No matter how capable the Han family is, they can't get traffic surveillance in the first place.
Unlike four-wheeled vehicles, motorcycles are extremely convenient and fast when traveling on the road.
Soon, Han Zemu and Song Qiqi shook off the pursuers behind them.
As planned, they came to an inconspicuous toilet, threw their things into the trash can, and took off their black clothes.
They became young boys and girls again.
Then they rushed to school without stopping.
By the time they arrived at school, Song Qiqi's excitement had completely subsided.
Only then did she realize that their behavior had too many loopholes. With the current developed transportation system, they would be discovered as long as they called the police.
Thinking of this, Song Qiqi called Song Erer without saying a word.
Now, I can only trouble my second sister.
She couldn't drag Han Zemu into this because of her instigation.
After explaining Han Zemu's affairs, Song Er'er on the other end of the phone did not blame Song Qiqi. He also said that these things would be handled and he trusted Song Qiqi throughout the whole process.
After hanging up the phone, Song Erer called Sheng Chengxiao.
When Han's father's assistant went to investigate, he found that many of the surveillance cameras at the intersection had minor problems and were unable to track the suspect.
The assistant was skeptical, but had no choice but to report it.
Han's father stood outside the box with a gloomy expression.
"So capable? Who is it?"
Such a childish behavior and a powerful background made it difficult for him to identify the object of his suspicion.
"Mr. Han, this matter has to..." The assistant's voice became smaller and smaller.
"Is it really impossible to find any clues over there?" Father Han really couldn't believe that the other party's background could be so powerful that it covered the Z world of Demon City.
The assistant lowered his head and said, "I went to the leaders who have a good relationship with you, but they all said they can't do anything."
Father Han's face was very ugly, and he clenched his hands tightly. "Am I going to suffer this loss in silence?"
"Not only has the building's image been ruined, but I've also been embarrassed in public!"
Han's father was angry again.
He glanced at Han Xiuning standing aside.
"How's the investigation going on your end?"
Han Xiuning replied, "We're already retrieving the purchase and rental records of motorcycle models from recent years, and even the recent purchase records of water guns. I also had someone enlarge the portraits of the two people frame by frame, but because they were wearing black clothes and helmets, we couldn't capture their facial features."
Father Han snorted coldly, "It sounds like they're investigating seriously, but in reality, they haven't found anything yet?! Are you laughing at me too?"
"Mr. Han, I dare not." Han Xiuning lowered his head.
"This matter must be investigated thoroughly, otherwise, you can forget about holding this position!" Han's father issued a final ultimatum to Han Xiuning.
The assistant was trembling beside him.
Every time Mr. Han is unhappy with something, he always blames Mr. Han and says these words that make people lose all their energy and feel powerless and angry.
They are obviously father and son, but they act like enemies.
The assistant was confused.
Han Xiuning pursed his lips and said, "I understand."
"By the way, how far have you and the daughter of the Lan family progressed?" Father Han narrowed his eyes and asked about his relationship status.
This matter is a marriage led by two families, and they are currently in the stage of mutual affection.
Han Xiuning lowered his head. "We used to get along well, but she's been much colder lately."
Father Han sighed, "You can't even handle a woman! You're useless!"
Han Xiuning's eyes twitched, but he suppressed his emotions.
"You have to take care of these two things in the near future. Oh, and your good brother. I haven't seen him for a few years, and he's still in that bad temper. I went to see him out of kindness, but he's offended me time and time again. You have to teach him a lesson. If he's still like this next time I go see him, don't blame me for taking my anger out on you."
After saying this, Father Han entered the private room.
The assistant followed closely behind, leaving Han Xiuning standing alone in the hall with a gloomy look on his face.
......
Noble school.
Han Zemu and Song Qiqi were late for a class.
The two walked on the campus.
Song Qiqi, who had escaped the pursuers, should have been in a relaxed mood, but her face looked extremely heavy.
When she arrived at school, she thought of her third sister again.
Whenever I think of my third sister, I can't stop crying.
Han Zemu noticed her emotions and suggested, "How about we go to the secret base for a while? You can cry if you want."
Song Qiqi sniffed and nodded.
It just so happened that both of them had physical education classes during these two periods. They came to a secluded place that ordinary people would not go to, leaned against the wall, felt the cold wind, and looked at the sunless sky.
Song Qiqi's eyes gradually turned red and she finally started sobbing.
"Do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes?" Han Zemu saw that Song Qiqi was not in a good mood and was immersed in random thoughts. He was afraid that she would be unable to get out of her emotions again.
"Where did you get the roasted sweet potatoes?" Song Qiqi asked in confusion with red eyes.
"Teachers' dormitory building." Han Zemu said.
Song Qiqi pursed her lips and said nothing, but Han Zemu completely understood.
The two of them rushed to the teachers' dormitory building, which was the same dormitory as before.
"Why do you always go to this teacher's room?"
"She is our English teacher. She dresses very gorgeously every day, has a unique teaching style, and treats her students like friends. I only like her class, but she especially likes sweet potatoes. Only I know this." Han Zemu's mouth curled up.
Song Qiqi was puzzled, "Why?"
"Because she would fart in class."
"Ah...?" Song Qiqi's eyes were wide, as if she didn't expect the topic to turn here.
Moreover, this is in stark contrast to the English teacher's highly educated image.
"When I first discovered it, I was just as shocked as you. After that, every time the teacher farted, I would grumble and blame it on a bully boy in the class."
"However, he's been wrongly accused and recently planned to transfer schools. Although I'm doing this to help the people, if the teacher continues to lie, I don't know who to blame."
When Han Zemu talked about this, there was a hint of ruffian smile on his face.
It seemed that he had returned to the way he was when Song Qiqi first saw him.
Song Qiqi opened her mouth slightly, her attention diverted.
"Then let's leave a note here for the teacher, asking her not to eat so many sweet potatoes, otherwise you won't be able to help her in the future." She suggested with a curved eyebrow.
Han Zemu washed the three sweet potatoes and smiled. "Leaving a note would be like admitting guilt. The teacher would be doubly frightened: the fart being discovered, and the fear of someone breaking into the dormitory."
Song Qiqi frowned and fell into deep thought.
"Just leave it under the door. I'll write it now."
After she said that, she picked up a homework book at random, opened the last page, tore off the paper, and wrote with her left hand.
Consider yourself flawless.
Han Zemu chuckled and shook his head, letting her do as she pleased.
After doing this, the two restored the dormitory to its original state and returned to the secret base.
They didn't know that not long after they left, an urban beauty returned to the dormitory. When she saw the contents of the paper on the ground, she made a sharp explosion.
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