Chapter 1046: Chapter 598: Picked Up_2

However, when it came to Dong Qingfeng, Cao Kun was still a bit upset, but he could only graciously emphasize, “I know you are just ordinary classmates.”

Meng Zi Yun: “Thank you for understanding me, let’s go to the cafeteria to eat after morning self-study class.”

…

The commotion in the classroom gradually subsided, and at that moment, Chai Wei appeared at the front door, leaning on a crutch, limping.

He stood there, expressionless.

Shang Caiwei in the first row raised her head and caught sight of Chai Wei, almost suffocating in fear.

Last night, before Liu Chuandao and the others acted, Shang Caiwei mimicked Pang Jiao’s tone and shouted, she was an accomplice.

If Chai Wei found out, Shang Caiwei dared not imagine the consequences.

Cui Yu wandered over from the back row, looked Chai Wei up and down, and clicked his tongue in wonder: “Ah Wei, what’s wrong, did Pang Jiao retaliate against you?”

Chai Wei’s eyes darkened, he didn’t speak, and he silently returned to his seat.

Xin Youling’s gaze was complicated.

Last night, Chai Wei told Xin Youling everything about the attack, and Xin Youling acted as the messenger to bring Shan Qingrong, the homeroom teacher, to preside over justice.

Qiang Li came over to help Chai Wei, assisting him in sitting down at his seat.

Bai Yuxia felt his mental state was increasingly unstable, so to avoid getting involved, she asked: “Do you want to take a leave and rest at home?”

Chai Wei’s first thought was, ‘Is she actually concerned about me?’

The feeling of disgust towards the world in his heart lessened a bit.

But Chai Wei’s face still remained sullen, resolutely saying: “No need, just minor injuries, I have something important to do.”

As he spoke, he gave a poisonous glance at Pang Jiao in the distance, just wait, you’ll pay the price!

Five minutes later, Shan Qingrong stood on the podium.

The on-the-spot trial of Class 8 began.

Chai Wei was the first to stand up, leaned on his crutch, limping up to the podium, accusing:

“Homeroom teacher, yesterday Pang Jiao stole my things, after being punished, she was not satisfied in her heart, and at night, she deliberately took revenge, ambushing me in a small alley.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Jiao leaped to her feet, angrily exclaiming: “Who hit you? Which eye did you see me with!”

Chai Wei sneered: “I didn’t see you because I was put in a sack by you!”

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Countless classmates looked at Pang Jiao, incredulous.

Cui Yu exclaimed: “Pang Jiao performed artificial respiration several times, saving people at crucial moments, I thought she was a little doctor fairy, but didn’t expect she’s actually a little poison fairy!”

Meng Gui: “Indeed, people can’t be judged by appearances!”

Shan Qingrong coughed twice: “Quiet!”

Chai Wei angrily rebuked: “Even though I didn’t see your figure, do you think I couldn’t recognize you?”

“I heard your voice, your distinctive tone, like the roar of the River-East lion, no matter where, it’s like a firefly in the dark, so clear, so unique, how could I mistake it!”

Saying this, Chai Wei was almost gnashing his teeth.

Wang Longlong suddenly: “So unconsciously, she left such a vivid impression in your heart.”

Wu Xiaoqi: “What is this?”

Hu Jun: “It’s the unique human emotional connection, it is not only a personal need but also social…”

Xin Youling was baffled: ‘Aren’t they interrogating?’

Wang Longlong: “Yes, so no matter what impression she left on you Ah Wei, hitting someone is against the law, Pang Jiao, it’s your turn to speak.”

Finished speaking, Wang Longlong reached out, inviting Pang Jiao to debate.

Pang Jiao shouted: “Who hit you, you’re talking nonsense, last night I was drinking milk tea with Yanyan!”

Wang Yan Yan’s eyes rolled: “Without evidence how can you say we hit you? If you have the ability, show the evidence!”

Zhang Yifei: “You’re slandering, if you have the ability, find evidence!”

Chai Wei was furious, throwing down his crutch.

Five minutes later, Shan Qingrong mediated: “Chai Wei, regardless, it’s still important to provide evidence…”

“What if it was someone else who hit you?”

Chai Wei decisively said: “Impossible, I have such good relations, it’s impossible for anyone else to hit me!”

Duan Shigang stood up, speaking righteously: “Let me say a fair word, it’s not Ah Wei who is suspecting you, Pang Jiao, but in terms of motive, you have the greatest possibility of attacking Chai Wei.”

Liu Chuandao, watching the show from the audience, agreed: “That’s right.”

…

Even after the morning self-study ended, Chai Wei still couldn’t pin down Pang Jiao as the culprit.

Filled with resentment, he sat at his desk, his chest full of anger, with no appetite for breakfast, so he simply skipped the meal.

Duan Shigang and Liu Chuandao were very disappointed.

They initially thought they could topple Pang Jiao in one swoop, but they weren’t able to break through her defenses!

The two exchanged a glance, hatching a new plan.

Especially Duan Shigang, who understood well that once he acted, he must see it through thoroughly, never leaving things halfway done.

The two of them went up to the front row, intending to talk with Chai Wei and offer him advice.

Chai Wei glanced at the two, not saying a word, particularly putting Liu Chuandao on his blacklist.

Duan Shigang carefully considered his words and asked: “Ah Wei, what are you planning to do?”

Chai Wei remained expressionless: “If the school can’t give me justice, then I’ll get it from the police.”

Duan Shigang and Liu Chuandao exchanged a look, thinking that this wouldn’t do. Although they had acted discreetly and the incident took place in an unmonitored alley, there theoretically shouldn’t be any risk of exposure.

But if Chai Wei insists on involving the police, willing to meticulously investigate one by one, they might actually find a clue.

At that time, they’ll be the ones in trouble!

Duan Shigang gathered his thoughts and said: “Ah Wei, I heard you mention before that when you were attacked, you heard Pang Jiao’s voice?”

Liu Chuandao exclaimed in shock: “They were so audacious as to make noise!”

This topic touched a nerve in Chai Wei, who felt indignant: “That’s right, it was the sound of them talking.”

Liu Chuandao looked around, seeing that the classroom was nearly empty, and lowered his voice: “Did you record any evidence?”

“If there’s evidence, Pang Jiao couldn’t possibly deny it.”

Chai Wei shook his head: “It happened too suddenly.”

Liu Chuandao sighed: “Then there’s nothing we can do.”

Duan Shigang suddenly said: “I do have a solution. I think you shouldn’t call the police just yet. You got beaten up and couldn’t identify Pang Jiao. She’s probably very arrogant now, and she might even beat you again tonight.”

At this, Liu Chuandao stepped in, offering personal guidance: “Hey, at that time, you secretly record it with your phone as evidence!”

Chai Wei’s expression shifted.

He couldn’t help but ask: “But wouldn’t I have to take another beating?”

Duan Shigang relaxed his expression and advised: “Hey, think about it. If you don’t take another beating, wouldn’t last night’s beating have been for nothing?”

‘That makes a lot of sense…’ Chai Wei thought seriously.

However, the thought of being beaten again filled him with genuine fear:

“Can’t I find someone to watch from the side? Then, instead of being beaten, we catch them directly?”

Duan Shigang shook his head: “Don’t take people for fools. If you have someone watching, what if Pang Jiao and the others notice and stop the attack?”

“That makes sense too…” Chai Wei nodded.

Seeing Chai Wei starting to accept their plan, the two left satisfied.

Duan Shigang sent a message: “Haozi, there’s a job.”

…

Campus.

This morning, the cafeteria made crispy, delicious chicken patties. Xue Yuantong and the twins hurried away, intending to snatch an extra patty.

Thus Jiang Ning was left behind, picked up by Geng Lu.

In mid-November, the campus had almost shed all of the Yang Tree leaves by the roadside, appearing slightly ugly and reflecting the early winter atmosphere.

The cement ground was covered with many crushed, yellow-dried leaves. Jiang Ning and Geng Lu walked together, with the bright morning sun casting dappled light and shadows through the sparse treetops, bringing some warmth as it fell on them.

Around them, the students dressed in winter clothes, hurriedly rushing to the cafeteria, with even the pace of their conversation accelerating, all eager to enjoy breakfast quickly.

In the midst of this fast pace, Geng Lu instead felt a kind of long-awaited tranquility, intentionally slowing her pace, making this journey slower, even slower.

Noticing he was only wearing a thin long-sleeve, Geng Lu suddenly asked: “Aren’t you cold?”