Chapter 45 Long Vacation

Chapter 45 Long Vacation

Obviously knowing the nature of her father's work, Fu Yi looked at Huai Shi with strange eyes, "Did you commit a crime during the summer vacation?"

"……kindness."

Huai Shi nodded, not knowing what to say.

Fu Yi didn't ask any more questions, just said: "There's no need to be afraid of him, he's just used to being rough, and doesn't know that little...tactful.

Probably everyone who has been on the battlefield is like this. No matter how good they think in their hearts, they are always unlikable. "

After wandering around for a while, she received a text message from the student union's meeting, and she returned to her quiet ladylike appearance and left.

Huai Shi stayed alone in the piano room until evening self-study time.

According to the crow's instructions, he took the medicine, and then practiced the piano for several hours to complete today's meditation.

He felt that with the development of his body, the fluctuation of the source quality became more and more abundant, and he expected to reach the peak soon, right?

Soon, after the development period is over, he can start preparing for the stigmata. The crow said that when the time comes, he will choose a pedigree and type that is perfect for him.

Definitely a lot of money again...

Thinking of this, Huai Shi has a headache, but now he seems to have gradually gotten used to this heavy daily routine.

Practicing the piano, spanking with classmates, fishing, coping with the teacher's inspection, making some mistakes, receiving some reprimands, meditating, posting sand sculptures, drawing cards in mobile games without krypton for free, doing homework, taking grade exams, taking time to complete the astronomical meeting work, reading the records of the Book of Fate, preparing for the college entrance examination...

There are too many things to do if you count them carefully.

Even though there are many unsatisfactory things, there are many things that seem unnecessary, but this is the precious life he has had so far through his own efforts.

Even if it's hard work, he's happy with it.

Then, he left early before evening self-study.

Just kidding, I finally got the privilege, do I still have to stay up until 9 o'clock every day to catch the last bus and ride a shared bicycle home?

Now I am a man who can afford a monthly bus ticket!

Carrying the piano case on her shoulders, Huai Shi walked around the front of the teaching building deliberately, humming a song, met the envious eyes of her classmates, and swaggered out from the school gate.

Then he was stopped by the porter.

"Huaishi, right?"

The uncle doorman who was playing with his mobile phone also had a little impression of him, and pointed to the doorman: "There is your courier... I'm not an example. This is not a collection point. Next time, I will directly notify your class teacher to come and pick it up."

"What?" Huai Shi was taken aback, and followed his fingers to look at the pile of express boxes in the corner of the concierge.

do not know why.

The hairs stood on end.

If there is any real chill, it climbed from his heels to the back of his head, tap danced on his shoulders, and finally stepped on his eyebrows to the top of his head, pulling his hair and whirling with a grinning smile, blowing in his ear Laughter like cold wind.

He barely steadied himself and staggered back.

"What's the matter?" The concierge glanced at him and shook his head, "Forget it, I'll bring it to you."

"etc!"

Huai Shi stretched out her hand and grabbed his wrist, the uncle froze for a moment, stopped on the spot, looked back at him in astonishment, unexpectedly his arm was hurt by a kid.

"Sorry, I can do it myself."

Huai Shi pulled him to the spot with some impoliteness, took off the piano case, walked into the concierge, squatted down and looked at the courier with her name written on it.

Amidst the clutter of the TV on the wall, he faintly heard the ticking sound coming from the box.

So crisp.

Huai Shi squatted on the ground, motionless, and remained silent for a long time, until the porter urged him several times impatiently, then slowly got up, pulled him out of the door almost roughly, ignored what he was saying, took out the He picked up his cell phone and dialed Chief Fu's number.

"Hello? I'm Huai Shi." Huai Shi looked up at the monitor outside the door, "Director Fu, you can see me, right?"

"What are you thinking, kid?" The middle-aged man suppressed his anger, "I'm the director of the special affairs department, don't you have nothing to do and watch the surveillance camera spying on you all day long?"

"Forget it." Huai Shi sighed, "You always come to the school, bring someone with you, it's best to have an explosion-proof expert... The school is going to blow up, literally."

"What's the matter? What's the matter? What are you doing!"

Director Fu was startled immediately, and answered all the three questions about life.

After reacting, I heard a messy voice over there: "Ten minutes! You wait! Just stay where you are, don't move anything!"

The phone hangs up.

Huai Shi called Ai Qing again, and after reporting her own situation, she quietly dragged the guard to wait a dozen meters away from the gatehouse.

Of course, whether the doorman is willing or not is another matter. The middle seems to have attracted the attention of many people, including the patrolling security guards and the teachers who are going to self-study.

Soon, the noise stopped abruptly in front of one big black car after another.

The men with long guns and short guns filed out of the carriage, followed by Director Fu who jumped down wearing body armor, and walked directly to Huai Shi.

"Where is the thing?"

Huai Shi pointed in the direction of the concierge, Director Fu waved his hand without further wording, and two lumbering figures wrapped in explosion-proof suits rushed into the concierge pushing the explosion-proof ball on the trolley.

Soon, sad news came over the intercom.

Director Fu's face became more and more ugly, he glared at Huai Shi, and waved his hand to signal everyone to back away for a long distance again.

Not long after, two experts who took off their helmets came out, their hair cluttered to their foreheads and sweat dripping from their chins.

"solved."

They put hands on each other to take off the heavy protective clothing for each other, and then showed Director Fu the box lying in the explosion-proof ball. In the box that was cut open, the countdown had stopped at one and a half hours on the ghost thing that was bundled together with dense cables and circuit boards.

"It looks quite ordinary."

Director Fu didn't take a closer look, he reached into the urn with one hand, took them out, and weighed them in his hand, so scared that he almost stopped breathing.

It's Ai Qing.

She was sitting in a wheelchair, handling dangerous objects that could blow herself up into the sky: "What about the trigger type?"

"Two types, a combination of triggering and timing. When the box is opened, it will explode when the time comes. The explosives are ordinary mine explosives, and their power is relatively low. They will probably only push the porter flat."

The expert took a breath and sat on the ground smoking a cigarette, "If it is opened in a classroom or something, the consequences will be worrisome."

"..."

Director Fu put his hands behind his back and didn't speak, the veins in his hands behind his back popped up.

"It has become a vicious public safety incident." Ai Qing rubbed her eyebrows with some nerve-wracking, "Who sent it here?"

Soon, the monitoring on the road will display the delivery person's track on the screen.

A man with a hunched waist in a hat and an old clothes from Northern Express, but he doesn't look like a courier at all, his steps are a bit staggering, and he walks with a limp.

He hid his face under the brim of his hat from beginning to end, so he couldn't see his face clearly. After giving things to the guard, he rode away on his bicycle.

Just before leaving, as if provocative, he raised his head and glanced at the monitor.

Revealing the distorted face with tragic burns.

It vaguely retains the amiable appearance of the past.

Grinning happily.

To everyone present.

There is no need to recall, as long as you see that face, everyone present who has experienced the turmoil half a month ago will be able to recognize it.

That was the nominal leader of the Saviors...

"Wang Hai?!"

Director Fu's eyes widened in disbelief, "He's still alive?"

"Now it seems that there is indeed nothing wrong with being alive." Ai Qing glanced coldly at the smug smile on the screen, "And there is still room to challenge us."

Soon, the brief discussion was over.

There is no doubt that this is a provocation against the Special Affairs Department and the Astronomical Society. A remnant of the Savior Society dares to carry out attacks in Xinhai. .

At this point, there is no other option but to kill these grandsons.

From this moment on, the Special Affairs Department has been in full swing, and soon, the eyeliner who has been inserted into every corner of Xinhai will start searching for all traces of Wang Hai. Once any clues are found, a group of friends eager to wait The elder brother will drop from the sky with long guns and short cannons and start teaching him how to be a man.

From the beginning to the end, Huai Shi sat on the steps with a calm expression.

Nothing was said.

Just silence.

As if in a daze, it took a long time before she came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream, and looked at Ai Qing beside her: "Is it over?"

"It may just be the beginning."

Ai Qing shrugged, "Don't put too much pressure on me. People from the Special Affairs Department will send you back first. Take a good rest tonight. I'll let you know if there's any news."

"kindness."

Huai Shi nodded, and didn't say anything else, but after walking for two steps, she seemed to remember it, and she turned around and asked, "By the way, can you help me with the formalities for asking for leave?"

"Um?"

Ai Qing froze for a moment, saw his eyes, sighed and nodded for a long time.

"Thanks."

Huai Shi smiled, didn't say anything else, just picked up the piano case, and took a last look at the school that had returned to calm, and the lights of the piano room in the distance.

Seeing Fu Yi's shadow from that window, she looked at herself from a distance, so Huai Shi waved her hand.

wave goodbye.

After a long time, he looked away, turned and left.

"I'm back."

Amidst the sharp sound of the door bolt rubbing against each other, Huai Shi pushed open the door of the Stone Marrow Pavilion. Although there was no one waiting for him in the courtyard, he still called out as if he was going home.

The iron gate slowly closed behind him, as if in response.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a crow standing on the table in the hall beside the boiling cauldron, waving its wings towards Huai Shi.

"Dalang, drink your medicine."

"Didn't you already drink today's drink this morning?" Huai Shi walked over, picked up a test tube on the table, and drank it down in one gulp.

"An extra meal, by the way, according to your current situation, adjust the formula in the potion."

After Crow finished explaining, he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he tilted his head curiously and looked at Huai Shi in front of him, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"What's wrong?" Huai Shi was puzzled.

"No, I'm just thinking—if it's normal, why would you respond when you hear Dalang taking medicine?" Crow asked, "Did something happen, Huai Shi?"

Huai Shi was silent.

After a long time, he shook his head slowly, turned and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

"Nothing happened." He turned his back to the crow and whispered, "I'm going to sleep, good night."

Close the door, take off your coat, and shake off your shoes.

Huai Shi lay on the bed, staring blankly at the cracks on the wall, as if in a daze, and buried her face in the pillow regretfully for a long time.

"Damn, I'm so weak..."

.

On the branch outside the window, the crow staring at all this did not go in to comfort anything.

"Looks like I lost badly."

She narrowed her eyes, "The collection of stigmata materials has to be put on the agenda..."

Contemplating the next plan and the things to be prepared, she returned to the table in the hall, and wrote and drew in her notebook to remember things.

Then came the long night.

Huai Shi's new semester, as well as the peaceful life he longed for, hastily came to an end.

He is on vacation.