Chapter 11: Return Home

  Pong!

  The classroom door was suddenly kicked open and a group of police officers wearing bulletproof vests burst in, surrounding a short, stout figure.

  "Don't move! Put your hands up!"

  Dozens of handguns and micro-submachine guns poked out from behind riot shields, their muzzles dark and menacing.

  White and unblemished like a dream just awakened, he hastily stretched out his hand pointing at the corpse on the ground: "Don't shoot, Zhao Tiezhu is already dead."

  As soon as she spoke, she was shocked to find that her hand was actually holding a gun, and the ropes on her body had also disappeared.

  Turning around, Qin Lang was crouching behind her, head down, hands tied with rope, looking like a helpless hostage.

  At this time, if she still didn't understand what was going on, then she would really be stupid. Obviously, Qin Lang's previous actions were all to "help her take credit".

  "It's really heaven's blessing." Seeing Bai Wuxia safe and sound, Huang Zhongtian finally let out the breath he had been holding in his throat.

  At this moment, no one present would suspect that Bai Wumo had snatched the gun from Zhao Tiezhu's hand at a critical moment and shot him dead.

  Huang Zhongtian naturally thought so too, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief that his black hat had been preserved.

  He didn't even notice that Bai Wuxia's gun was still raised, and he strode over to the crowd with a sincere expression on his face, saying: "Comrade Wu Xiao, I'm sorry you were frightened. This is my fault as the director of this bureau, and I want to apologize to you. Also, this time you risked your life, remained fearless in the face of danger, killed the hijacker Zhao Tiezhu, and rescued the hostages. I will definitely recommend you for recognition."

  The director is the director, "with body trial risk, in crisis not afraid" eight big characters, immediately defined the scene, not only confirmed Bai Wuxia's merit, but also erased the previous mistake of Bai Wuxia being hijacked by Zhao Tiezhu and even having his gun taken away.

  "Oh, no..." Bai Wuxia was about to explain herself, but seeing Director Huang's concerned and slightly exaggerated fat face, as well as the surrounding colleagues, she knew that no matter how she explained herself, it would be useless. Just like Qin Lang said earlier, this was already beyond her control.

  Bai Wumei soon became the center of attention, surrounded by her colleagues who asked her all sorts of questions and heaped praise upon her.

  Even journalists who were connected to the news swarmed in, and as soon as they entered the classroom, they rushed to hand over the microphone for an interview with Bai Wuchuang.

  The small classroom was soon filled with a hubbub of voices, even the lingering smell of blood was overpowered.

  Qin Lang quietly watched from behind the crowd, he had been completely ignored, but this was exactly what he wanted to achieve, he did not want to be the focus of everyone's attention, nor did he want those police officers to know that the one who killed Zhao Tiezhu was him.

  Mei Yu Yan didn't know when she also followed into the classroom, seeing medical staff handling Zhao Tiezhu's body, her face turned pale, and she walked over involuntarily, tears rolling down uncontrollably as she went.

  "Brother Tiezhu, I...I'm sorry, I really didn't know things would turn out like this, waaahhh...sorry!" She burst into tears beside Zhao Tiezhu's corpse.

  The medical staff had already covered Zhao Tiezhu's body with a white cloth, covering up the nauseating head. Seeing Mei Yuxuan, such a beauty, crying so sorrowfully, one of the male medical staff felt pity and comforted her: "A person is dead and cannot be revived, you should mourn in moderation."

  Zhao Tiezhu's body was quickly carried out on a stretcher.

  Mei Yu Yan crouched on the ground, crying like a little girl who couldn't find her way home.

  "Teacher Mei, can you help me with something?" Qin Lang called out softly from a short distance away.

  Mei Yu Yan lifted her head, her pretty face like a pear blossom in the rain, and gazed at him with an expression that evoked sympathy. She choked back a few sobs, finally stopping her tears, and wiped her face several times before standing up and walking to Qin Lang's side, saying apologetically: "Qin Lang, I'm really sorry to have dragged you into this and given you such a fright."

  "It's not even a big deal, besides, this is Zhao Tiejun's own doing, it has nothing to do with you." Qin Lang shook his head, being so close to the object of the original body owner's secret crush made his heart beat uncontrollably faster.

  Forcing down the out-of-control heartbeat rhythm, Qin Lang asked: "Can you help me untie the rope?"

  "Ah?" Mei Yu Yan only then discovered that Qin Lang's hand was still tied with a rope, feeling even more guilty in her heart, she hastily nodded, "Alright, I'll help you untie it."

  The rope was quickly untied and Qin Lang stood up. In fact, he could have untied the rope himself, but he let others do it just to put on a show.

  Mei Yu Yan's heart was uneasy, so she said: "Qin Lang, this time the matter, Teacher Mei should bear a great responsibility. If you need any compensation, I will definitely think of a way to satisfy you."

  Qin Lang shook his head, and patted her shoulder somewhat abruptly: "I don't need any compensation, you don't have to worry about it either, and don't take Zhao Tiezhu's death too seriously. Look forward, everything will get better."

  As he withdrew his hand, Qin Lang suddenly realized that as a student now, making a shoulder-patting gesture to a teacher older than himself was indeed somewhat too presumptuous.

  However, Mei Yu Yan, who was dominated by sadness, did not notice this and did not realize that Qin Lang, who used to stutter when talking to him and had a low IQ, had become so clear and fluent in his thinking and language.

  "Thank you." Mei Yu Yan nodded slightly with a hint of melancholy.

  "By the way, Teacher Mei, I'm also going to trouble you to help me ask for a leave of absence from school. I'm not feeling well and want to go home and rest." Qin Lang said.

  He is indeed very uncomfortable now, the dizziness in his mind has not disappeared, extremely tired, and he can't wait to find a place to sleep immediately.

  "I'll accompany you to the hospital for a check-up, the ambulance is right here." Mei Yu Yan also noticed Qin Lang's poor mental state and said with some concern.

  "No need to go to the hospital, I'm just over-stressed and a bit tired." Qin Lang waved his hand.

  Mei Yu Yan still wanted to persuade her, but who knew that Qian Da Bing happened to appear at this time, and as soon as he saw her, he stuck to her like a fly, wrapping around her and talking.

  Qin Lang knew that if he didn't leave now, once those police came to their senses, he probably wouldn't be able to escape. So, he immediately seized this opportunity and quietly slipped into the crowd, quickly disappearing from view.

  By the time Mei Yu Yan got rid of Qian Da Bing's entanglement and wanted to find Qin Lang, she couldn't find him anymore.

  Bai Wuxia, after dealing with her colleagues and reporters, also looked around for Qin Lang's figure, but couldn't find him anywhere. She couldn't help but think: This guy pushed the credit to me, but he himself slipped away so quickly, humph, if it weren't for you saving me, this young lady wouldn't have taken the fall for you.

  ……

  After leaving school, Qin Lang followed his memory and came to Nanchen Alley, which was not far from the school.

  The surroundings of Nanchen Lane are all old-fashioned bungalows, compared to new residential areas, although they have fewer modern elements, but they have a more humanistic atmosphere.

  Qin Lang currently lives here, of course, to be precise, this is just another home for him.

  After his father, the original owner of this body, made a fortune, he bought a villa in a high-end community in Ping'an City and lived there with his family.

  The old house in Nanchuan Alley was where he and his birth mother lived before his father made a fortune, it had been uninhabited for over a decade.

  Because of the stupid Qin Lang and stepmother living together before, he had been subjected to many difficulties, and his heart was not at ease. During his third year of high school, using studying as an excuse, he moved alone into this old house.

  His father originally disagreed, but couldn't outdo Qin Lang's stubbornness. Plus, this old house was indeed closer to where Qin Lang went to school, so he finally nodded in agreement.

  At first, his father had even hired a nanny for him, but was driven away by Qin Lang. Because in Qin Lang's heart, this house carried too many memories of his deceased mother and childhood, so he did not allow any outsiders to enter, desecrating this sacred place in his heart.

  Fortunately, although Qin Lang's IQ is not high, he has not been foolish to the point where he has no ability to take care of himself. In fact, when Qin Lang was a child, his father was very busy with business, and at that time, he did not have a stepmother or grandparents, so many times, he had to take care of himself, and many life skills were also learned during that time.

  His father also saw this and tacitly approved of his actions.

  Nowadays, such an arrangement is a pleasant surprise for Qin Lang who has taken his place.

  Because he likes quietness, living alone means he doesn't have to consider anyone else when doing anything.

  Moreover, he has just occupied this body and there are many aspects that have not been sorted out, and even the identification of this body is not complete, so it's not time to contact the relatives of the original owner yet.

  Squeak!

  The old courtyard gate was pushed open by Qin Lang, revealing a moderately sized yard with a large Chinese scholar tree growing in it. Under the tree stood a stone table and two stone stools.

  This is a residential house similar to Siheyuan, but much smaller than the traditional Siheyuan, and its architectural features also have obvious regional characteristics.

  He closed the courtyard gate and Qin Lang rushed straight to the middle house.

  Entering the house, Qin Lang didn't have the energy to carefully look around, he was already exhausted to the extreme, as if he could fall asleep at any moment.

  He dazedly found his way to the bed, fell onto it with a thud, and began snoring loudly.

  This sleep lasted until midnight when Qin Lang finally woke up again. He was woken by hunger, and the only thought in his mind was to eat.

  Following his memory to open the refrigerator, it was full of food. He didn't even bother to cook, grabbing whatever he could eat directly and stuffing himself.

  When he was satisfied and patted his belly with a burp, almost everything in the refrigerator that could be eaten directly had been eaten clean.