After listening to what Lu Fenghan said, Xia Zhiyang winked at Chen Mingxuan.
Listen, listen! Why didn’t we think of giving Jiang Qi such practical and feasible suggestions before
Tan Rui turned to look at Jiang Qi, who almost couldn't hold back the expression on his face.
He thought there was nothing wrong with his and Tan Rui's design!
As a member of the Qi family, he has the authority to temporarily shut down all surveillance equipment in the hall and enable the recording function of everyone's personal terminal.
And he was sure that compared to the fact that Tan Rui, who was familiar to everyone, would lie, most people would have a preconceived notion that Qi Yan, a stranger from a remote planet who had never seen the world, would steal.
As long as everyone believed it, it would be useless even if Qi Yan said he didn't steal anything.
What he wanted was to let everyone know that his brother was not presentable and even knew how to steal!
The only variable is the video.
Lu Fenghan chuckled, as if to kindly answer Tan Rui and Jiang Qi's doubts: "Are you wondering why the recording function of everyone's personal terminal is blocked, but mine is not?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Zhiyang quickly pressed his personal terminal twice: "Hey, it's actually blocked. I can't record anything."
He looked at Lu Fenghan's wrist, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, "No way! You are a bodyguard, how can you be so rich? Is the White Falcon made by God Y? The White Falcon ignores the most powerful shielding system in the entire league and can activate the recording function anywhere! This thing is very expensive!"
Lu Fenghan nodded: "It's the White Falcon."
As a fanatical fan of Y-God, Xia Zhiyang looked at Tan Rui again, and deliberately glanced at Jiang Qi out of the corner of his eye: "Don't blame the Qi family's shielding system for not working. It's because the opponent is too strong, no, too super! In fact, Y-God made the White Falcon originally to supply the military and break through the limitations of the rebels' video jammers. Using it here, hiss, it's buried."
When Qi Yan heard the words "White Falcon", he subconsciously looked at Lu Fenghan's personal terminal.
Jiang Qi ignored Xia Zhiyang's sarcasm and turned to look at Qi Wenshao who had been silent.
It is impossible for a bodyguard to be so rich that he can afford the equipment made by God Y, so it was naturally Qi Yan who paid for it.
However, Qi Yan has been living on a remote planet in the Messier region, and his grandparents come from ordinary families. How could they have so much money
Plus Turan, if you pray to Leto, you can enter Turan Academy as a second-year student—
Without him and his mother knowing, how much money did his father give to Qi Yan in private and how much money did he pave the way for him
At this moment, Jiang Qi felt an irrepressible anger rising in his heart, and felt betrayed and fooled by the person he admired the most. He almost bit his lower lip until it bled.
Tan Rui had performed many similar tricks since he was a child, and they were all successful every time, but he had never been caught red-handed like he was now.
He managed to hold up his momentum: "What I said was that I saw Qi Yan passing by the table. Was I right? Who knew that someone wanted to frame him on purpose, and the 'Voice of the Forest' happened to be in Qi Yan's bag!" Surrounded by countless people's gazes, he felt a little panicked and spoke faster, "Besides, he came from a remote planet. Isn't it normal for me to suspect him first?"
Chen Mingxuan, who had been watching the show, couldn't bear to watch it anymore: "Are you an idiot?"
Xia Zhiyang even felt that he was only one year older than Tan Rui, so how could he be so much smarter
He pointed at the ring on Tan Rui's finger from a distance: "There are only 50 rings in the world. You must be the only one with poor taste in taste at the scene. You wear it every day and don't want to take it off. I say, before committing a crime, can you take off the conspicuous jewelry first? I call you stupid, but you don't even realize it yourself, it's terrible!"
Tan Rui subconsciously put his hands behind his back.
Putting the 'Voice of the Forest' into Qiyan's pocket was an idea that I came up with on the spur of the moment.
He thought that if he blocked the surveillance and video recording, he would be completely safe.
"I-"
"The whole story is very clear."
The one who spoke was Principal Caroline. She stepped forward and stood out from the crowd. "I heard that you have received the admission letter from Turan College, which means you are already a student of Turan College."
Tan Rui suddenly panicked, his throat tightened: "Yes."
"Since you are a student of our school, then according to Chapter 5, Article 28 of the school rules, students who deliberately frame and frame classmates, deliberately infringe on the reputation of others, and refuse to admit their mistakes will be expelled." Caroline paused, "My classmate, you don't need to come to Turan College for classes when the school starts."
Jiang Qi was about to say something, but his hand hanging by his side was grabbed tightly by Jiang Yunyue.
He reacted quickly.
Yes, the evidence is conclusive, and Tan Rui's expulsion is an established fact. His plea will not only be of no avail, but will also leave a bad impression in the eyes of Principal Caroline.
He shut up.
For a moment, Tan Rui thought he was hallucinating, and even everything he saw was an illusion.
Otherwise, why would so many people look at him with surprise, sympathy, gloating, and ridicule
If a student is identified as a student of bad conduct by Turan College, he will become a laughing stock in the entire social circle before tomorrow!
His gaze slowly turned towards Qi Yan who was standing at the door.
The gilded carved gate became the background, and the light from the dome fell down, making Qi Yan feel as cold as frost just standing there.
Tan Rui wondered, why wasn't it Qi Yan who was judged to have bad conduct and expelled from Turan
Why not him
It should obviously be him, Qi Yan!
At this time, Qi Yan took in Tan Rui's expression and said to Lu Fenghan, Xia Zhiyang and the others, "Let's go. It's boring."
After leaving Qi's house and getting into the hovercraft, Xia Zhiyang laughed loudly, feeling relaxed from head to toe. He curiously rubbed the seat and asked Lu Fenghan, "Did you really keep the video on?"
Lu Fenghan held the black joystick and pressed the accelerator button. The dark car body drove onto the fast lane like a shadow.
With his elbows resting on the porthole, Lu Fenghan said with a smile: "I just made it up, and you believe it?"
Chen Mingxuan held the game terminal and continued, "When did you and Qi Yan discover their little tricks?"
Lu Fenghan: "When the recording function of a personal terminal is blocked, 'White Falcon' will remind you. You should know that the so-called blocking of the recording function is not really blocking, but it emits interference waves, making the recorded image blank. And White Falcon can capture this interference wave instantly."
Xia Zhiyang slapped his thigh excitedly: "When my god takes action, any little gadget I make is amazing!"
Lu Fenghan continued, "When someone approached Qi Yan deliberately and stuffed something into his pocket, Qi Yan also felt it. Since they went to so much trouble, we naturally have to see what those two people are going to do."
He also commented bluntly: "However, it's not good enough and can barely be used as a minor adjustment."
Xia Zhiyang collapsed backwards, rubbing the metal ring on his earlobe, and tilted his head: "Today is really fun! Chen Mingxuan and I have been at odds with Jiang Qi and his gang for a long time. That Tan Rui is an illegitimate child, who was brought back from outside when he was a teenager, and his character is just... floor-mopping level? Jiang Qi, he entered the Qi family with Jiang Yunyue, and he is obviously not a proper member of the Qi family, but he always likes to show off, with a big show, and a lot of airs, as if he is afraid that others don’t know his father’s last name is Qi. He also always looks like he is being bullied, and I have been disgusted by him for several years!"
Lu Fenghan listened and glanced at Qi Yan out of the corner of his eye.
The affairs of the Qi family did not seem to attract any of his attention.
The black bow tie at the snow-white collar was loosened. There was light outside the car window, and the light and shadow were divided into light and dark with his nose bridge as the boundary.
Indifferent, without any emotion.
Lu Fenghan suddenly felt annoyed. He didn't want Qi Yan to hear any more of the Qi family's nonsense, so he naturally interrupted Xia Zhiyang and said, "Give me your address. I'll take you back first."
When I got home, it was already late.
After taking a shower, Qi Yan, still covered in moisture, leaned against the head of the bed and casually browsed through the Qi family's surveillance system to make sure that all the content that needed to be deleted was deleted.
When exiting, the personal terminal prompts that a file has been received.
Source not shown.
Qi Yan clicked on it and saw a familiar psychological test form. It had nearly three hundred questions in total and was extremely detailed.
After reading it from beginning to end, Qi Yan began to write down his answers at the end of the measurement table based on his memory, and finished it in less than five minutes.
After selecting submit, Qi Yan got out of bed while waiting for a reply. He opened the bedroom door and walked aimlessly from upstairs to downstairs. He stopped at the last step, as if thinking about something.
The cold ground made his bare feet lose their warmth. After staying there for a long time, he went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water and went back upstairs.
The moment the bedroom door opened, the psychological measurement form submitted also received a response.
Fluorescent blue light reflected into Qi Yan's eyes.
The other party only asked one question -
"How often do you mix up reality now?"
Lu Fenghan was checking the recent news in the bedroom.
As big as the military's explanation of the great rout on the Southern Cross front, or the Central Corps' investiture ceremony two days ago.
As small as a mining star in the Kepler region where rare minerals were discovered, or as small as a cosmic storm causing the destruction of a shipping route near a planet in the Southern Cross region.
He looked at each one carefully, as if he was trying to accurately pick out a thread buried deep underneath these brief and superficial contents.
Like weaving a net by the river, it requires a lot of patience.
Until suddenly there was a sound of something heavy falling outside the door.
Like a dormant cheetah, Lu Fenghan stood up swiftly and strode to the door.
He opened the door, and the next second, he saw Qi Yan, wearing a loose white silk nightgown, standing in front of the bedroom door opposite. His hand was still holding the cup, and a lot of crystal clear and fine pieces of water cup were splashed under his feet.
Qi Yan was barefoot, with a tiny bloody wound on his naked calf, as red as a spot of rich cinnabar carefully painted on jade-white porcelain.
If Lu Fenghan's subordinates couldn't hold the water cup steadily, they would be laughed at for fifty years. But when Qi Yan couldn't hold it steadily, Lu Fenghan didn't think it was surprising.
It's just a little abnormal.
This time, Qi Yan didn't ask him to bandage his wound, but asked, "What day is it today?"
As if confirming something.
Lu Fenghan intuitively felt that something was wrong with Qi Yan's condition, so he answered cautiously, "August 17, 216th year of the Star Calendar. What happened?"
Qi Yan shook his head.
I think he just scared himself.
There is no confusion about reality, and the date he believes is correct.
Glancing at the transparent fragments and a puddle of water on the ground, Qi Yan said casually, "I just went to the kitchen to get some water and saw you watching the news downstairs."
Lu Fenghan looked at Qi Yan inquiringly: "I didn't go downstairs just now."
Qi Yan was stunned.
After thinking about it, he quickly came up with an answer: "I remembered it wrongly. You were in the bedroom just now."
Lu Fenghan glanced at Qi Yan's suddenly pale face and the trembling fingertips hanging by his side. He suppressed the doubts in his heart and took a step forward. "Did the water spill?"
Qi Yan nodded: "Yeah, the water was spilled."
Lu Fenghan ordered, "Stand still." Then, he stretched out his hands, picked up the barefoot Qi Yan, and stepped over the debris on the ground, explaining, "It will hurt your feet."
The sudden suspension made Qi Yan subconsciously grab the clothes on Lu Fenghan's shoulders. His voice was a little light: "Can you get me a glass of water?" He paused, "I need... to take medicine now."
After putting the person on the bed, Lu Fenghan went downstairs to help Qi Yan get another glass of water. Because there was no housekeeping robot, he cleaned up the water stains and debris on the floor himself.
When he finished cleaning up, Qi Yan had already finished the colorful pills, and there was still half a cup of water left in the cup, which he put aside.
Lu Fenghan did not ask Qi Yan what medicine he had taken or what disease he had. He just said, "You go to sleep. I'll be there."
In the past, it meant going back to the room opposite.
Qi Yan was a few seconds late in reacting. He looked listless and looked at Lu Fenghan: "The contract says that you will protect my safety, no matter when and where."
Lu Fenghan leaned against the wall: "So?"
The ending tone rises slightly.
Qi Yan pointed to the other empty side of the bed and said, "You sit here until I fall asleep."
Lu Fenghan took a step forward with his long, nimble steps and sat on the bed as Qi Yan requested.
The pure white bed surface sank slightly due to the weight of one more person.
And Qi Yan took a deep breath very slowly and lightly.
The trembling fingertips finally calmed down.
He slowly moved two inches towards Lu Fenghan, as if he had found an appropriate distance. Qi Yan bent his knees, curled up, and closed his eyes.
An hour later, after making sure that the person was asleep, Lu Fenghan took the healing gel, stood back beside the bed, leaned over and applied the gel on the wound on Qi Yan's calf.
The bleeding had already stopped.
Only one obvious line is left.
He hesitated for a few moments, but finally wrapped two bandages around Qi Yan's calf and tied a standard bow.
After Lu Fenghan's actions, Qi Yan did not wake up, and even lost all his vigilance and did not move at all.
After taking away the water cup and the empty thumb-sized medicine bottle, Lu Fenghan's eyes fell on Qi Yan's thin white calf wrapped in bandages.
Light "tsk" -
A little squeamish.