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Zhang Fei nodded affirmatively and said, ”It seems that you have all guessed it. That's right, it's him. If this was a chess game that he meticulously planned out, it would prove everything. It seems that he really put a lot of thought into this.”

Zhou Xinmin also laughed, but it was mostly derision. He said: ”You think you can knock us down with just him? It's no different from a fool's dream, hmph. ”

Bao Han Yong continued, ”Since he has come to cause trouble for us, why don't we make a move and have him get out of our sight.”

”That's right, this is also the problem that I'm thinking about right now. Tell me, how do you think we should call up this old fox?” Zhang Fei asked.

Everyone was lost in thought again, frowning deeply as they tried to think of a way to deal with the informant. While everyone was still thinking, Zhang Jun had already returned from his office. Seeing that everyone was silent, he broke the silence and joked, ”Damn, you all want to become monks? Master Zhang, it's getting dark. Quickly go back to the Zen Courtyard and sleep. ”

Zhang Fei shrugged his shoulders with a smile and replied seriously, ”Which temple do you think is able to take me in?”

Hearing that, Zhang Jun's face was filled with black lines. He extended his middle finger and pretended to look down on Zhang Fei. His eyes were filled with obvious disdain.

Seeing this, Zhang Fei did not say anything, but laughed out loud. After laughing, he said seriously: ”How is it? What did the form teacher say? ”

The sky gradually darkened and stars appeared. Occasionally, a light breeze would brush past, too gentle and soft, like the slender hands of a lover.

Zhang Jun curled his lips as he thought back to the scene where he conversed with his form teacher in his office.

Upon entering the office, the homeroom teacher, Wang Wentao, sat on his office chair and stared angrily at Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun was standing in front of Wang Wentao, maintaining his silence with an expressionless face.

Wang Wentao loosened his collar and took the cigarette case from the desk. He lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs before his anger subsided. He opened his mouth and asked, ”Do you know why I called you here?”

Sometimes, amnesia is the best release; silence is the best statement. Therefore, Zhang Jun remained silent as he looked at the office. Ever since he had transferred to this academy, who knew how many times Teacher Wang had brought him here to interrogate him. If he were to calculate carefully, he could not even count the number of fingers on his hand. Zhang Jun sighed in his heart. He felt guilty and self-reproachful at the same time. Teacher Wang had racked his brains for them, but they still brought trouble to Teacher Wang from time to time. Thinking of this, Zhang Jun's heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.

Seeing that Zhang Jun did not answer his question, Wang Wentao did not force him. He changed the topic and said gently, ”Give me a reason, give me a reason for you to make a move.”

Zhang Jun was like an old man who had long since lost his passion for youth. After experiencing the world's ups and downs, he was indifferent to everything. He said lightly, ”I want to find an excuse for myself, but in fact, I have really made my move.”

Wang Wentao's forehead creased into the shape of a ”Chuan”. He then asked, ”The reason, I only want the reason.”

”The reason?” I don't think I know why. ”

He had painstakingly educated his students. Every time they made a mistake, he would have to bear the pressure from the school leadership, and he had to stand up to them in order to protect his students. He only hoped that his students could study under his leadership and management, and graduate smoothly. At first, he did not know about Zhang Jun's beating, but that was fine with him turning a blind eye to it. After all, his students were already in their third year, and there was still a semester before they graduated, so he did not want to make things difficult for these students. Even though these students were very mischievous, after a few years of interaction, the relationship between the teacher and his students was still very good.

Zhang Fei had used his shocking analysis ability to deduce the mastermind behind the assassination attempt, but who was the ”him” they were talking about? What have I done with them? What would Zhang Fei and the others do with this informer who secretly hurt them? How would the form teacher, Teacher Wang handle this incident of Zhang Jun's beating? What kind of punishment would Zhang Jun receive? What would he choose?