Who moved my novel?

"Blood ink!"

"Blood ink!"

"Blood ink!"

"Blood ink!"

"Wang Ju..." Xue Mo looked at Wang Ju helplessly: "What's the matter with you? If nothing happens, can you..."

"What's wrong?" Wang Ju looked at Xue Mo innocently: "What happened?"

"Wang Ju, you've been calling me all day." Xue Mo frowned: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Wang Ju shook his head: "I just happened to see you and say hello."

With that said, Wang Ju casually took out his cigarette case, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Wang Bureau, smoking is prohibited in school."

"It's okay, it's in the toilet." Director Wang looked around, but there was no one there: "Has anyone seen it? I didn't affect other people, right?"

"But..." Xue Mo frowned slightly.

"Stop it." Wang Ju waved his hand: "By the way, don't you have class today? Why do I think you've been hanging around in the library?"

"It's almost the midterm exam." Xue Mo raised his eyebrows and continued working on the courseware in his hand.

"Midterm exam?" Wang Ju was slightly startled: "How do I remember that I just finished the first monthly exam a few days ago?"

"You quite understand." Xue Mo looked at Wang Ju in surprise.

"I know a little bit."

"The monthly exam last week will be in the next cycle." Xue Mo nodded, without looking into how Wang Ju knew so much.

"Once every three weeks?" Wang Ju was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "It's really not easy for children nowadays."

"So." Xue Mo looked at Wang Ju: "How about giving them a holiday?"

"I can't control this." Director Wang shook his head: "If you want to give them a holiday, you have to go to their school director or the director of the Education Bureau."

"Not necessarily." Xue Mo shrugged: "Wang Ju, let me tell you, how about you go out?"

"This is a public area, will it not affect me here?" Wang Ju looked around and asked.

"I've already taken my computer to the bathroom to work, can't you just let me be quiet?" Xue Mo couldn't bear it any longer. This Wang Ju had been following him all day.

"Ah? Ah, hahahaha." Wang Ju smiled: "I didn't want me to follow you, so I told you earlier. It's really..."

After saying that, Wang Ju exited the toilet.

…

"How is it?" Erfeng was sitting in the office and looked at Wang Ju who walked into the room and asked quickly: "Is Xue Mo's reaction natural?"

"I think it's quite natural." Wang Ju nodded: "Every time I call him, he answers very quickly."

"That's right." Erfeng nodded: "In the afternoon, you can follow Zhao Feng. You can't always let Wang Ju go alone."

"Er Feng, is this... useful?" Zhao Feng frowned slightly: "Let's not talk about whether Xue Mo has a split personality. Even if he does, can this method really identify it?"

"Theoretically, yes." Erfeng nodded: "Everyone's name should be different. He may know the name Xuemo, but he probably won't react so naturally. Of course, there is another possibility that he already exists. It’s been a long time and I’m completely familiar with the name Xuemo, so it’s hard to distinguish it.”

"Is there no other way?" Wang Ju gulped down tea: "I can't follow Xue Mo every day, right? Finally, there have been no incidents recently..."

"It can also be roughly judged through personality changes." Erfeng thought for a while: "But I have never seen him before. His personality has been very stable since I saw him."

"He was quite timid before." Wang Ju recalled: "So, he seems to have become a lot braver recently. Maybe this is a manifestation of his changing personality?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Erfeng thought for a while, then shook his head: "But this cannot be confirmed, and we don't know the identity of his other personality now, so it is difficult to judge."

"Is there no other way to judge?"

"If he often suffers from amnesia, we can make an auxiliary inference. Has he mentioned it?"

"No." Wang Ju shook his head: "I've never heard him say that."

"Is it possible that his other personality will only appear under special circumstances, and Xue Mo must be sleeping in that case?" Zhao Feng gave a guess.

"It is indeed possible." Erfeng nodded: "But it would be even more difficult to break his leg. It is impossible to send people to follow him day and night. After all, you can't watch him sleep at other times."

"It's not impossible." Zhao Feng looked at Erfeng thoughtfully.

…

"Teacher Dong." Teacher Zhang walked towards Dong Peng with a smile: "Are you looking at the sculptures here again?"

"Yes." Dong Peng nodded and looked at Teacher Zhang: "Teacher Zhang, are you off work?"

"Shh." Teacher Zhang put his index finger to his mouth: "Go out and do something."

"Understood." Dong Peng nodded. It's half past four now and I get off work at six. If I go out to do something now, do I still need to come back?

"Speaking of which, Teacher Dong, you seem to like this sculpture very much? Do you know the art of sculpture?" Teacher Zhang asked doubtfully.

"I don't understand." Dong Peng shook his head: "I was just wondering what's special about this sculpture."

"A special place?" Teacher Zhang looked at Dong Peng doubtfully: "Why do you ask?"

"I just feel that the shape is very special, and it doesn't feel like a normal sculpture."

"Shape?" Teacher Zhang looked at Dong Peng in confusion: "No, isn't this a very common reading statue? If you say it's special, I think only the material is special. This statue has been here for several years, no one has cleaned it, no one has taken care of it, but you can see that there is not much rust on the statue."

"Really." Dong Peng nodded.

"Maybe some special materials were used." Teacher Zhang shook his head: "You don't know, this was the director who insisted that Master Gu build it. I heard that it cost tens of millions! Tens of millions a few years ago, it is much more valuable than it is now!"

"You mean, the directors must have Master Gu do it?"

"Yes." Teacher Zhang nodded: "Otherwise, how can you say that Master Gu is so famous? Several masters from other cities came, but several school directors didn't like any of them. Even the national-level sculpture masters were politely persuaded to go back."

"But why must Master Gu do it?" Dong Peng frowned slightly.

"Who knows?" Teacher Zhang shook his head: "I won't tell you, someone is waiting for me, I'm leaving first."

"Oh?" Dong Peng smiled and joked: "So anxious? Which beauty is it?"

"Not a beauty." Teacher Zhang shook his head: "It's a junior high school kid."

"Huh?" Dong Peng was stunned: "Teacher Zhang, you are very cruel!"

"What's okay? A junior high school boy came to me to ask about homework." Teacher Zhang said and blinked.

"Oh!" Dong Peng immediately understood: "I understand! Go quickly."