An Moxue left Dean Fang's office and returned to the classroom. It wasn't time for class yet, but when the students saw her return, a large group of students, both boys and girls, immediately surrounded her.
"An, what does the teacher want to talk to you about?"
An Moxue smiled and said, "The matter of the exam paper has been investigated and clarified. The principal asked me to inform him of the results and the handling of the matter."
"Did Feng Jiaojiao really switch your test paper?"
An Moxue glanced at her and said calmly, "Yes, the notice will be posted this afternoon. You will see the investigation results, my and her test papers, and the disciplinary actions taken against the relevant personnel in the school magazine. After reading it, you will have a clear understanding of everything."
Just then, the teacher walked in and said to the students surrounding An Moxue, "Class is about to start, please return to your seats."
The crowd dispersed reluctantly, some even showing regret, having only asked the beginning and not yet gotten any specific details!
An Moxue found it amusing to watch them like this; gossip truly knows no age, no gender, and no educational background.
By the time school ended in the afternoon, thanks to the deliberate spread of information by Hu Zi and Xiao Shan Zi, many people knew that the investigation into An Mo Xue's exam paper incident had yielded results, which were also posted in the school magazine. At the same time, the news that An Mo Xue was suspected of being a murderer and that Feng Jiao Jiao had stolen and switched her exam paper spread throughout the school.
The next day at school, people who recognized her pointed and whispered about her as they passed by.
As soon as she reached a resting spot, she saw several people rushing towards her, shouting as they ran: "Murderer, shameless! Give back the lives of our teacher and his family of three!"
"You little vixen who killed someone, you deserve to die a horrible death. How dare you still have the nerve to attend classes at school? Go to the police station and turn yourself in, or just find a secluded place to commit suicide. What face do you have left to live?"
As they spoke, the group reached An Moxue's side and began to punch and kick her. But An Moxue wouldn't give them a chance. She struck with her right hand, left hand, and right foot simultaneously. Before they could react, they were all knocked to the ground, unable to get up and groaning in pain.
People who came upon hearing the noise looked at each other, dumbfounded.
An Moxue ignored them and addressed the people on the ground, saying, "Very well, the police haven't even accused me of murder and are coming to arrest me, yet you're jumping around like this. You're more powerful than the police. I don't care who you are, what your motives are, or who gave you any benefits. Now, I'm telling you, you're in trouble. I am the orphan of a martyr, and I've received numerous awards from the government and the military. You've openly insulted and slandered me, which constitutes a crime. Go to the police station and tell them! You'll be waiting behind bars." As An Moxue spoke, she twisted the hands of several people behind their backs, took out a rope from her backpack, tied them up, and dragged them to the security team.
The people at the scene listened to the cursing and saw An Moxue occasionally snapping at those who insulted her. A group of people were forcibly led away by her. For some reason, some people thought of the scene a few days ago when she tied up three teachers and went to the principal. No matter how they thought about it, it was ruthless, but for some reason, they felt very satisfied!
Those three teachers are still being held at the police station. The announcement this afternoon stated that they have been dismissed from their positions as employees of the school.
I can't believe it. Seeing such a beautiful female classmate, she was so ruthless. I must be more careful in the future.
An Moxue disappeared without a trace, and the crowd dispersed automatically. However, everyone who witnessed her beating people was filled with fear. It happened so fast; in the blink of an eye, several people were all taken down. Among those people were three burly men who looked like they were not to be trifled with.
After handing the person over to the police, An Moxue returned to class. However, halfway through the class, the police came with an arrest warrant and wanted to arrest her, saying they suspected her of murder to vent her anger.
The fact that the police officers were brought there by their teacher undoubtedly confirms that they are indeed police officers.
Now, even those who didn't believe she had committed murder are looking at her differently. How could the government and police be wrong?
What's more, they presented an arrest warrant!
That means An Moxue really did kill someone!!!
Really?
However, some classmates who saw her hitting and arresting people at noon believed it again. If she didn't have any fighting skills and was just an ordinary girl, then naturally she couldn't have killed anyone.
But if she has excellent skills, then anything is possible!
Were they frightened by their own thoughts?
But there are many contradictions. How do you explain them?
The class was interrupted, and An Moxue didn't want to disturb others, so she asked, "Which police station are you from? Do you have work IDs?"
Several police officers were infuriated by her composure. One of the youngest officers said, "We've already issued an arrest warrant, and you're still so arrogant? You want to see our work IDs? You don't deserve it!"
An Moxue remained indifferent, saying, "Oh! I just suspect you're fake, so the arrest warrant is obviously fake too! After all, some spies are still very rampant, even more so than the masters of our country. If it's real, then show it to us all. Once we can distinguish the real from the fake, I'll naturally go with you."
An older policeman standing next to the young officer said, "I hope you'll come with us after you've finished reading this, otherwise we'll take strong measures to arrest you."
An Moxue replied with a smile, "Okay!"
The men glared at her angrily, but still pulled out their IDs. When did they ever need to show their IDs to people when they were on duty?
The group recalled what the director had told them when they left, and his specific mention of making sure they brought their identification. Could it be that he had anticipated this situation?
An Moxue took the ID and read it aloud word by word: "Qianzhi Avenue Police Station, Gou Fugui." After reading it, she muttered, "How come this has the same surname as that Teacher Gou who went in?" Then she looked at the policeman and said, "He does look a bit like Teacher Gou, especially his face shape and nose."
Although An Moxue was muttering, her voice was not quiet at all. Especially in the quiet classroom, the students could hear her clearly and couldn't help but look at her. And when they looked, well! The more they looked, the more she resembled that Teacher Gou. In particular, the surname Gou is very rare, so the students and teachers naturally started to think a lot.
An Moxue continued reading and then read aloud: "Qianzhi Avenue Police Station, Huang Youliang. He shares the same surname as that teacher Huang who went in, but they don't look alike. However, they have similar builds, both short, round, and ugly."
The students couldn't help but laugh as they listened to her earnest but not pleasant words. However, this Officer Huang's figure was exactly the same as that Teacher Huang's.
He was so angry that he saw stars, but was stopped by the police officers nearby.
An Moxue continued to look at the documents and read out the names, ignoring their anger.
After reading the last one, she glanced at Wei Hucheng subtly. Seeing that he had caught her hint, she said, "Oh my, you're really flattering me. So many police officers have come. I wonder how many people are in your police station in total?"
The students were furious, and just when they thought An Moxue was about to cause some more trouble, she said, "Let's go!" and then leisurely left the classroom.
Looking at her like that, anyone who didn't know better would think she was the mistress and they were her servants!
Bah! Feudal dynasties perished long ago!
The police officers looked at each other in bewilderment; they hadn't even handcuffed the officers yet!
Why did you just let her leave like that?
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