Chapter 47

That night, Yao Wuque read out his self-criticism in the center of the hall on the first floor of the Shanhai Squadron's administrative building. His voice was full of emotion and pain.

Two thousand words out of the three thousand words are repentance back and forth, and the remaining one thousand words are written by Zhang Xiaowen's friendship. Among them, he expounds his own mistakes, saying that his sins are heinous, unforgivable, and worthy of death. , and resolutely promise to never commit again, sincerely invite everyone to supervise.

Shen Shanwu had a sour stomach when he heard it, and really wanted to rewrite him, but for Yao Wuque's sake, he graciously let him go.

After all, tomorrow morning he will have to read the review in front of the whole class... Maybe there is more than this review.

After learning the secret of Shen Shanwu's ability, Jiang Huan's initial reaction was curiosity and clinging. When Shen Shanwu was going to kill Yao Wuque, he was very reluctant, but once he was left alone for a while , After the mind gradually calmed down...

Jiang Huan slowly recollected his taste.

A huge sense of shame enveloped him instantly. He remembered that he was watching fairy tales in front of Jiang Tong, sharing the same bed with Jiang Tong countless times, holding Jiang Tong's toes to keep him warm, and letting Jiang Tong take off his pants in front of him. Put a radiant cream on your butt!

Take a bath with Jiang Tong, slap his body defenselessly in front of Jiang Tong, show Jiang Tong the photo of Shen Shanwu standing on the table, and seriously praise Shen Shanwu for Jiang Tong's excellence.

In front of Jiang Tong, he was arguing with his family for Shen Shanwu excitedly, holding the nameplate emotionally and almost burst into tears, and those who knew at a glance that Shen Shanwu had a heart attack...

The most important thing is that on the night when he learned that Shen Shanwu might still be alive, he could not hold back his revived body and entered Ziwei in the bathroom. He thought it was impossible for a sleeping child to know what he did, but if that Not an ordinary child at all, but a mutant whose five senses are far superior to ordinary people and does not need sleep?

Will he not know?

So from six o'clock to ten o'clock, Jiang Huan never appeared in front of Shen Shanwu again, and he even ate dinner in a deliberately staggered way.

Shen Shanwu could probably guess the reason, so he didn't bother Jiang Huan alone to doubt his life, he just locked the door and called out the wolf dog, and briefly recounted the events of the night, saying ashamed: "I'm not careful enough... …”

The wolf dog didn't know how to describe the mood at this time. He took a deep breath, pulled Shen Shanwu and went to the prophet.

Sitting on the sofa and listening to the wolf dog's yelling, the prophet didn't even look surprised at all, the corner of his mouth was always hooked with a small smile, and his leisurely and elegant manner made the wolf dog sip water.

This month, the mutants, for the convenience of communication, simply organized a seven-storey apartment and lived in the upper and lower floors. All gathered in the prophet's house.

Naturally, Shen Shanwu did a ten-minute self-examination in front of everyone, omitting everyone's names, only saying that his things were not put away, and took all the responsibility on him.

He was prepared to be beaten long before he came, but he didn't expect that after he finished speaking, he only got a yawn from milk tea.

"..." You are wrong. Shen Shanwu looked around in amazement, and even Hugo, who was most hostile to humans, didn't respond.

The president waved his hand and said, "The Prophet has given us a vaccination, saying that something is wrong with the top students these days, and then we have passionately insulted you for many rounds while you were away."

"I'm about to raise your ashes." Milk Tea added.

"The prophet also said that apart from that, he has not foreseen any major changes in the near future." The president was wearing a shirt and trousers, his tie was meticulously tied, and he was wearing a standard president's attire. He folded his hands on his lap and said calmly: " It also means that the person in your mouth will keep secrets for us and is a trustworthy person."

Shen Shanwu raised a faint smile, "Of course he will."

Milk Tea blinked beside the executioner, "Captain Jiang is so obsessed with our high-caliber students that he is fascinated to death. Last time, the touching scene of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl's meeting on the corpse bridge... Right? I also believe that he can't leak secrets."

"I don't believe that person." Hugo said suddenly, he raised his eyes to meet Shen Shanwu's eyes, paused and said, "But I believe in the prophet..."

"So your life is saved." The executioner concluded.

The movement of his hands did not stop while he was speaking.

The Tibetans couldn't keep up with the speed of everyone's speech, and then they simply stopped listening. His attention was all attracted by the executioner's game, and he kept staring curiously.

Only the wolf dog looked like he was out of state. He looked around and couldn't figure it out. He said angrily, "When did you breathe? Why didn't I know? Did you deliberately not tell me, Prophet?"

"Didn't I tell you?" The Prophet smiled. "I thought I told you."

"...you did it on purpose!!!"

At some point, the president sneaked up to Shen Shanwu and asked, "You only told Jiang Huan about your personal abilities? Didn't you tell him about us?"

"No, definitely not." Shen Shanwu quickly assured.

Hearing this, the president showed a regretful expression, "Hey, when can I accidentally tell others about my abilities, only you know my awesome abilities, and the key point is that you also have abilities. I don't envy me either. This feeling... It's like a serial killer planned a perfect crime, but no one knows about it. It's too painful! I also want to pretend to be forceful, and I also want to wander under the amazed eyes of human beings , surrounded by admiring gazes."

"Your analogy is very wrong. It can be compared with carrying treasures, but no one knows."

"Your metaphor is too ordinary to describe one-tenth of the anguish I feel in my heart, or the serial murderer is more exaggerated, and I get goosebumps when I hear it."

"No, you'll just hear it and conclude that you're a pervert."

President: "..."

"Student." The prophet suddenly called Shen Shanwu's name and waved, "I have one more thing to tell you."

The president kicked Shen Shanwu's knee viciously, "Go, bastard."

Shen Shanwu walked quickly to the Prophet's side and heard him say: "Since this morning, the anxiety that has been lingering in my heart has suddenly disappeared, as if it is an omen that the problems that trouble us will soon be solved."

"..." Of course Shen Shanwu knew what this meant, and he said happily: "You mean, the problem of the new mutants will be solved immediately?"

"Yes, but don't you think it's too coincidental at this time?" The Prophet rolled his eyes and hooked his lips: "I think the solution will most likely have something to do with your one."

Shen Shanwu couldn't help frowning, "Jiang Huan, do you mean to seek Jiang Huan's help? But I don't really want to involve him."

The Prophet didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile, Shen Shanwu frowned, and clearly understood that this was not a question of whether he wanted to or not, it was the Prophet's hunch that it was there, and it was bound to happen.

"But in doing so, I will surely reveal more information about mutants to him. He is very smart, and I am worried..."

"I'm not worried, what are you worried about?" The Prophet laughed. "After so many years, you still don't know that my feeling is very effective?"

"...If you weren't a prophet, just relying on your stinky fortune-telling tone under the overpass, I would definitely burn down your shop."

The Prophet smiled happily, and after a few more conversations, he stood up to see the guest, "Go back quickly, Jiang Huan can't find you, so I have to worry."

The president quickly stopped him and said, "Let's go now? Stay and play cards, there are three missing and one."

"Our hero is going back to do business. When the new mutant comes, let him fight you."

Shen Shanwu was embarrassed to say that Jiang Huan was shy now, so he probably didn't have time to pay attention to him. The wolf dog sent him back to where he came from, and then left scoldingly, leaving Shen Shanwu to lie on his back on the bed and think about life.

It was already deep in the night. He tossed and turned twice on the bed. Taking advantage of the moonlight, he had the urge to attack Jiang Huan at night. heard movement in the hallway.

He immediately lay back down again.

The sound of footsteps outside the door ranged from far to near, and finally stopped slowly in front of his room. Shen Shanwu closed his eyes and tried to simulate an image of being awakened from a light sleep, and then went to open the door in a daze. He was almost pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, but the person outside the door still didn't make a sound, let alone knock on the door.

"..." Shen Shanwu waited patiently for another five minutes, and finally couldn't bear to pick up the clothes he had just ordered from the Prophet, quickly put them on, and flipped out the ring that was hidden in the drawer again, tidy up and got up. Opened the door.

Outside the door, Jiang Huan was wearing pajamas and a black cloak to keep warm. He kept raising one hand to knock on the door. His face was hidden in the shadows, like a silent sculpture. It's for assassination.

Shen Shanwu reluctantly held his wrist and put the person in, then locked the door with his backhand.

"If I don't come out to pick you up, are you going to stand outside the door all night?"

"...No, I'm about to knock on the door." Jiang Huan said with his eyes closed. As for how long he will prepare, he will say another. He looked at the dark night light by the bedside, "Brother, that..."

"Um?"

"..."

Shen Shanwu lay on the bed, looked at Jiang Huan quietly and intently, and asked again: "Huh?"

"...One month from now, Wuyou City will hold the annual conference of representatives of domestic bases. The organizer's executives intend to invite mutant representatives to participate anonymously." Because of the seriousness of the topic, Jiang Huan's tone became serious, "You have got Any news about it?"

"Invite us? Are you so daring?" Shen Shanwu sat up straight, "...That's right, it's the style of worry-free city, so they will build an official dance hall, and anyone can enter as long as they give money, and their identity is also irrelevant. Check... I'll tell the other mutants about it."

"Okay." Jiang Huan nodded, and the two fell into a long silence again.

I don't know what to say, I'm embarrassed to say anything, but I don't want to leave, I'd rather stay together in embarrassment.

Okay, it seems that tonight is a business night, Shen Shanwu sighed, "Jiang Huan, we mutants have something here and want to ask for your help."

Jiang Huan immediately turned to look at him, his eyes were clear, "You said."

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