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Chapter 125 Clive College (8)
When waking up from the dream, Xiao Lan's mood remained happy, and the smile on the corner of his mouth also continued from the dream to the reality.
It turns out that Luo's name was chosen by himself?
It has to be said that this method of naming a word by flipping a book at random really has Xiao Lan's personal style.
Xiao Lan thought of Luo's speechless and choked expression at that time, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up a little.
Perhaps Luo should be thankful that there were cultural books such as archaeology on the table at that time, not "Postpartum Care of Sows", "Tractor Driving Techniques" and the like.
Xiao Lan's gaze fell on her wrist, where there is still a scar left from the burn in the past.
During that time, he encountered too many things, and he was in a hurry. He couldn't remember the details of the wound. He only remembered that it seemed to be bandaged at the time, and then he was confused.
Thinking about it now, how could the wound heal smoothly with the rough bandaging technique I used back then.
It turned out that Luo helped him bandage it.
I don't know what happened after that to make them what they are now.
Xiao Lan looked at the ceiling.
He was still in a good mood, and even seeing the handwriting composed of water stains on the ceiling again did not affect his mood.
On the ceiling, the handwriting composed of water stains is different from yesterday's:
[she killed him]
【I can't take it anymore】
There is no specific explanation for "she" and "he" in this sentence, which makes it impossible for people to know exactly what they are talking about, but from the current point of view, at least it shows that there are three people in the event that the guy who left the handwriting wants to describe .
One woman killed the man, and another bystander felt unbearable.
Add in the "Blood Blood" and "She's Crazy" last time, and the situation must have been tragic.
Among the three...will there be Adeline?
Who is she?
——
at breakfast.
The students were still calm, chatting about gossip and school trivia as before, and the danger on the night of the red moon had no effect on them.
Xiao Lan listened to their conversation, but no one heard anything related to the corpse.
The location of the corpse was very conspicuous, and the state of death was tragic, and it was impossible to ignore it under normal circumstances, so someone should have disposed of the corpse before the activities of the students.
Xiao Lan turned her attention to the teacher's side again.
The male player who had obtained the teacher's status before was missing from the crowd, so it seemed that the deceased last night was probably him.
However, the specific confirmation may be carried out by Luo's identity as a teacher.
There's one other thing that looks weird.
Mrs. Weld, the principal, had red and swollen eye circles today, and she looked like she had cried. Her brows were furrowed, and she didn't look very good.
Whenever her eyes swept across the vacant seat of the teacher's chair, the worry and distress in her eyes did not seem like a fake.
She should be aware of what happened last night. It is possible that she is the one who handled the corpse. There is even a high chance that she has an inexplicable connection with Mrs. Hongyue, but she looks really sad.
Everything about Mrs. Weld made Xiao Lan feel puzzled.
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After breakfast, Xiao Lan returned the kerosene lamp he received last night to the night watchman.
The night watchman seemed a little surprised to see Xiao Lan.
But he didn't say anything, just took the kerosene lamp, and then drove Xiao Lan out, looking like he wasn't interested in chatting with him.
After that, Xiao Lan came to the classroom of his first class.
He still arrived early, sitting among the students and listening to their conversations carefully. Unfortunately, there was no special gossip today, nor did he meet any students who love science campus rumors like the trio of Xili.
When it was time for class, a blond man came in who looked very young.
He was wearing the teachers' uniform, with a box in his hand, he walked into the classroom with a smile, and greeted his classmates. Judging from the students' reactions, he was a teacher with a good relationship with students.
Xiao Lan didn't care much about him at first.
But a student in the crowd called out, "Hey Lawrence."
The blonde teacher smiled and said to the student, "Jack, you have to call me Teacher Cook in class."
The student laughed and nodded in agreement, apparently the two knew each other well in private.
Hearing this name, Xiao Lan observed the other party.
Then he found that the box in Lawrence's hand looked very familiar, exactly the same as the medicine box that had appeared in his dream last night.
Then, Lawrence opened the medicine box in his hand on the podium and said to the students in a relaxed tone: "Today I will explain first aid knowledge to you. After all, energetic children like you are always easily injured."
The students agreed happily, and the atmosphere in the class was very relaxed.
The contents of Lawrence's medicine chest were exactly the same as those in Xiao Lan's dream.
This person should be the real Lawrence, the teacher at Cliff College.
Luo in the dream should have temporarily replaced the other party's identity to enter the academy, and the office should have belonged to Lawrence.
Xiao Lan couldn't help but guess what identity Luo Yuan was?
At that time, Luo knew everything that came to the world, and he could enter the game at will to replace the NPC in it. Although he looked like he was addicted to fishing all day and had no intention of working, his status should not be simple.
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lunch time.
On the way to the restaurant, Xiao Lan suddenly remembered the garden where the figure appeared last night.
At that time, the shadow that appeared in the garden seemed to want to hand him something, but it was unsuccessful. don't know if there will be any changes if go to see it now.
The garden is still a lively scene, the plants are growing very lushly, and the view is somewhat obstructed.
Xiao Lan walked slowly in it, while keeping an eye on the surroundings to see if he could meet that figure again.
Turning a corner, a small figure crouched on the ground in front of him.
It is somewhat similar to the blurry figure saw before, but this one is obviously solid, and it is almost indistinguishable from a little girl except that there is no shadow.
Xiao Lan approached cautiously.
The little girl squatting on the ground is playing with the little flowers on the ground alone. She has long flaxen hair and is wearing a small white skirt, she looks cute and cute.
When Xiao Lan finally got within three steps or so of her, the little girl suddenly spoke up, her voice was very low, and she didn't raise her head, it sounded like she was talking to herself: "I miss Dad... "
Xiao Lan tried to ask, "Where is your father?"
Little girl: "Not anymore."
Xiao Lan: "Who is your father? Do you know what happened?"
The little girl just remained silent and did not answer.
Xiao Lan tried to ask the little girl a few more questions, but also got no reply. The little girl was like a set machine, repeating the action of playing with flowers, her expression did not change in the slightest.
The two sides were silent for a while.
"My name is Adeline." The little girl said suddenly.
Before Xiao Lan could ask again, her figure disappeared in an instant, just like the one she saw the night before.
Xiao Lan's gaze swept across the place where she was squatting, and found something that was obviously not a plant among the small flowers on the ground.
He reached for it and saw that it was an old photo.
The paper has yellowed and faded, and it is obviously not far away. The photo is a group photo of a family of three. The three of them look familiar, the principal Weld and his wife, and the little Adeline who just met.
But the strange thing is that after so many years, the appearance of the principal and his wife has not changed in the slightest, and it is still the same as the photo.
Adeline hasn't changed either, but judging from the circumstances she's seen these times, it's not very likely that Adeline is still alive.
Then... what happened to the principal and his wife?
It seems that we need to find a chance to investigate them.
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During lunch, Xiao Lan's eyes met Luo and motioned him with his eyes to create a chance for the two of them to chat.
Luo nodded at him without a trace.
Wait until Xiao Lan is almost finished eating.
He found that the classmates around him showed the excited look that implied anticipation again.
According to the situation of the past two days, only Luo who has appeared as a new teacher currently has this kind of treatment.
If there is a teacher popularity list, Luo's votes will definitely be at the top of the list, and even the principal who is respected by the students will not be his opponent, which can be called the traffic of the new generation of campus.
Xiao Lan turned her head, and sure enough, she saw Luo walking towards him.
He still wears the teacher's uniform of Cliff College. Obviously, the teachers are all the same clothes, but it seems to fit him very well, as if it was tailor-made, which perfectly highlights his long legs and muscles. Well-proportioned like a figure that is one point more and one point less.
"Xiao Lan, classmate." Luo walked to Xiao Lan's side.
In the eyes of everyone, his tone was a little serious: "Why haven't you handed over the review you asked you to write to me until now?"
The surrounding classmates all cast their eyes on the scumbag.
Xiao Lan: "..."
Wait, when did we schedule this segment?
Just create an opportunity to meet, do you need to add such a complicated plot?
Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, leaning slightly and approaching Xiao Lan, the eyes under the lens were like predators.
He said in a slightly dangerous tone: "It seems that I need to teach you a lesson."
Before Xiao Lan could reply, Luo had already straightened up and walked forward with his long legs.
After two steps, he turned his head and glanced at Xiao Lan again: "Follow."
A ruthless, ready to clean up the posture of a rebellious student, the eyes and tone are all in place, feeling that the world owes him an Oscar.
Bathed in the eyes of the classmates, "Brother, did you just come here?", Xiao Lan followed Luo expressionlessly, implementing the character of a bad student who is disobedient and always loves to go against the teacher.
For the sake of Luo's acting so happy, he will cooperate with reluctance, anyway, the goal is achieved.
Follow Luo back to his office.
After closing the door.
Luo resumed his elegant and gentle smile, and seemed to be in a good mood and began to prepare black tea: "What's the matter, sir?"
Xiao Lan casually sat on the table without talking nonsense: "Do you know the usual whereabouts of the principal?"
Luo said while making tea: "Mrs. Weld has been staying at school. I heard that she hardly leaves. If she is not in class, she will return to her office. Even the evening break is in the office break. , almost never comes out."
"Today, she has no classes in the afternoon, so she will probably stay in the principal's office all afternoon."
Xiao Lan: "Is there any way to get her out of the office?"
Luo handed over the brewed black tea: "Why, do you need to enter her office? How long will it take?"
"Well, about an hour." Xiao Lan took a sip of the black tea, and Luo's tea was always kept at the most suitable temperature.
Luo: "In this case, I can ask her to come out for afternoon tea by discussing academic affairs. She should be very happy to explain it to the new colleagues. I will try to prolong the time as much as possible."
"However, it is said that Mr. Weld seldom goes out due to his poor health. He usually stays in his own room. His room is not far from the principal's office. You may need to pay attention to him."
As he said that, he took out a pocket watch from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Lan: "This is for you, so you can tell the time."
Xiao Lan took the pocket watch. Although this pocket watch was well made, it was not a prop. It was just an ordinary object in the dungeon. It had no other function except to tell the time.
The pocket watch still carried Luo's body temperature. Perhaps because of the absorption of other fragments, his body temperature rose a little bit, and it was almost indistinguishable from that of a human being. In addition, it was placed close to the body, and it felt a little burning in the palm of his hand. a feeling of.
Xiao Lan was looking down at the pocket watch when suddenly she felt a hand covering her head, the hand movements were very gentle and would not make people feel offended.
He looked up suspiciously, but happened to meet Luo's smiling face.
Luo's eyes were full of gentle smiles: "I'm sorry, but I feel a little nostalgic."
Xiao Lan also remembered the touching head in the dream.
The atmosphere was relaxed and happy.
At that time, the person in front of him was so powerful that he was almost omnipotent. He was confident and free and easy, with a bit of informality in his elegance. Like nothing in the world is difficult for him.
What kind of situation would make him become the weak shadow sealed in the envelope?
Vaguely, Xiao Lan always felt that it had something to do with her appearance.
Now Luo should be able to guess it, but his eyes are still gentle, he has no regrets or annoyances, he just accepts all this indifferently.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lan's heart became slightly sour, as if a very thin thorn had been stabbed in it. It wasn't too painful, but it made people feel uncomfortable and could not be ignored.
Upon discovering Xiao Lan's change, Luo withdrew his hand, and his tone contained concern: "Sir?"
Xiao Lan looked at the ground: "You better not call me Mr. You are not my appendage, just call me by my name."
Luo smiled lowly: "But I'm used to it, and 'Sir' is a title that only I can use. Are you going to deprive me of my privileges?"
Xiao Lan raised his head and looked at him, seeing Luo Tanran's smile, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed in his heart.
No matter what happened afterward, it does not mean that their encounter was wrong.
Xiao Lan also smiled: "Then replace 'you', I can't treat my friends like this."
Yes, they have been friends from a long time ago, but it took so much time to get to know each other again.
There was a soft light in Luo's eyes: "Okay, listen to you."
However, he wanted more than just friends.
The author has something to say:
Luo: In some cases, 'you' is more interesting♂
Xiao Lan: ... you shut up.