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Heartbeat Day 9

Tong Niannian got off the car and returned to the rental house, took her clothes and took a shower first. After washing, she calmed down.

Looking at the mirror where the face was covered with mist, Tong Niannian reached out to wipe it away, looking at the girl in the clear mirror.

The black hair is different from natural black. It faded a little when she was just shampooing, and after blowing it dry, she tends to be black tea. Her hair is not as good as her sister, after all, she has permed and dyed more often.

However, the facial features and facial features still look very similar to outsiders' eyes.

If Tong Niannian just reads it by herself, she can easily tell that the two are different.

Her temperament is not as gentle as her sister, her facial features are not as soft as her sister, and her smile is also...

Tong Niannian remembered what Lin Huisheng asked, paused when he looked at the mirror, and then slowly laughed in front of the mirror.

After looking around for a few seconds, I could not see any flaws.

——So, how did he see it?

After temporarily putting this problem down, Tong Niannian returned to the room.

The clock on the desk shows 12:50, and class time has passed.

Tong Niannian didn't care, so she took out paper and pen from the drawer to start recording.

...

It was a premeditation to get close to Jiang Dongming.

Gu Fei and the others are also calculating their difficulties.

Only when I met Lin Huisheng on the day of transfer procedures was an unexpected surprise.



What she can currently analyze and confirm is that Jiang Dongming was not behind the QQ number she chatted with her sister online. This person who used Jiang Dongming's information to hook up with her sister online is very familiar with Jiang Dongming and can get his daily photos.

Jiang Dongming herself knew nothing about her sister and could not see any familiar reaction to her face.

——After writing this, Tong Niannian's eyes were cold, and she held the pen and used force unconsciously, and then continued to write down.

Gu Fei reacted the most and knew that her sister had committed suicide.

The news of my sister's suicide last year did not make a big deal. The local media only used the "a female student named T from No. 1 Middle School who committed suicide" to make an inconspicuous small report.

This kind of report does not deliberately focus on inquiries, and few people will know who the dead student is.

More than an hour later.

Tong Niannian picked up the newly recorded information and walked to the wardrobe, pushed open the concealed wardrobe door, and looked at the analysis wall inside.

In addition to most of Jiang Dongming's photos, Lin Huisheng's name is drawn in a red circle, representing the key suspect.

Now Tong Niannian took a look and drew an X on Gu Fei's name.

The remaining Lu Xiang and Lu Jingguo are the least suspected.

She must figure out what happened in the past ten days after Tong Zhenzhen came to Minggao that day and did not record the online diary.

After stuffing the record into the drawer and locking it, Tong Niannian took the bank card and ID card and went out.

Withdraw money, buy a new phone after having a meal, put the original phone card in and log in to WeChat again, and there are many unread messages in it.

Jiang Dongming’s, the class teacher, and the class group.

Tong Niannian looked at it one by one and knew the general situation.

Gu Fei was sent to the hospital, while Zhou Yan and the others were still in school.

Tong Niannian knew how to do it.

The last time she grabbed Gu Fei's hair and smashed it on the ground was that she lost control, otherwise the four of them would not have any problems on the surface.

The person was sent to the hospital, and Gu Fei's parents also knew how to deal with this matter. Since Tong Niannian could not be contacted, there was no specific explanation yet.

However, Zhou Yan and the others identified Tong Niannian. No one believed it, and no one spread to the ears of the students in other classes.

Tong Niannian did not reply any news, and it was already 4 pm when he returned to renting the house.

She saw a figure standing at the door, wearing Minggao's school uniform, hanging her head to play with her cell phone, and frowning with an irritable look.

It's Jiang Dongming.

Tong Niannian approached and heard him say, "No matter how annoying I am, I will expose the video directly. I will buy a few more hot searches to see if they are still happy!"

After saying that, Jiang Dongming looked up and saw Tong Niannian being stunned. He reacted and took a big step forward, "You..."

He saw Tong Niannian holding his cell phone, and the concern between his eyebrows turned into anger, "You have got your cell phone again."

Tong Niannian: "Yes." She took out the key and opened the door.

Seeing her ordinary reaction, Jiang Dongming held his breath again. He asked his phone that he actually wanted to ask, "Didn't you see the message I sent?"

Tong Niannian opened the door and responded, "I saw it."

Jiang Dongming walked in behind her, "Don't go back on purpose?"

Tong Niannian glanced at him and agreed.

Jiang Dongming cursed himself for seeking abuse, and asked even though he knew the answer.

"I've been looking for you for an afternoon!"

Tong Niannian said: "It's because of you that Gu Fei is causing trouble for me."

Jiang Dongming was frozen and couldn't even say a word of anger.

He stood there and frowned and worried, and wanted to turn around and left, but he felt too embarrassed.

The door has not been closed yet, and if he leaves now, he will not alarm Tong Niannian.

At this time, Tong Niannian asked: "Do you drink ice or hot?"

Jiang Dongming let go of his eyebrows and responded relaxedly: "Whatever." Seeing Tong Niannian go to the kitchen, he turned around and closed the door.

Tong Niannian came back with two glasses of water and saw that Jiang Dongming was already sitting on the sofa openly.

"Thank you." Jiang Dongming took the water and took a sip.

Tong Niannian sat in a single chair and asked, "Is the video you just said you want to expose is the one I sent to you?"

Jiang Dongming said "ah".

I was sitting in the middle of the sofa, stood up and sat on the edge closer to Tong Niannian, and smiled and said, "That's right, you don't have to be afraid of Gu Fei. I have guaranteed you both the school and her parents. I will never let you have anything to do."

Tong Niannian looked up and saw him smiling brightly in the sun, with his eyes focused.

When he noticed that Tong Niannian was gaze, the smile on the corner of his mouth was so terrifying that he was slutty again.

Tong Niannian drooped her eyes and took a sip of water, "After the horse, the hindsight."

Jiang Dongming's smile froze and explained: "I went to warn Gu Fei the time you were locked in the toilet..." In the morning, he wanted to seek credit for Tong Niannian.

"Damn it." This explanation is even more embarrassing than not explaining it. Jiang Dongming looked at Tong Niannian.

The girl was still siping water in small sips, looking quiet.

She spoke so much that it was so poisonous that she felt uncomfortable. The effect of not opening this time was even stronger than opening her mouth.

Jiang Dongming picked up the water on the table and drank it in one breath.

Tong Niannian glanced at him and still didn't say anything.

The two were silent for more than ten seconds.

Jiang Dongming stood up and walked away in a daze. After walking for two steps, he stopped.

He turned around and said to Tong Niannian: "I really want to protect you and vent my anger."

Tong Niannian put down the water cup and looked at him, "If you want to expose that video, remember to mosaic Zhao Lisi's face."

Jiang Dongming was stunned for a moment, then a embarrassed look flashed across his face, no longer as righteous as before. Obviously, he did not consider this before Tong Niannian mentioned it.

Tong Niannian's words undoubtedly gave him another blow, and not responding directly to his words was equivalent to a response.
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