"Peter, take it, don't reveal the secret." Sherron quietly stuffed a black schoolbag into Peter's hands. Peter took it with a confused look, opened the zipper and took a look, his expression changed instantly. "My uniform." "Keep your voice down," Xie Lun hurriedly made a gesture of silence and whispered, "Have you forgotten what I said? In the future, you should be low-key and low-key in your dealings with others." Peter tightened his grip. He held his schoolbag in his arms and nodded vigorously: "Thank you, Team Leader." "What does Team Leader mean? I seem to be the gang leader." Sherron patted Peter's forehead and said with a smile, "This uniform It is made of special materials and has certain advantages such as bulletproof, high temperature resistance, and friction resistance. However, the only disadvantage is that the heat dissipation effect is not very good, so you must be mentally prepared." "By the way, the style is your favorite red Blue model, from today on, you are a real NIA agent." Sherron reached out and grabbed Peter's shoulders tightly, and said solemnly: "Remember, Peter, with great power comes great responsibility. In the future, your ability , is to deal with enemies who endanger social security and the lives of citizens, not to pick up girls, you know?" "With great power comes great responsibility," Peter murmured and repeated, his eyes gradually brightening. Regarding plagiarizing the "last words" of his future uncle, Sherron didn't blush at all and patted Peter on the shoulder: "Okay, let's go to school. By the way, don't forget your mission and pay attention to collecting intelligence." Peter emphasized. He nodded, hugged his schoolbag and ran happily to the school. Tina, who was behind Xie Lun, said faintly: "What you just said is probably not true." Xie Lun didn't look back: "Which sentence?" Tina curled her lips and said: "Of course it's that sentence: the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility." Such nonsense." Sherron laughed: "Of course I mean it, I am the man who wants to be Spider-Man's life mentor." Tina retched and almost vomited. Under Xie Lun's arrangement, Chen Meimei attended the elementary school campus of Wisteria Orchid School, while Tina entered the middle school campus and served as a temporary physical education teacher. As for the high school campus, Peter is in charge. As for Xie Lun, who is the leader of the team, Xie Lun, who is responsible for overall leadership and is the self-proclaimed dean of the whole school, holds a pointer and walks around the huge campus with his hands behind his back. After wandering around for a long time, for some unknown reason, he slowly walked to the stadium that was destroyed by fire. Although several months had passed, the dark walls and collapsed roof all showed how serious the fire was at that time. Although Xie Lun suspected that there was something fishy about the fire in the gymnasium, after such a long time and all the hardships, I am afraid that any evidence and clues have long since disappeared. But just when Xie Lun was about to turn around and leave, a crisp sound of "dang" suddenly came from the gymnasium. Xie Lun frowned, his hand already touched the handle of the gun at his waist, and he walked cautiously inside. The roof collapsed, and the hot sunlight shone in, illuminating the inside. Crisp sounds came one after another, vaguely like the sound of piano keys. But in this ruined stadium, who would play the piano here? After Xie Lun followed the sound and sneaked in, he found that an area in the center of the stands had been cleared. In that area, there was a somewhat broken piano. Beside the piano, there was an old black man in ragged clothes, tilting his ears and pressing the keys with one finger. Xie Lun looked around and after confirming that there was only this old man, he slowly walked forward and said in a deep voice: "Who are you and why are you here?" "Before asking others, explain your identity first. Shouldn't this be Is it polite?" The old man still pressed the keys and said with a smile. "Stop talking nonsense," Xie Lun frowned and said, "Answer my question." "Don't be impulsive, young man." The old man raised his hands and said with a smile, "Your steps are very unfamiliar. You must have just come to this school. If so, The old people at the school should all know me, after all, I am a technician employed by this school." The old man turned around slowly, and indeed there was an ID card pinned to his chest. In addition, Sherron also discovered that the old man's eyes were gray-white. He is blind. Despite this, Xie Lun did not relax his vigilance. He still pressed his hand on the handle of the gun and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing here?" "Do my job, tune the strings." The old man smiled, "That fire burned down Most of the instruments were damaged, but this piano was lucky to survive, so I want to repair it so that the children can play beautiful music on it again." Sherron carefully observed the old man's expression and made sure that he was not lying. , then breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the name on the other party's ID: "Sam, how long have you been at school?" Sam smiled and said, "Please identify yourself, otherwise I won't answer any of your questions." "School." Trusted dean." "Young man, it is immoral to deceive an old man like me. Although I am blind, my ears are not deaf. Judging from the change in your tone just now, you are not from the school at all. Right?" Sherron raised his eyebrows, simply pulled out the pistol and loaded it with a "click". Sam quickly said seriously: "Director, I have been working for more than thirty years." "So, have any strange things happened in the school in the past few months?" "Director, Wisteria Orchid School is a It is a professional and elite institution of higher learning. Both the students and the teachers have good family education and extremely high personal qualities. They have never committed any illegal or disciplinary behavior." "Oh no, old guy, you are giving a report." "Don't talk nonsense, tell the truth." "To tell the truth, that means I can't see it at all." Sherron stared at Sam's serious look and smiled softly: "I can't see it, but I can always hear it. Well. If nothing else, let’s talk about the fire in this gymnasium.” “Reporting to the director, I don’t know.” A cold gun muzzle was pressed against Sam’s forehead. This seemingly simple old black man quickly changed his words again: "But I have heard a bit. If the director doesn't think it's too verbose, I'll tell you slowly." Xie Lun didn't move his gun: "Tell me, be more detailed." "Well, there's actually nothing to say. . Wisteria Orchid School has a tradition of jointly organizing Christmas song and dance concerts with other schools, so this gymnasium is divided into a place for practice ensembles, so there are so many burned instruments here. I remember we just practiced once or twice, A fire suddenly broke out at night and burned down the entire gymnasium." As he spoke, Sam touched the piano nearby and sighed: "I have been groping among these garbage for so long, and finally found such a piano that can still be repaired. So many musical instruments are gone." Sherron keenly captured a message: "Join those schools with other schools." "Well, there are New York Public Junior High School, Zamak Welfare School, Franklin Institute of Higher Education, and Gotham, Wayne. The first private elementary school”