She thrust and said, "Ruan Yu, Senior Sister Ruan, don't you remember?"

This time, the other end was silent for a longer time.

Xu Huaishi was about to talk again, but footsteps came from outside the toilet door. She did not dare to be discovered by someone to secretly use her cell phone when she was studying late, so she quickly held her breath and stopped talking.

After about a dozen numbers, the messy voices in the earpiece disappeared.

Xu Huaisong seemed to have walked to a quiet place and said, "Why are you crying? Tell me clearly."

Xu Huaishi couldn't say that the girl who came to the bathroom had not left yet. She could only breathe without saying a word.

Xu Huaisong asked again: "Where are you?"

His tone had a bit of uneasy smell. Xu Huaishi couldn't speak, so she snatched the phone in a hurry and sent him a WeChat message: I'm hiding in the school toilet, someone is coming, I'll type and tell you. Let me show you a photo first.

She took out the photo of the wall of the piano room from the album and added the explanation: The night before yesterday, I found this in the piano room 301 of the school art gallery.

At the other end of the screen, Xu Huaisong was wearing a straight hidden blue suit, standing in the bright corridor outside the conference room, frowned and cut open the dialog box.

A white lady walked over with her slim heels and called him, "hanson." After that, she handed him a stack of scattered documents with a thickness of hundreds of pages, saying that this was the information he wanted.

His eyes were on the screen, and he picked it up casually. He clicked on the picture and saw the English letters on it clearly. His fingertips that were about to touch the file suddenly loosened.

Hundreds of papers fell all over the ground, scattering like snowflakes, and suddenly became in a mess.
Chapter completed!