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Ili finished breakfast with Ishtar as usual.

But today is different.

Zhanpu is coming to take Ishtar to school today.

"Don't worry, Ms. Yili, I will take good care of Ishta-san." Zhanpu pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile.

Yi Li nodded: "Then I will leave it to Teacher Zhanpu to build the pagoda."

"Ah."

Yi Li closed the door after watching Zhan Pu leave with Ishta.

Bill Xiaoliu couldn't wait to rush to the kitchen and serve herself a bowl of porridge that Ishtar had cooked for her. She took the porridge and a spoon and couldn't wait to taste the delicious food.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you. Didn't you eat enough of the snacks last night?"

Yi Li asked, sitting opposite Bill Xiaoliu.

Bill Xiaoliu complained while eating: "You are still talking about this. I helped you keep vigil last night and almost died of exhaustion. That delivery guy is quite persistent. He comes to harass you every half an hour, but you still... Didn’t get woken up.”

"Thank you so much, Xiaoliu. You can eat whatever you want today. This is your reward."

"Hmph, that's more or less the same. But the food Ishtar cooks is really delicious, and it's easy for you kid."

Bill and Xiaoliu ate happily, and soon they had all the breakfast made by Ishtar.

After finishing the meal, Bill Xiaoliu automatically helped Yi Li clear the table, put the bowl in the dishwasher, and then found a few oranges and put them on the coffee table. He sat on the sofa and watched cartoons while eating.

Yi Li saw Bill Xiaoliu using this place as his own home. He didn't feel angry, but rather indulgent.

Bill is still young, so she still has some tolerance and motherly love for the younger ones.

After all, it was because Ishta was not doing well at a young age that she considered adopting him.

"I went back to my room to catch up on my sleep. Remember to put away the trash I made."

"Yeah, yeah, I got it, I got it."

Bill Xiaoliu sat on the sofa, eating and watching cartoons, and answered Yili perfunctorily.

Yi Li: "..."

This little brat.

Yi Li didn't pay more attention, she was sleepy to death now.

I don’t know why, but I like sleeping more and more recently.

Sure enough, people will become lazier and lazier in a comfortable environment.

Just when Yi Li was sleeping soundly, he was woken up by Bill Xiaoliu.

"Yili, wake up, I have someone calling you."

Yi Li sat up in a daze and answered the phone: "Hey, teacher, what's the matter?"

"Ms. Ili, classmate Ishtar has some minor problems in our school and we need you to come over and deal with them. Is it convenient for you now?"

Yi Li heard this and looked at Bill Xiaoliu: "It's convenient, can you come over now?"

"Well, yes, the sooner the better."

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

Zhanpu looked at her while eating potato chips: "Where are you going?"

"You have to come with me to Ishtar's school."

"Oh, well, it seems you can't continue watching my cartoons."

Bill Xiaoliu didn't want to go, but there was no other way. He couldn't stay too far away from Yili just yet.

Bill Xiaoliu returned to Yi Li's wrist and went out with Yi Li.

As soon as he stepped out the door, Yili felt a line of sight falling on him.

The one who comes is not kind.

Yili didn't care about it.

What she is more curious about now is, what happened to Ishtar at school?

After all, he was the child she chose to adopt. Before all the truth came out, she had no intention of drawing a clear line with him.

Yili didn't know where Ishtadi School was, so he asked Zhanpu for directions and took a taxi. Arriving at the gate of the community, Yi Li looked around while waiting for the bus.

The mother took her daughter out to bask in the sun, the aunt buying groceries chatted with the security guard, and police patrolled the roadside from time to time.

Everyone is living their own life, if Bill Xiaoliu hadn't told himself, here is a copy.

She almost thought this was really a new world.

Yi Li took out a piece of black chocolate from his bag and put it in his mouth. The strong bitterness drove away his sleepiness.

The taxi arrived. Yi Li glanced back and got in the car.

"It was the delivery boy, I felt it."

As Bill Xiaoliu said this, he secretly took out a piece of chocolate from Yi Li's pocket.

Yi Li saw it and didn't stop her. Bill Xiaoliu thought she didn't notice, so he quickly unpacked the package without forgetting to put the garbage back into Yi Li's bag.

Yi Li: "..."

Bill Xiaoliu ate the piece of black chocolate in one gulp and became mute after chewing it.

It's so bitter and unpleasant to eat. Why does this Yili like to eat such unpleasant food?

Bill Six wanted to spit out the chocolate, but he held it back.

After all, it was taken secretly without telling Yi Li.

Yi Li pretended not to know anything, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly for a moment.

The driver looked at Yi Li from the rearview mirror: "Little girl, how old are you this year? Are you going to Di Ying School? You are already late at this hour."

Hearing this, Yi Li said, "No, I am the vice principal of Emperor Ying. I will take up my post today."

Bill Xiaoliu: "..."

You're quite capable of bragging.

"Ah? Really? My son is also studying at Diying High School and his grades are pretty good."

"Well, I see."

"Oh, by the way, I want to ask if the three students who died at Diying School in the past few days died because your school was haunted?"

The driver's voice was trembling, as if he was excited: "After all, my son is also studying in that high school."

"No, they are under great pressure. After all, Diying High School has been established for a hundred years, and the teaching system implemented is among the top ten in the world. It is normal that some students cannot receive such an education. The leaders above are also because of this incident Send me here to reorganize this school to prevent this from happening again."

Yi Li secretly closed the page about Di Ying School and said expressionlessly, as if he were really the leader there: "You have handed over your children to us, so naturally we have to educate and lead them wholeheartedly."

"Okay, okay, we need good teachers and leaders like you!"

The driver's face turned pale but he smiled.

Yi Li turned on her phone and looked down at the news about Diying School, and sure enough she saw news about the three dead students.

Diying School is a school that combines junior and senior high schools. After enrolling in junior high school, you can pass the exam to advance directly to high school. Junior high school can go to day school, but high school is different. High school implements a boarding system. High school students live for one semester and cannot go home. , can only go back during winter and summer vacations.

Yi Li looked at the admission rate and was a little surprised.

It's actually as high as 100%.

She vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this school.

Just as Yi Li was thinking, the driver parked the car next to Di Ying School: "Madam, the place has arrived."

Just when Yi Li wanted to give the driver money, the driver refused with a smile: "No, no, you can just keep it yourself. My son's name is Da Zhuang. He is in Class 2, Grade 3. You can just take care of him more when the time comes."

Yi Li nodded: "Okay."

Yi Li got out of the car and glanced at the driver's neck, which was not covered by the turtleneck sweater.

There was a big, dark, sunken hole there.

Yili turned around.

On the cell phone that lights up, one of the dead people at Diying High School is Da Zhuang, a member of Class 2, Grade 3.

"He is a ghost. He didn't eat you."

Bill Xiaoliu was a little surprised.