty's belly, was very annoyed, and tore Fatty's mosquito net to pieces with one claw. Fatty scratched the base of its ears reassuringly, but still focused on chatting with his companions.

"Whether it's this dog, or that faceless demon, or Lin Guo's lost black sheep, it's a terrible thing... as the saying goes, 'A thief shouts a thief' and 'fights poison with poison', that's the truth!" Fatty said, dancing and dancing. I can't wait to implement this idea immediately.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but interrupted: "A thief calls catch a thief, that's not how the word is used."

"Don't pay attention to the details," Fatty waved his hand nonchalantly: "Pay attention to understanding the spirit... To catch a thief with a thief, the premise is to make the thief a person on our side, and then he can find it when he looks for it, and then he can shout We're going to catch the thief."

Xiao Xiao didn't care about the interpretation of the turn in Fatty's song, but looked at Zheng Qing and asked seriously:

"what do you think?"

Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds, returned the towel to the elf who was waiting anxiously, and then whispered: "Why don't you try?"