Netherworld Investigator Chapter 118: Beautiful teacher

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Back to school, I read books and write essays every day, and I have a leisurely time. That day Zhang Yan informed me that the school would hold a drama festival soon, and Wang Dali and I had to spare three hours to help out every night.

I don't know what I can do to help, but I can't do anything to mix credits, so I have to go.

Wang Dali and I are both directors of the repertory troupe. In fact, they do chores. Zhang Yan intends to perform the classic tragedy "Romeo and Juliet" at the drama festival. Because of the time limit, it was adapted into a 15-minute script. She played Juliet, and Romeo was naturally Ye Shiwen.

At that time, when we heard this decision, we were all in our hearts. It was not enough to show affection in private for these two days, and we had to show affection in the school hall openly!

My impression of Zhang Yan is a hypocritical girl, but everything has two sides. She put on a wig and a costume and stood on the stage. She really let go, but Ye Shiwen looked a little cramped, Zhang Yan Just teach him how to act.

The actors rehearse very hard every night. Wang Dali and I are very leisurely. I take a book and sit down and spend time. There was also an episode in the meantime. After the end of the stage, Zhang Yan and Ye Shiwen did not change their costumes and they engaged in the backstage. Then they were bumped into by a member of the staff. Zhang Yan stubbornly said that he was exchanging acting skills, because They were ridiculed for quite a while...

It was nine o’clock in the evening after the play was rehearsed that day. Wang Dali and I hurriedly poured tea and water for the actors. Zhang Yan took a glass of water and said, “Oh, God Detective Song actually poured water for me personally. It's an honor."

I said: "Can you stop shouting'Song Da Detective'? It sounds awkward!"

"By the way, tell us the story of your solving the case!"

Everyone encouraged me. They used to tell me to talk about solving crimes before. I just used some cases that my grandfather had detected before to perfuse them. But today Zhang Yan insists on listening to me. I want to talk about the car accident that killed his wife not long ago. Case! Anyway, the case was published in the newspaper and it was not classified.

There were no major twists and turns in this case, but the members listened to them with gusto. Halfway through the conversation, a clear voice came out: "Oh, what are you talking about, so hard?"

A beautiful lady walked towards us. She was wearing a red straight dress, drawing the hot curves vividly. He had high heels on his feet, a small bag hung on his shoulders, and the end of his slightly curled hair was dyed red, and his right eye was covered by layers of bangs, a touch of sensuality in the charm.

Wang Dali spit out water: "Fuck, who is this big beauty?"

The male members stood up and said, "Hello, Teacher Li!"

"Well, hello!" The beauty nodded generously, then looked around us and said: "There are a few new faces, introduce myself, my name is Li Wenjia, I am the instructor of this club."

It turns out that every club has an instructor, but this title is like an honorary principal. Most instructors just ask questions about the club.

Li Wenjia teaches psychology. He will come here every three and a half times. He will try his best to meet the needs of the club. It can be said that he is very serious and responsible. Because of her beautiful appearance and gentle personality, the members have a good impression of her, especially the male members, who have a crush on her.

Zhang Yan stood up and said, "Teacher Li, let me introduce you. This is Song Yang. He is not an ordinary student. He..."

"Oh, hey!" I tried to interrupt her, can I not preach it everywhere.

No one could stop Zhang Yan's mouth, so I told Teacher Li about me. Teacher Li stretched out a hand and smiled: "It turns out to be a young detective, so lucky to meet."

Zhang Yan urged: "Song Yang, just show your hand! Last time he only took a look at Ye Shiwen and told him all about his family, which is amazing."

The second half of the sentence was for everyone, and everyone was surprised, saying that I still have this ability, wouldn't it be Sherlock Holmes? I greeted the eighteenth generations of Zhang Yan's ancestors in my heart.

Ms. Li smiled with interest: "Detective Song, then look at me!"

"Yes, yes, show everyone your magical skills!" Zhang Yan agreed.

I didn’t want to be so high-profile, so I kept resigning, and everyone’s words were immediately wrong--

"The detective thinks it's a fake, isn't it? Maybe there are any relatives in the Public Security Bureau."

"Well, I usually hear him bragging, and I have never seen his true ability once."

"Fame is blown out, in fact, there is not much real material at all."

I felt annoyed, and looked up and down a teacher Li, and said calmly: "Master Li, forgive me for being rude. You are left-handed. You raised a white dog. When you were seven or eight years old, you had a right leg. You have broken bones, you have been losing weight recently, and you have been hospitalized because of malnutrition. You were born in the north, your parents have passed away, your family has provided their spiritual position, and your right eye is blind."

Everyone was silent suddenly, and Teacher Li stretched out his hands in a flustered manner and said: "Left-handed probably because my left fingernails are badly worn. I have a dog because I have some dog hair on my body. I was born in the north. Accent, how do you see the rest."

"Your legs are not the same length. It should be a developmental injury, so I guess you are seven or eight years old. Are you right?" I asked.

Ms. Li nodded: "Yes, I was injured when I was eight years old."

The boys laughed and said that Detective Song was very careful.

She asked again: "What about malnutrition?"

I said: "It can be seen from your face and the tips of your hair. In addition, there is a needle eye on the back of your hand, which should be left by the infusion."

"My parents have died? How do you know that I have a spiritual position in my house? Have you been to my house?" Teacher Li looked at me like a panda.

“Of course I’ve never been there. There is a not-so-obvious burn on the tip of your fingernails, and some abrasions on your knees. I guess it’s the traces of incense on your spiritual position. Of course you may be a believer in God and Buddha, I Luckily, I guessed it." I explained.

"That's right!" Teacher Li nodded approvingly: "What about my eyes?"

"People use one eye to see things, and use two eyes to see things, the way of focusing is different. When you just came in, I was thinking whether it is not convenient to cover the right eye with hair, so Observed a few more times," I said.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!" Teacher Li covered his mouth in surprise.

Zhang Yan said triumphantly: "I'm right! Song Yang is so good!"

Everyone rushed to praise. Someone asked Teacher Li how blind her eyes were. She smiled disapprovingly: "I was ill and blind when I was a child, but I got used to it. One eye doesn't affect it."

When she said this, some subtle movements exposed her heart. She was lying, but I didn't think too much about it. Maybe she has something unspeakable?

Wang Dali, who has been hanging next to him, said: "Zhang Yan, you are so unkind. You can't just introduce Song Yang, and introduce me as an assistant!"

Zhang Yan said: "Mr. Li, this is Song Yang's good friend, Wang Dali."

"Hello!" Teacher Li stretched out his hand and shook him.

Wang Dali excitedly said: "Mr. Li, you are a psychology student, do you know how to read mind, can you guess what I am thinking?"

Ms. Li smiled and said: "Psychology is a study of human psychological phenomena. I am not as good as Song Yang. I can see people thoroughly at a glance."

Zhang Yan said: "Ha, I know what this stinky boy is thinking, I must be thinking about how Teacher Li looks so beautiful."

Wang Dali exclaimed: "Ms. Li's beauty is an obvious fact! Well, Mrs. Li, I'm also very interested in psychology. Can I add your WeChat account and ask you some questions? "

Ms. Li thought for a while and said: "WeChat typing is not convenient. I will leave an email for you."

Everyone was chatting around Teacher Li. At this moment, she glanced at me inadvertently. I don't know if it was my illusion. There was a bit of cold hostility in her eyes!

It's just that the look faded in a flash, I didn't understand the meaning of this look at the time, and when I understood it later, I was already in a lot of murder!