Who moved my novel?

"Have you seen enough?" The uncle asked looking at Wang Ju.

"Enough." Wang Ju nodded: "I'm sorry, sir, for bothering you."

The uncle said that the wound was accidentally cut from the iron plate of the water room on the first floor of the school. Director Wang just took someone to take a look, and there was indeed blood stains.

"When I've seen enough, I'll ask Nurse Huang to bandage me again." The uncle said angrily: "You won't have to take it apart again later, right? If you haven't seen enough, watch it now! Don't always Cause trouble to my little nurse Huang!”

"Watch it, watch it, be careful." Wang Ju opened the door for the uncle, and then looked at Hu Danian: "Danian, you can follow."

"Okay." Hu Danian nodded and prepared to follow him out. Although manpower may be needed here, after all, his father's hand was injured like that, so it was better to follow him and take a look.

"Go away!" Unexpectedly, Hu Danian had just taken two steps to follow, but the uncle waved him away: "Unfilial son, why are you following me! Your father was bullied and you didn't say anything. Now that he's fine, you come to show your courtesy again! I’m telling you, all my property belongs to your sister, you don’t want any of it!”

After saying that, the uncle walked out of the library step by step with Xue Mo's support.

"Danian, are you okay?" Wang Ju patted Hu Danian on the shoulder: "Sorry..."

"It's okay, Wang Ju." Hu Danian shook his head: "I'm not worried about this. My dad is not the kind of unreasonable person. He won't make trouble with me when he recovers his memory. What I'm worried about is his body."

"Well..." Wang Ju nodded: "There happens to be no eucalyptus recently. You should take your father to the hospital for a checkup."

…

"Uncle..." Xue Mo looked at the uncle helplessly: "About your daughter..."

"Uh..." The uncle felt a little embarrassed: "It's okay, Teacher Xue, I definitely didn't mean to kill you to accompany my daughter to the underworld."

"I..." Xue Mo hadn't thought about this yet.

"Teacher Xue." The uncle suddenly became serious: "Teacher Xue, I have something I want you to help me with. No, I want to ask you for help."

"No help, no help." Xue Mo quickly shook his head: "I don't want to die."

"It has nothing to do with my daughter." The uncle shook his head: "Forget it, let me talk about it first, and you can make your own decision after listening to it."

Without waiting for Xue Mo's response, the uncle started talking to himself.

"Have you seen that drunkard? Do you know why he didn't come to the library today and had to go to the school gate to see the door?"

"Actually, he is not a relative of the school director at all. He was just sent by the school director to find perfume."

"But he knew that if he found the perfume, he wouldn't live long, so although he knew that the clues were with me, he still didn't take action."

"He hid out today just so that he would not hear the location of the perfume, so that he would not be in danger."

"That drunkard?" Xue Mo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Does he still have such an identity?"

"Oh, he is not simple." The uncle shook his head: "If there is anyone who knows this school best, it must be no one else, it must be him."

"So powerful?" Xue Mo was a little surprised.

"Of course, he used to be a spy for..., and then the school director gave him an identity. Because of this, he had no way to escape. He could only survive on campus, pretending to be a drunkard every day, and living in fear."

"This..." Xue Mo was even more surprised.

Unexpectedly, the small No. 2 Middle School of Chixin City turned out to be a "hidden dragon and crouching tiger", with cultists, rapists, murderers, bandits, and former spies...

"But why are you telling me this?" Xue Mo asked doubtfully: "Isn't it a good thing that you don't offend the river now? Or are you planning to let me kill him?"

"That's not true." The uncle shook his head: "I don't need Teacher Xue's help to kill him."

"That's good." Xue Mo sighed: "Then tell me, what's the matter?"

"Help me, kill that school director." The uncle grinned: "I'll give you the information."

…

"Is this here?" Dong Peng looked at a statue in front of him.

According to what the drunkard said, the school's sixth supernatural power lies in this statue. The specific content is that in the dead of night, the statue can be heard whimpering and mourning.

"This statue... is very normal." Dong Peng walked around and looked at the statue.

It is a statue of a very normal student studying. There is nothing special about it from the outside.

I reached out and knocked lightly, and there was almost no sound. It seemed that 99% of it was solid.

"Where does this come from?" Dong Peng frowned slightly, unable to see anything wrong with the statue.

"Teacher Dong?" At this moment, someone suddenly called Dong Peng from behind.

"Teacher Zhang?" Dong Peng turned around, and it turned out to be Teacher Zhang. This Teacher Zhang had previously proposed to Director Wang to use corpses to teach, and Dong Peng was deeply impressed by him.

"Why are you here?" Teacher Zhang looked at Dong Peng and asked doubtfully, "Are you admiring the works of the ancient master?"

"Master Gu?" Dong Peng looked at Teacher Zhang in confusion: "Who is the Master Gu you are talking about?"

"Don't you know?" Teacher Zhang seemed a little surprised: "I see you are looking at this statue, because you know it."

"I just took a look." Dong Peng shrugged.

"Is that so..." Teacher Zhang seemed to be thinking about something, and paused for a moment before saying: "Master Gu is a famous sculpture master in Chixin City. Of course, he may not be the best in the country, but he is indeed among the top three in Chixin City. , this is the work from his hands.”

"So amazing?" Dong Peng looked at the sculpture in surprise. The sculpture was thrown casually in a corner of the campus, and it seemed that no one took care of it. If he hadn't told him, Dong Peng would have thought it was an abandoned sculpture.

"Yes." Teacher Zhang nodded: "It's a pity, God is jealous of talents."

"What happened?" Dong Peng looked at Teacher Zhang in confusion.

"He and his wife died in a car accident a few years ago." Teacher Zhang shook his head with regret: "Speaking of which, it was not long after the statue was built. They were just over 40 at the time. It's really... a pity..."

"Is this the reason why this statue has a supernatural legend?" Dong Peng asked in confusion.

"Then I don't know." Teacher Zhang shook his head: "Maybe it's because it's left here and no one cares about it."

"Speaking of which, since this statue is the work of a master." Dong Peng frowned slightly: "Why is no one taking care of it? It cost a lot of money to build it?"

"That's not something I know." Teacher Zhang shook his head: "Maybe you can ask the principal, oh, I mean, the school directors, or you can ask Teacher Gu from the English department."

"Teacher Gu?" Dong Peng was slightly stunned.

"Yes, she is the daughter of Master Gu."