The Underworld Detective

I opened my eyes. Is he trying to cheat again?

Deng Chao continued: "I didn't get the answer to one of the questions, so the test failed! ”

The classmate who sent me the answer said, "Ah, I've got the wrong number, Song Yang, I'm sorry! ”

I bite my teeth so hard, this is simply blowing my hair for defects, then suddenly there was a yellow smoke in the sealed browsing room, and the hostages inside coughed so hard, I shouted: “This is poison gas, everybody out! ”

Then I grabbed a guardrail and smashed it hard against the glass, and the glass in the classic browsing room was tempered, smashing it a few times before it barely cracked, and a few of my classmates already couldn't help but fall on the floor.

Shouting, the glass broke and the stinging gas spread. Fortunately, Wang Dali arrived. He carried the gas mask I had prepared in advance and shouted: “Song Yang, go on! ”

I took the bag, put one on quickly, then pulled the hole out and drilled in through it.

Inside, the visibility was extremely low, and I activated the eye of the hole to find the hostages, put on the gas mask, and walked over and opened the window. After some gas dissipated, I took a scissors from the counter and untied them, and I noticed the numbers on their backs in paint, which seemed to be the next test tip.

I was asked, “Can we go? ”

They had been tied up for too long, their hands and feet had been paralyzed, and with extreme mental panic, I had to go out one by one, and four students had inhaled too much poison gas to return to the sky.

When he got them all out, Wang Dali asked, "What do the numbers on their backs mean, the codes? ”

I took a rough glance, and some of the numbers were the same, and some were different, counting a total of four numbers - “4," “7," “0," and "2."

I asked their grades and immediately understood that the students in the first grade wrote "2” behind them, “4” in the second grade, “0” in the third grade, “7” in the fourth grade and “2407” in combination.

I said, "It's a classroom number! Harry, you stay and take care of them. I'll be there! ”

Wang Dali worried: “Yong Zi, be careful! ”

I left a box of obscene dan for Wang Dali to put a capsule in everyone. Although I can't medicate the symptoms, it also has a certain detoxification effect, at least until the medical personnel come in.

Teachers and students outside did not know what was going on inside, saw me run out and followed me without saying a word.

They complained about me, but what happened this morning turned everyone into a bird of shock and they never dared to leave me.

Huang Xiaotao sent a message on the way: “Two things, Bai Lei was rescued by Song Xingsheng! Also, I just contacted White Ray's secretary, who was initially reluctant to reveal her schedule for today, and then I identified myself when she said that White Ray was signing a contract in Australia. ”

I grinned, “There's something wrong with this white thunder. ”

Huang Xiaotao asked: “Are we going to get him? ”

I stopped: "No, ask Song Xingsheng to take him to Teaching Building 2, I'm on my way! ”

Huang Xiaotao said: "Song Xingxing is not in danger? ”

And I said, "I'm not sure if White Thunder is Deng Chao himself or his accomplice. Since he chose to disguise himself, he would not be easily exposed. As long as Song Xingsheng did not know, he would be fine. Isn't it a reasonable arrangement to send him to us? ”

Huang Xiaotao said: "Okay, I'll let him know! ”

I said, "By the way, put some ambulances on standby outside the school. Several students were poisoned. I'll pick them up at the library as soon as I catch Deng Chao. I'm letting Wang take care of them. ”

I came to room 407 of the second teaching building, the door of the classroom was hidden, and as soon as I pushed the door open, the horn in the classroom had rang, and the voice of Deng Chao was heard again: “Song Yang, this is your sixth test, I wrote the title on the drawing board, you have 10 minutes to answer. ”

I looked at the blackboard, and there was a line of numbers on it. Is this math?

This explanation is so brief, it is clear that Deng Chao still has the backhand.

I came to the blackboard, and the numbers on it were: "1, 2, 3, 6, 7, 8, 14, 15, 30”, followed by a small line: “Remove a number and let the above arrays be officially established. ”

And I frowned and I thought, "Series is the last thing I've ever done. I didn't pass in high school. I watched it for half a day, and a classmate came up and said," Can't you see that? Just remove the eight. ”

As he reached out to get the blackboard wiped, I was a psychic and shouted, “Don't touch it! ”

But it was too late, when his hand grabbed the blackboard rubbing moment, suddenly a needle came out of the inside and penetrated his back, the classmate screamed, covering his hand to suck.

Turns out there was a small organ on the blackboard, and only slight pressure would stab a needle, which I think is definitely not a simple trick, because the blood on the needle is black and it's poisoned.

I grabbed the classmate's hand and said, "You're poisoned, don't suck it with your mouth! ”

He panicked and said, “You must save me! ”

I told him to take off his clothes, roll up his sleeves, and I tore his clothes into strips, tightening his veins. Then I pulled a silver needle out of his arms and told him to take off his shoes. I stabbed him with a needle through the two holes of his blood sea and spring, which slowed the blood flow.

Five minutes later, Deng Chao's voice was heard again in the horn: "Song Yang, you are very poisoned now, but don't be afraid, I won't let you die so easily. There are two little balls in the drawer at the table, the blue balls represent the entrepreneur White Thunder, the red balls represent the children, please choose one that throws out the window, the corresponding hostage will die, and you will get the antidote, if you do not make a choice in five minutes, then the hostages will die, and you will also die of poison, are you choosing a very influential entrepreneur for your life, or are you choosing innocent poor children? ”

Obviously, this was recorded in advance. Deng Chao didn't expect me to escape a hijacking, not to mention that the weights on his hands had expired, so this test is no longer meaningful.

I picked up the blue ball and was about to throw it. The school leader outside ran in and said: "Song Yang, you can't do this! If White Ray dies, the entire economic circle of East China will suffer..."

Before he finished, I threw the ball away, and the school leader's face instantly turned into frosted eggplant.

The principal shouted at me and said, "How can you be so hasty? Do you know the consequences of your decision? Can human life be measured by additions or subtractions? ”

I am in a very bad mood right now, coldly saluting: “Of course, human life is not measured by subtraction, but by money. White Ray was an honorary alumni of my school, and he donated billions of dollars to the school, so he was way more important than those kids, than this poisoned classmate, right? ”