Greed & Laziness (21)
Song Shu stayed in seclusion in the office for a while.
Qiao Qing picked a fight with him, which at least made him feel less guilty.
[There is no need to feel guilty at all. I don’t know how much money this guy took out of those people’s pockets. ]
Qiao Qing is also a smart man. At least he knows what he wants.
Song Shu hid in a corner and drew circles: "I hope so."
…
After Qiao Qing left, Song Shu stayed in the office for less than half an hour before Ji Ting came back from get out of class and brought him some food.
Ji Ting put the food on the table: "Some of it was bought by me, and some of it was brought by Baby Face at my request."
Song Shu thanked him but did not touch the things on the table.
Ji Ting took off his coat and loosened his tie: "I just passed by Class A. The cultural and entertainment committee member and Qin Sang were not in the classroom."
Qinsang isn't here?
Song Shu almost stood up. Ji Ting looked at him soothingly, and he sat down again dryly: "Can you tell me where he went?"
"I asked the teacher and he said I was asking for leave."
And the cultural and entertainment committee member also asked for leave.
This is not right, Song Shu frowned: "He told me today that he would ask for leave for me." This is not right either, Qin Sang might have asked for his own leave as well. But what would Qin Sang do?
Usually when he and Qin Sang walked together after school, Qin Sang would go directly home to sleep, while he would go to the monastery to work. Apart from going home, Song Shu could not think of any other place Qin Sang would go.
But he delayed leaving home for an hour and a half in the morning because of procrastination, which was enough time for Qin Sang to go back and forth to the college to ask for leave, but Qin Sang did not come back.
Song Shu thought hard, but had no idea where Qin Sang would go.
Ji Ting bent down slightly and put the materials into the drawer: "Also, the cultural and entertainment committee member said that he wants to see you. If you are willing, please come to the classroom tomorrow. He wants to talk to you in person."
Song Shu's attention was diverted: "? Didn't he say he asked for leave?"
When Ji Ting went to the classroom, he should not have met the cultural and entertainment committee member.
Ji Ting closed the drawer and looked up: "Someone handed me a note. They should know that you are here with me."
How do you know?
- Tracking, spying, and using forbidden magic.
Unable to control the feeling of nausea, Song Shu quickly drank a mouthful of water to calm down. In the end, he couldn't help but curse a few more times and replied, "I understand."
Ji Ting's brain was happy for a moment, which had almost become a conditioned reflex. After a short period of happiness, he realized that he had forgotten to record.
Looking at Song Shu, Song Shu didn't mean to say anything more. Ji Ting had no choice but to continue packing up with regret.
Next time, next time he will definitely record the entire conversation with Song Shu.
…
At this point, the clues about the real murderer of the murder case are very clear. Ji Ting needs to go to the police station to negotiate with the members of the investigation team. Song Shu has stayed in the office long enough and chooses to go home, but he does not find Qin Sang at home.
After waiting for about three hours, Qin Sang still didn't come back, and Song Shu couldn't help feeling anxious. Worried that Qin Sang was in trouble, he went to look for Song Yinxing during work hours, but the nun told him that Song Yinxing was not there either.
"I was there in the morning, but I had to go out on an urgent matter in the afternoon."
“…”
Unable to find anyone, Song Shu had no choice but to squat under the tree where he had been yesterday, continuing to draw circles with a stick, wondering: "Where could they go? Both of them are gone, could it be that they made an appointment to fight?"
Qin Sang and Song Yinxing have always disliked each other, and it is possible that they would fight and quarrel with each other.
555 glanced at the sky: [Why don’t you go back to school and look for him? Maybe you just happened to have different schedules and didn’t meet.]
Song Shu listened to the advice and returned to school immediately.
It was past the peak time for school, and there were still many students in the academy. There were not only some students working part-time, but also volunteers decorating the school festival. There were some people left in almost every class.
Seeing all kinds of paper-cuts, spells, and magic lanterns, Song Shu realized that tomorrow was the school festival.
Since he was looking for someone, he couldn't avoid crowded places. Song Shu searched the college but still couldn't find Qin Sang. Instead, he met Ji Ting in Class A who was collecting clues with the police.
Class A has been cordoned off, and the entertainment committee member who asked for leave is also in the class. The students in Class A are taking turns to take notes. Because the classroom is at the end of the corridor, and tomorrow is the school festival, most people think that Class A is rehearsing some novel skit.
This is also thanks to Ji Ting, who sent a student union member to go around and spread the rumor that Class A was rehearsing, thus suppressing the panic of the masses.
When Song Shu appeared, the students in Class A looked out the window like hyenas smelling prey.
The sticky, thorny gaze was fixed on Song Shu. They hadn't seen Song Shu for almost two days and were expecting Song Shu to respond. From the time Song Shu chatted with Ji Ting to the time Song Shu was called away by Baby Face, everyone couldn't help but follow Song Shu's gaze.
But Song Shu was just like before, never responding to them. He hadn't even looked at them since he showed up. This was normal, they were all gathered here because of the same experience.
Sadness, jealousy, anger, grievance, loneliness, hatred... and most importantly, love, together make up their feelings for Song Shu.
Everyone looked at Song Shu with extremely strong love and hate in their eyes. At the same time, the baby-faced man standing next to Song Shu couldn't stand it. He blocked for Song Shu. Those eyes seemed to want to peel off his skin, but he gritted his teeth and didn't back down.
"Song Shu, don't you feel uncomfortable?"
Song Shu was looking for Qin Sang, and his attention was not on the baby-faced girl and Class A. It took him a while to turn around and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Shu didn't seem to be affected. His baby face was stunned and he slightly moved away. "Didn't you feel it? They are all looking at you..."
"The look is disgusting."
Song Shu paused, looking past Class A, and said, "Maybe. I don't really care."
Song Shu had already felt disgusted enough, and now he felt nothing inside. He just wanted to know where Qin Sang had gone.
The baby-faced boy looked at the group of people in Class A, then looked at Song Shu, and silently moved away.
Song Shu really didn't seem to care, and he really didn't feel anything. Obviously, those strong gazes were so disgusting that no normal person could stand being stared at like that.
Unable to find anyone in Class A, Song Shu and Ji Ting said hello and wanted to leave, but the cultural and entertainment committee member who was taking notes suddenly looked over.
"Song Shu, don't you want to talk to us?"
Song Shu thought of what Ji Ting had said to him at noon, stopped and turned back: "I don't have anything to say to you, if you have anything to say, please do it as soon as possible."
The cultural and entertainment committee member smiled sarcastically: "Are you going to look for Qin Sang?"
"Do you know who taught us to do those things? It was Qin Sang. Who asked us to find Qiao Qing? It was also Qin Sang."
The cultural and entertainment committee member stared at Song Shu, as if trying to find any expression of disgust or hatred on his face, but he failed.
Song Shu was very calm, with almost no waves, and just asked him: "So you know where he is?"
It felt like someone dug out his heart, threw it on the ground and stepped on it. The cultural and entertainment committee member felt ridiculous. He knew that everyone in the classroom was watching him. They were expecting him to pass on a message to Song Shu, expecting Song Shu to respond, and expecting the day when Song Shu would really know what they were thinking.
But Song Shu asked him the question that was least relevant to the topic: Where is Qin Sang?
Where?
After all, you are not dead. As long as you are still alive, why are you so anxious?
Why, should this pure conversation be ruined because of an insignificant person?
The entertainment committee member's expression was blank for a moment, and he seemed to be unable to control himself. His nails dug into the table tightly: "...What did you say?"
Song Shu didn't want to waste time talking: "Qin Sang, where are you?"
The hammer that had settled could either sober someone up or drive them even more insane. Apparently the cultural and entertainment committee member belonged to the latter. His expression was distorted, and he stood up and rushed towards Song Shu. His strength was so great that it took three or four security guards to hold him down.
"You're still asking him. He's the culprit. You're still asking him!"
The tables and chairs were knocked around, and the entertainment committee member's neck and face turned red, and he kept struggling. Ji Ting stood in front of Song Shu and cast several calming spells on the entertainment committee member before he slowly fell back to his seat.
After a moment, he covered his face and said, "Do you need to apologize for what you did just now?"
A low, cold and suppressed laugh escaped from his throat: "No need, you don't care about us."
Song Shu frowned, and the entertainment committee member looked up, his expression half laughing and half crying: "Song Shu, do you know my name?"
"Or, do you know the names of these people sitting in the classroom and looking at you?"
Song Shu followed the gesture of the cultural and entertainment committee member and went over. Wherever his eyes met, some people lowered their heads, some looked at him. Expectation, disgust, hatred, numbness, and liking mixed together, forming a series of faces with different expressions.
"You don't know. You don't know anything!"
The cultural and entertainment committee member had given up and laughed: "We do all this for you."
"Qinsang said that only in this way could you see us. But in the end, he took all the benefits. You still don't remember us, not even our faces and names."
After saying a lot of useless words, Song Shu was a little impatient: "I don't know, and I don't intend to take responsibility for it. Don't like people like me in the future."
Song Shu said that it was impossible for him to accept the situation with a good temper. He had always thought that this group of people were very weird, and now the biggest weirdo had said that he did all this because he didn't know us.
He is mentally unhealthy and doesn't go to see a doctor. How can you expect him to be a psychologist?
No matter how many times he had imagined being rejected by Song Shu, the effect of these words coming from his own mouth was completely different.
A heart was trampled to pieces, Baby Face, Ji Ting and the surrounding security personnel exchanged glances and watched this farce - weird, puzzled, shocked. This is a public punishment, but also a grand, absurd display of love.
This was their greedy demand on Song Shu.
No matter how others viewed them, at least in the eyes of the cultural and entertainment committee member, he had already determined the nature of this farce.
The air was squeezed thin by the surrounding discussions, and the cultural and entertainment committee member was almost crazy. "Yes, that's right, you don't need to be responsible, and you don't need to feel guilty. You just need to look down on me. I'm very happy that you will always remember me and you will never forget me."
Song Shu: “…”
I really met someone who can feel good when I scold him.
Song Shu has met many people like this. He was a little speechless: "I can't even remember your name and face, why do you think I can't forget you?"
The entertainment committee member froze, and Song Shu continued, "I can't remember, including your names and faces. Ji Ting told me that I have met you, but I have no impression."
"Whether you did these things or not, it won't change my impression of you. Just like now, I still can't remember you."
Song Shu said coldly: "Don't like me anymore, I feel disgusted."
Song Shu didn't want to say anything, no matter how unpleasant the words were, for fear of being scolded by the cultural and entertainment committee member.
The cultural and entertainment committee member sat on the ground with a blank expression, his chest rising and falling with his breathing like the trembling of a dying bird.
Song Shu didn't want to ask any more questions about Qin Sang, but the cultural and entertainment committee member was like a robot that had been broken into pieces and then reassembled and restarted, laughing wildly and crazily: "Song Shu, Sui Yue is dead, and Qin Sang is destined to die too."
There are 12 vampires, and Qin Sang is also a vampire. From the beginning to the end, Qin Sang has been on their hunting list.
555 Knocking the Wooden Fish: [Qin Sang will not die. ]
Song Shu left without stopping and without looking back.
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Song Shu not only failed to find Qin Sang, but also met a bunch of weird and messy people, which made him feel upset.
It was dark and Song Shu couldn't find Qin Sang in the school. He didn't know where to look for her, so he simply went home. When he opened the door, the house was empty and Qin Sang was not there.
Song Shu sighed.
[Didn't you realize that you have already found the murderer and figured out the case, but the game is not over yet.]
Song Shu fell on the sofa and sighed again: "Of course I found out."
Qin Sang is the one who controls everything.
Song Shu knew his brother very well and was also aware of the tactics his brother was good at using at the negotiation table.
In order to avoid maximum responsibility, Qin Sang must not have joined the game. The so-called "teaching" mentioned by the cultural and entertainment committee member is most likely Qin Sang's long-term subtle suggestion.
When did Qin Sang do all this? Why did he do this?
The people in Class A wanted to keep him here, and Qin Sang had the same intention?
Song Shu thought back to everything that had happened since he entered this world until now. Qin Sang was indeed very different from Song Yinxing.
Qin Sang would not help him and would give him ambiguous answers and hints to all his questions.
This might also be part of Qin Sang's plan. After all, if he finds out, the plan will most likely fail.
Song Shu put his fingers over his eyes and sighed again. He couldn't remember how many times he sighed today.
So who is Qin Sang?
Most of the games he traveled through had female protagonists, and the female protagonists had their gender changed. Could it be that Qin Sang was the female protagonist after her gender change?
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