Xiao Liu was not sure if there was anything in the school, but after seeing Qin Nuo's smile, he was sure.

"No, I'd better guard my door obediently. Whether it's lively or not is someone else's business." Xiao Liu waved his hand.

Qin Nuo glanced at the military coat hanging on the back of the chair and asked, "How many are you familiar with this old security guard?"

"I have been familiar with each other for two days and have a good person. I am the senior of my role. I have worked for more than ten years and have no children at home. It's so pitiful."

Xiao Liu had a good impression of the security guard and said, "Last night, there were some trouble-seeking ghosts coming to the colonel's gate, and he solved them for me."

Qin Nuo nodded slightly, thinking in his heart that the old man and those little guys were quite familiar with each other, and he might be able to get some clues through him.

After chatting with Xiao Liu for a few more words, Qin Nuo did not stay any longer and left the school.

When I came back, the moonlight was much clearer, and the road under my feet could be seen clearly, but it was not as scary as it was when I came.

It was almost the third day that Qin Nuo returned home. The door opened, but the room was still deserted and messy.

There was also a pungent smell of alcohol in the air.

Qin Nuo's face moved slightly. Is Qin Feng's mother back?

He changed his slippers, but there was no sign in the living room. He went to the room again, nor did he find it. Instead, he was a little confused when he returned to his room.

The cabinets and drawers were rummaged in my room, and all the drawers and cabinets were opened. Clothes, books, manuscripts and papers were all scattered on the ground, making them in a mess.

"Is this a thief?" Qin Nuo frowned and picked up the scattered things. It looked like they were covered with dirty black footprints and were trampled everywhere.

"The door was not pried open, the window was also closed. The other party came in with the key, just the family."

"Apart from Qin Feng's mother, the only one left is Qin Feng's father. What did he do when he goes through his son's room? Was he looking for money? Too crazy to this extent?"

Qin Nuo looked at the room and could imagine that a irritable person was rummaging through the cabinets, his eyes full of madness.

"How bad should the relationship between father and son be?" Qin Nuo cleaned up the mess in the room again. According to the role, he had to know what Qin Feng's attitude towards his father.

Straightforward?

Or swallow your anger?

When Qin Nuo packed up, he accidentally flipped through the homework of a question and answer sheet, and asked Qin Feng what the most wanted was. Below was Qin Feng's answer.

The characters are crooked and not good-looking, but at least they can be recognized clearly.

Qin Feng's answer was very direct and also very alternative: "I long for my father to die and die in the most painful way. If there are still choices, I hope the person who killed him is me. Why would such a scumbag be like this?

Is it my father? Why can he live in this world with a drunken and dreamy life?"

"That night, he came back, he sat in the hall, smoking and drinking, and the trash can was full of disgusting things. I saw my mother, who was sitting in the room, smoking, but her face was different.

Injury.”

"She saw me, but just smiled and didn't say anything."

"When my father saw me, he walked over, grabbed my collar, called me a useless thing, used money to read useless books, and spat on my face."

"I have never succumbed to this scum. The bad tone and the pungent smell of alcohol stimulated my murderous intent. When he turned around, I picked up the scissors on the table and stabbed him in the abdomen.

Any hesitation.”

"But my strength was too small, I just pierced his coat and cut a little skin. He turned around and slapped me, cursing something, holding the pair of scissors and pressing me on the table,

Sharp scissors, scratching towards my face!"

"At this time, my mother suddenly went out of the door, and a fruit knife in her hand stabbed her father in the head. My father avoided it, but one ear was still cut off."

"The blood splattered on my face, it was very hot. My mother ignored his wail, pulled me into the room, and locked the door."

"There were all kinds of insults and the sound of items falling out of the door. It took a long time to calm down. When I went out, my parents didn't see each other. I slept very hard that night, and I kept thinking about it and killing my father again and again.

The scene…”

Qin Feng's answer was very long, and twisted fonts occupied the entire scroll of paper. The more you went to the back, the more you could clearly see the deep marks of the font, almost piercing the paper.

It is conceivable how deep the resentment Qin Feng brought when he wrote these words.

The test paper was not scored or taken to the classroom, it was just a way for Qin Feng to express his anger.

However, this was of great help to Qin Nuo, which allowed him to find the right direction for how to play the family relationship, sorted it out one by one, and put it back in the mezzanine of the book.

Sleeping in my heart, Qin Nuo didn't think much about it. After changing out his clothes and was too lazy to take a shower, he lay down on the bed. To be safe, he locked the door.

Qin Feng's father should have come back to find money, maybe he found some, maybe he was fruitless, but he left after rummaging through the things.

Such a father plays a role in the family, so maybe he should have followed his mother's words that night and joined forces to kill the scumbag's father.

Qin Nuo thought to himself and gradually fell asleep.

...

The time to work at the bun shop during the day is after 10 o'clock, so Qin Nuo's sleep time is enough.

The light shone on the face through the curtain, and a few crisp sounds were heard in my ears. Qin Nuo opened his eyes and looked at the wind chime hanging on the hanger and making a crisp sound.

After looking at the time, it was already ten o'clock. Qin Nuo yawned and dragged his body to wash.

After leaving the bathroom, I was so hungry that Qin Nuo opened the refrigerator and wanted to use the buns I brought back last night to satisfy my hunger. But I found that the bag of meat buns I brought back was gone, and one left was left to the side.

Qin Nuo had a little dark face. It was obvious who was the thief who stole the bun. He stuffed the last bun into his mouth. The fermented flour outside was hard and the flesh inside was sour and hard to eat.

Qin Nuo vomited out, threw it into the trash can, and took the door key to go out.

The light outside the house has become much brighter today, but it is still accompanied by fog, and there is a hint of coolness under the haze.

Qin Nuo went out of the door and walked into an alley, but when he was turning the corner, he heard a very illusory and ethereal laughter, lingering in his ears, making people's hair stand upside down.

Qin Nuo turned his head and saw a small figure appearing in the white mist not far away.

It faced Qin Nuo, but his face was out of his mouth, and he couldn't see the other four officials clearly. His mouth was now cracking and he made a cheerful laugh.

The laughter is very cheerful, but with the scene at this moment, the atmosphere at this moment is particularly terrifying!

Qin Nuo thrust his face, not wanting to provoke these NPC games that appeared out of thin air. He pretended that he didn't see it and turned around and was about to leave.

"Where are you going to go, come and play with me. You haven't played hide-and-seek with Xiaole in a long time!"

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows. The other party knew Qin Feng. What was the relationship with the role he played?

However, when Qin Nuo turned back, the small figure in the white mist was gone.

The layers of hazy white mist were also dissipating, and the open space was exposed to Qin Nuo's gaze.
Chapter completed!