Infinite Escape Room: No Parkour

Preliminary judgment based on the sound from the computer, the identities of Now Shiyu and Yingzhuo were automatically substituted into the parents of the students who died in the school in vain.

If you want to ask what you know about the school, naturally you can't make any bad remarks.

Parents of students here come here only after hearing about the benefits of the school.

Shi Yu cleared his throat and raised his voice: "Of course I heard that St. Westin School can help us educate good children."

— "Yes, St. Westin School is determined to cultivate students who have both ability and political integrity, who are useful to society, families, and parents. All our teachers are national education experts, focusing on how to educate children's morals. We have the most complete set of education system for intellectual, physical, artistic and labor..."

After that was a very long official explanation, Shi Yu was looking for the desks of more than twenty teachers while listening.

One of the desks should be the desk used by the teacher called Xiaoxiao who died under the maple tree.

The entire teacher's office has a separate room on the north side. Even the door uses the most advanced password anti-theft network, which is very different from other rooms.

"This should be the principal's room." Shi Yu stood at the door and came to this judgment after swiping the flashlight.

As soon as she finished speaking, the voice of the woman in the computer stopped abruptly.

— "St. Westin School will allow your child to completely complete the transformation and become a filial parent, friendly classmate, and extremely intelligent ‘genius’."

There are specially trained geniuses in this world.

Sometimes I sneered, but I still have to listen to the voice from the computer to explain. Every word is very important and may become the key to future deduction.

The sky without starlight is getting darker and duller, and the light in the entire teacher's office is also very dim.

However, Shi Yu could hear the sound of Ying Zhuo's breathing, which came from behind him in a symmetrical and powerful manner.

This voice has followed Leng Xinyu since it separated from her.

Inexplicably reassuring.

— "Parents may still have concerns, but we will give each student an entrance survey video and a video during the learning process, and compare the changes, so that parents can discover that their children are in Shengwei through video recording. The changes made by Sting School."

Shi Yu scolded: "This is illegal, right? I can secretly take pictures of minors and record videos..."

But this school has enrolled students illegally, I am afraid I don't care about it anymore.

—"Want to know our most typical success story?"

—"Next, parents, please watch a movie."

Crunch, crunch.

The screens of more than 20 computers flashed with black and white stripes at the same time, just like retro big **** TVs, snowflake screens due to poor contact.

Shiyu and Yingzhuo waited for more than ten seconds before the display gradually became normal, and the film has been running for a while.

The previous content does not seem to be important. What is important is that Shiyu recognizes the protagonist in the black-and-white film.

It's Hu Fang!

Hu Fangzheng knelt in a dark room and kept kowtow.

The sound of kowtow was very loud, and when his head touched the ground, he made a "Peng Peng" sound.

Judging from his actions, he seemed very pious, but judging from the voice of his words, he was overly indifferent.

Cold and weak, as if reading a manuscript.

"My name is Hu Fang. I was wrong. I shouldn't yell at my parents. I confess and confess. I promise. Confronted with parents..."

— "Look, how effective our teaching results are. The rich second generation who was once invincible has now learned to repent and reflect. What are you waiting for? We only enroll 50 students per term and insist on small-class teaching. It is effective and most useful. Now St. Westin still has a place for classes, and you can’t miss the opportunity to stop coming, otherwise your child will have to wait another year. If you want to train your child, it’s best to start at a young age, the older you are The longer the mind is formed, the harder it is to raise up... You only need 9,999 yuan to bring your child back to life!"

Nearly one hundred thousand yuan.

50 students.

Some accommodation expenses, book expenses, and meal expenses in the middle are not included.

These parents are also crazy. They don't really think that one hundred thousand yuan can get a perfect child.

However, this provided Shi Yu with a very useful number. She walked to the door of the dean’s room and looked at the place where the combination lock was frequently pressed. She calculated the number 99999 multiplied by 50, which happened to be those already. The worn out numeric keys.

4999950.

"drop!"

The green light flashes on the code lock, which means that the Shiyu input is correct.

This school, with cheap ingredients, useless textbooks, and a broken-down accommodation environment, can net the people in this school nearly 5 million.

They took advantage of the vanity of their parents and made huge profits.

The decoration of the principal’s office is very luxurious, like a separate study in a high-end residence, filled with books related to education, as if people who use this office have poems in their belly. The writing brushes and rice paper on the desk have been piled up with thick dust, indicating that these things are only for display. The meticulous paintings of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum hanging on the wall next to it give the whole space a lot of elegant aura. .

It may be this feeling that deceived many parents.

Shi Yu walked to the dean’s desk. A cabinet in the lower right corner of the desk was locked, but the drawer on the desk could be opened. There were thick parent thank-you letters on it. Almost all of them were for children from Shengwei Sting's various outstanding performances after returning home and gave various praises and flattery to the dean.

Shi Yu saw the name of Dean St. Westin below the letter.

—【Ding Zongguang】

"This name is a bit familiar." Ying Zhuo stared at these three words repeatedly, "It seems to have seen it in the teacher's office outside."

Shi Yu was a little excited: "Where is it?"

Ying Zhuo led her to a table closest to the principal's door, and drew a small card from the innermost pile of books. It looked like a personal postcard, but it appeared on a teacher's desk.

The above content made Shi Yu Masai startled, but he has new doubts.

—[Principal Ding Zongguang, who works as the principal of the Salt School of Childbirth, is responsible for everything in the school...]

Ding Zongguang, the school of ethics for the Xianyang childbirth?

Why did it run out of an individual school with a principal with the same name?

"This person is still holding several jobs." Shi Yu mumbled quietly, and then turned over to find the card table. The more I looked for her, the more he felt heavier.

This table can obviously be felt by a woman.

There is a sample of women's toner and makeup mirror in the book. Even the handwriting on the book can feel that it is a thin word that women use.

"Xiaoyu, this makeup mirror seems to have something in it." Ying Zhuo held the palm-sized round mirror in his hand and handed it to Shi Yu.

Shi Yu glanced in the direction of his fingers and saw that the gap between the mirror and the mirror was slightly wide, as if something was sandwiched between them. She pinned the mirror to the corner of the table, and then pressed it firmly to separate the mirror from the inside of the mirror.

A memory card the size of a fingernail fell on the table.

The card is small, but there are very important things hidden inside.

Shi Yu remembers that she had seen it on the bulletin board inside the campus that St. Westin banned all students and teachers from carrying electronic devices, but the female corpse under the maple tree had a mobile phone, and there was a small makeup mirror in it. Memory card.

The teacher using this desk is not easy.

At least in Shi Yu's view, the purpose of this teacher's coming to St. Westin may not be simple.

To expose this school?

A reader is needed to read the memory card, and Shiyu and Yingzhuo began to search the entire faculty office.

The ornaments and meticulous painting decorations in the principal's office showed nothing but the principal's burning bag.

The principal’s computer also requires a password to log in, and the prompt for the password is only a simple eight-digit number.

"Little fish, I found a very strange leaflet."

Ying Zhuo’s voice appeared to Shi Yu’s ears like Shi Yu, and she rushed to Ying Zhuo outside, looking at a tri-fold single page in his hand. The graphics on it were also a school publicity but the name But it’s on the business card—【Salt and Childbearing Virtue】

—[The establishment of Xiansheng's morality and the beginning of 2990, attracting many parents by cultivating talented children with both ability and political integrity...]

Shi Yu glanced at the above introduction, and slapped his tongue: "Good fellow, it turns out that Xianshengde is the predecessor of St. Westin School. No wonder the two principals have the same name."

But why did Xian Xianshengde change its name later?

"Because of the state's supervision of Xiansheng's morality, it was ordered to stop." Ying Zhuo suddenly spoke and answered Shiyu's question. He didn't know where he changed a newspaper and spread it in front of Shiyu. "This is a newspaper that was crumpled in the boulevard when I went out to look for you before. It clearly stated that Xianshengshengde was ordered to be suspended because it did not meet the school-running target. But in the third year, it was also. In 2993, Ding Zongguang opened the St. Westin school again, and the tuition was doubled and the campus was rebuilt."

Good guy, this person is really tireless, and he must make money from his parents.

Shi Yu glanced at the time when St. Westin School was founded, and entered 29930403 on the dean's computer.

After the computer flickered twice, the main page screen suddenly appeared.

The password is correct.

As soon as I turned on the computer, the mailbox function automatically popped up, and the pile of letters inside Chengyi almost squeezed the entire screen.

And 80% are letters, and it is a group of letters from the parents of XXX students.

Shi Yu glanced at it roughly, and it was in stark contrast and irony with the thank-you letter in the drawer of the principal's room.

—"Principal Ding, why does my child stay in a daze all day after he comes back, do not speak or laugh, whatever he is doing is good, right?"

—"You said that this is correct, it means that you have gained a lot from opening the school, but I feel that my child seems to have a psychological problem."

— "What's normal! It's not normal at all! I took my child to the hospital for an examination! The doctor said! My Xiaoli was severely depressed!"

—"Ding Zongguang, you have to give us an explanation!"

—"St. Westin School! What the **** did we do to our children!"