Today is Also a Mudslide That Crosses the World

Shaohan bent her eyes, smiling with a harmless face, but the bottom of her eyes gleamed with mischievousness. Sitting beside him, Xing Yun, who had been watching Shaohan since he raised his hand, said that she could see clearly.

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd, and it was the sound of some girls whimpering and screaming.

There were sighs and jealous murmurs from the boys.

Xing Yun propped her chin with her small hands, and sighed helplessly.

Knowing what he was going to do next, Xing Yun lay down on the table in front of her and buried her face in her arms.

She doesn't really want to expose her identity.

"Professor, when my partner and I were investigating this case, Ankang, the deceased, said that you believed him to be the murderer of this case, but why did you say that you felt that the murderer was someone else from the very beginning? , can you explain?"

"This, this, the Shao team must have misheard. Besides, the deceased has passed away. Who knows if what he said is true or not?"

This is satirizing Shaohan deliberately making him look ugly.

The corners of Shaohan's lips curled up, his eyes flickered with pure and incomprehensible confusion, and he raised the recording pen in his hand:

"But I still have the recording here, do you want everyone to listen to it?"

The old professor's face turned pale with fright, and after a moment of shock, he said, "No, no need, I will explain to the Shao team alone in the future, oops, my heart hurts, today's class is over here, hurry up, hurry up Call 120 to take me to the hospital."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the old professor is faking it.

Shaohan snorted, turned the recorder around in his hand, and stuffed it back into Xingyun's small pink satchel.

Xing Yun carried the recording pen with her, but of course there was no recording file.

In order to let Ankang relax her vigilance, she did not use the recording pen.

Shaohan expected that the old professor would not dare to let him release the recording that would make him notorious in the industry, so he bluffed casually.

Who let this old man talk nonsense and despise his little girl.

Seeing the old professor's excellent performance, which can be called the best actor, Xing Yun burst out laughing.

The dumb hair on the top of Shaohan's head swayed proudly, and when its owner heard Xing Yun's laughter, he also raised his chin, with the words 'I'm good or not' written all over his face, begging for praise, begging A look of praise.

Seeing Shao Han's handsome face triumphantly, Xing Yun stood on tiptoe and rubbed Shao Han's head.

Shaohan narrowed her beautiful blue eyes very much, and bent slightly so that Xingyun would not have to tiptoe.

"This old guy can really talk nonsense. I don't know how he became a professor. I'm afraid he wasn't a pyramid scheme leader in his previous life."

The crowd gradually dispersed, and there were still a few dying little girls who seemed to be discussing whether they should come forward and ask for Shaohan's contact information.

"Let's go, there is still an afternoon!"

Shao Han held Xing Yun's hand with a happy face, and walked out of the classroom door swaggeringly.

Even after noticing the interaction between Xingyun and Shaohan, the few girls who still mustered up the courage to give it a try, were walked past by Shaohan with a pace of disapproval, and naturally ignored them.

"Where to?"

Xingyun tilted her head.

"It's fine to go anywhere, I don't choose, as long as I'm with you."

Xingyun laughed lightly.

"By the way, how did you guess that Ji Xiangyang was in that orphanage? You've never seen Ji Xiangyang before."

Ji Xiangyang never mentioned to anyone in the police department which orphanage he belonged to.

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