~： The second year story 017, the puzzle of Melaleuca and the creator

"Right! I'm looking for it!"

"Search?"

"Woo!!!"

Walnut found that she had missed her mouth and hurriedly covered her mouth. But after thinking about it, she felt that Principal Campa could still be trusted, and as long as the key content was not stated, everything was fine.

"I...I'm looking for something! I basically know who set the trap. I have some...um...very important things hidden by that person. I was looking for it all day during the day today. Fortunately, I found those things...Ah!"

Suddenly, Walnut remembered that those photos were still in her pocket! What if it was seen by Headmaster Campa at this time? She rushed back to the bathroom, rummaging through her clothes. But once again she was surprised to find that those photos had disappeared. Where did it go? I believe there is no need to elaborate.

"Oh? Did you find those things? How did you find them?"

After hesitating for a while, Walnut decided to tell the truth: "Actually, that person is the idiot who lives in the grove. He divided my important things into dozens of pieces and buried them in various parts of the grove. I will pay for it. I found it with great strength and careful tracking of his footprints when he buried something. Fortunately, it rained today, otherwise there would be no footprints, and I would really not find them."

Headmaster Campa nodded, and he groaned. But suddenly he raised his head and said: "Wait for the princess, you say footprints? So, are those things buried in the soil?"

"Yeah, yeah, I dug it out for a long time."

"Hmm... I heard from the teacher in the school that the idiot was driven out of the house by the Goodsey family early in the morning. Did he know in advance that he would be driven out and bury the treasures first?"

"Of course not~~~" Walnut was slightly proud at this time, and said, "How could he know in advance? At that time, I was watching by the side. He left after learning that he was kicked out, only because he went to get things. And re-enter the bushes. And this time is only five minutes, there is no time to bury...to bury...????????!!!"

Principal Campa sighed and said, "It seems that this last puzzle has finally been solved. In five minutes, it is impossible to bury dozens of things in the grove. Those things should be He buried it already, right? The only thing he did in those five minutes was to walk around in the woods, leaving his footprints in the rain-moistened soil, so that you could find those treasures smoothly."

At this moment, Walnut's mouth finally opened up.

"He even calculated the weather...If you want to return to this room in a short time, he must give you ample reason to stay in that small forest and look for it. But if you can't find it everywhere. , Maybe he will give up and come back early. Therefore, he will selectively induce you to discover those things by leaving footprints on the soil wetted by rain, thus delaying your return time. Then use these sufficient time To arrange all the institutions."

"Weather, psychological cues, light, separation of water and oil, and induction. He used various methods to finally complete all the layouts and successfully achieved the goal from you. Princess, maybe you will feel very unwilling, but I Just to say, you...really lost."

Walnut was stunned on the spot, her little brain was already unable to function because she had accepted too much. She was deceived, deceived again. She was thrown around by that idiot again and again, this unwillingness...this anger...this unbearable humiliation hit her self-esteem time and time again. at last……

"I want to kill him! I don't care about anything anymore, I absolutely want to kill him! I want to kill him——————!!!"

The quiet and virtuous princess finally went crazy. But it is no wonder that no one wants to be fooled, especially by someone whose status is far below him. She was angry and screamed. Principal Campa didn't understand the **** walnut, but he had something to say before the princess really took revenge.

"Princess, if I'm not mistaken...you are the one who instructed Master Goodsey to drive away the idiot?"

"So what! Now I don't just want to drive him away, I also want to deny the stamped paper! Tomorrow I will destroy his house... No, tonight! Now! Now I'm going to call someone!"

"Princess, please calm down and listen to me. You just said that you have some very important things in the hands of an idiot. According to the general idea...then the idiot should be able to use those things to threaten you and force you to do something. Compromise, and don't need to spend so much time and work out one game after another, to entice you to take the bait?"

Walnut was stunned and stunned.

"Then...then why is he...?"

"Um...According to my guess, the key reason why he set up such a complicated round is because of one point."

"He has no evidence, or there is no conclusive evidence that the person behind the scenes who drove him away from the house was you, the princess."

"If I were him, I would think. If you are the master behind the scenes, then of course it’s okay for me to threaten you with your baby. But what if you are not? I might only irritate you by doing so. At that time, you will have a fish to die. Obviously, it is not the idiot's survival creed that the same death is not. I know him. He regards the matter of'living' as more important than anything. He is also more afraid of death than anyone.

"If you are not sure if you are the master behind the scenes, he must make a trial. Therefore, he laid the puzzle of his footprints in the grove and then disappeared. It is estimated that he will pay close attention to your house during this time. After he confirmed that you did not come back in a certain period of time, he started to act. I believe that now the treasure you have collected so hard has been taken back by him, right?"

Walnut cried with tears in her eyes, and gave a hum.

"Ah...Princess, he can still do this when he is not sure whether you are the master behind the scenes. If you really declare war on him, are you sure you can prevent him? Maybe? When you don’t even know why, he will take a knife..."

Walnut's complexion lost its blood instantly. In the cold wind that occasionally blew in outside the window, she was sitting on the sofa with her bare arms, shaking...

The next day, when the three of Dai Lao again commanded the construction team to come to the demolition, a voucher in the hands of the idiot made them immediately dumbfounded. Facing this essay signed by Princess Walnut and stamped personally, Dai Lao had to lead the crowd to evacuate after careful consideration. In this way, the idiot can be regarded as keeping his only place of residence, keeping this home...

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The rain pattered, ticking.

The rainy season of Huangmei for more than ten days has filled the air with the smell of humidity.

The sky is always covered with gray clouds, like a breathless old man pressing down on the city below.

The hazy rain screen blocked the view, and the buildings in the distance seemed to be covered with a layer of fine yarn. The cool liquid gathered in the cracks of the ground and turned into a stream, flowing into the river along the long-dug ditches. The people at work seem to be extinguished by the rain, and they do things feebly. The students who are studying in the class also have their heads drooped, listening to the rain and watching the rain. They don't have the mind to attend class at all.

The rain is just like that, it's falling...no thunder, no wind. It just keeps under the most mechanical and coldest state.

The ticking sound in the wooden house is endless, the damp smell fills the place, and the smell of mud is in the nose. The bread was lying on the bed, sleeping deeply under the quilt. Perhaps because of the continuous rain, her mental condition seemed unsatisfactory.

The idiot is sitting at the table, holding books in his hands, reading and taking notes.

These books were brought by Quilin last time, and he would come back and take advantage of this time to quickly absorb knowledge every one hour of lunch time at noon. These books are slightly different from other books, which also speeds up his learning speed.

Take this "Mathematics" for example, almost every page on it has large and small notes. The very graceful handwriting always outlines the most important content in the book, and then writes some of the original owner's own understanding next to it. Idiots often find that these handwritten handwritings are easier to read than those esoteric and obscure dogmatic articles. It's as if someone is by his side, teaching him how to learn.

Thanks to these annotations, idiots read quickly. Now, he is able to read most of the text, and he doesn't know the exact calculation formula of numbers as before.

Close the book, the idiot raised the pen and began to practice some simple mathematical calculations. After it was over, he exhaled and turned and stood up.

The rest time has passed, and he must go out again in the rain and drag the floor of the teaching building.

The idiot walked to the bed and looked at the sleeping bread. As the rainy season approached, her average daily sleep time also appeared to be longer and longer. Just like yesterday, she slept for twenty hours.

Looking at this little girl who only knows how to sleep, the idiot can only sigh. He turned his head inadvertently, and saw that the dulan tree that grew out of the crack in the floor was now listless, and it seemed to wither at any time.

"Boy, pull out this weed. It's an eyesore to look at."

The blood pupil opened and glared at the seedling of the Dulan tree.