absurd deduction game

Chapter 565

Around the end of the third period in the afternoon, all classes received an almost impossible announcement.

Have a holiday.

All students, whether they are in the first grade or the third grade, will be on vacation from the beginning of the fourth period until tomorrow afternoon.

That is to say, there is no need to attend evening self-study, and there is no need to attend tomorrow morning's class. Students can go to the cafeteria to eat at any time.You can also go to the library to find materials, or just review your homework in the dormitory.

Less and less people remained in Class [-] of the third grade, and people were leaving one after another with their schoolbags on their backs.

Yu Xing packed his schoolbag in a good mood and was about to leave when Oliver, who lowered his head, suddenly grabbed his sleeve slightly.

"Did you do it?" Oliver asked.

Yu Xing turned his head to look with a smile, and caught a much more energetic eye than before from the middle of Oliver's long hair.

He zipped up his schoolbag and took a rest: "Huh? What did I do?"

"It's a holiday." Oliver withdrew his hand, as if he still didn't feel comfortable showing his favor to someone. "After you came back from the office, Johnny announced that it was a holiday. Did you do something?"

"I hope you..." He hesitated, "I hope you can tell me the reason. I, I will stay here for at least many years..."

"You're talking about this, it's not me." Yu Xing waited until Oliver finished stammering, then shook his head, pretending to spread his hands helplessly, "How can I have the ability to let the whole school take a holiday? This is the principal's decision."

"Principal?" Oliver was taken aback, "Principal... came back early?"

Yu Xing didn't answer right away, but thought in his heart, oh, sure enough, some students knew about the principal's departure from school, and it seems that the suppression of their information was not thorough enough.

After half a minute, when the last idler had left the class, he said: "No, I heard from Director Jin that the principal will be back tomorrow at the earliest, but he has already contacted the principal in the office just now, and the principal also gave a reply .”

"Is it the principal who told the whole school to have a holiday?" Rebecca, who is no longer among the idlers, came over and just heard Yu Xing's words. She thought for a while, "Could it be because of the incident at noon... that is still yours. Credit."

The people she included in "you" are naturally a few transfer students, and now, except for Qu Yanqing, everyone else is also there.

They dawdled every night, were the last to leave school, and were the least anxious to go back to the dormitory to review their homework. Other students were used to it.

"How could it be our credit? It's obvious that the chef made trouble." Zhao Mou interjected and smiled meaningfully, "We didn't do anything."

I believe you a ghost!
Rebecca reluctantly withdrew the topic, and she was not blind. When she kept paying attention to one person, she would naturally see many details that she didn't usually pay attention to, let alone when she was paying attention to a group of people, the seemingly loose behavior was far away. From a distance, they have already formed a line in series.

She knew that what happened at noon was done by these magical transfer students, but since Derek didn't want to be exposed.Then she can only choose to shut up.

only……

Looking at these people, a thought involuntarily popped up in her mind.

Why did she feel that the purpose of these people was to completely disrupt St. Johnis Middle School?

The girl who usually acted with them was also a transfer student, Elizabeth. After returning from the office, she turned into a red armband—that inhuman expression perfectly blended into the other red armbands.

Contamination takes time.

Rebecca thought that Elizabeth's appearance was like acting, allowing herself to blend into the red armband group without standing out. Generally, only when the purpose is deeper, will the hidden method be used.

"Don't think too much, it's time to go back." Wen Qinghuai waved to Rebecca who was obviously thinking, and said goodbye politely and respectfully.

……

The road from the teaching building to the dormitory building is extremely lively.

The road was full of students who were forced to leave school with dazed faces. Although they were very happy not to have to go to evening self-study, the uneasiness about making an exception also shrouded the hearts of this group of boys and girls who had already become frightened.

This excitement lasted until Yu Xing and his teammates returned to the dormitory and closed the door.

"The dorm manager isn't here anymore?" Wen Qinghuai breathed out in surprise until this time, just now they passed by the duty room downstairs of the dormitory, and the duty room was empty for the first time, and it always seemed to be glued to the seat The hostess is gone.

"I'm afraid it's an urgent meeting." Zhao Mou sat down on a chair in the public area and guessed, "The principal is coming back, will he be held accountable? Director Ji En wants to investigate something, so he must conduct a large-scale inquiry. The housekeeper doesn’t look as dead as the chef was imprisoned, so he can barely walk around.”

"With a map-wide nightmare as an ally, she is of course in a better situation than chefs and librarians." Yu Xing agreed with Zhao Mou's words and snapped his fingers, "I don't know if she will read more tonight. Yan, anyway, when I went out at night last night, I always felt like she let the water go."

At that time, he was squatting under the window of the duty room, and the momentary sense of horror of being discovered would not lie.

"I'll talk about her position later, did you hear any other information in the office?" Zhao Mou asked.

There were many people in the teaching building, and Yu Xing only said something about the principal's return to school early, but didn't say anything specific.

"The principal is preparing for the auction." Yu Xing said.

"Auction?" Zhao Yijiu stood in the shadows, with a weak sense of existence as if he wanted to be forgotten. It wasn't until he took a step forward and stepped out of the shadows that his sense of existence suddenly became clear.

His gloomy temperament has dissipated a little more than before. When it comes to the auction, apart from Yu Xing, he is probably the only one who is so sensitive.

"Museum..."

"Yes, that's what you think." Yu Xing nodded.

This is not the first time that an auction has appeared. In the art gallery, he was also invited by the painter Lisa, but the auction time is later, so it can be said that it is a copy that has not yet opened.

This once again proves that the high-level NPCs between different building dungeons are interoperable, and it is not known how much the principal will return to school in advance, which will have an impact on future auction dungeons.

"Except for the auction?" Zhao Mou and Wen Qinghuai also knew what happened in the art gallery, and the latter scratched his curly hair.

"Oh, I also heard... After the principal came back, he planned to invite reporters to take pictures in the school, put it in the 'social' to increase the reputation of St. Johnis Middle School, and recruit new teachers by the way." Yu Xing played around staying here last night With a pen on the table, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Am I forcibly speeding up the plot? There was still a test, and the principal came back early, so my plan can be carried out ahead of schedule."

(End of this chapter)