The teaching director lying on the ground heard Ji Baimo's words, and his expression on his face was slightly stunned. For some reason, he felt a little strange. Ji Baimo in front of him seemed to be different from his usual contact. Because he was just a teaching director, he rarely had contact with people like Ji Baimo. He only knew that every time Ji Baimo appeared in the school, the principal was extremely humble to Ji Baimo, as if the principal turned into a docile sheep in front of Ji Baimo, and he was obedient and did not dare to have any extreme behavior, which surprised him.

He also had the chance to see Ji Baimo's impression, but he just glanced from a distance. He said, based on his years of experience in knowing people, he felt that he was the kind of noble young man with his every move and gesture, elegant and modest, and looked weak, but now he felt a little different. Ji Baimo's smile on the corner of his lips was still gentle and elegant, but he was faintly shining with a cold light, as if he was examining a corpse, about to turn into a corpse.

"Mr. Ji...Mr. Ji, what's wrong with you? If you can't call the police for the time being, can you call me 12o first?" The director felt that his lower body had almost no feeling. Sometimes it was not a good thing to not feel. It might just mean that his place was necrotic. He had some hope. If time still had time, he might be able to reconnect.

The director looked at Ji Baimo in front of him with some anxiety, not understanding why Ji Baimo still didn't move.

At this moment, Ji Baimo sat at the desk and looked at the computer screen. The light of the computer shone on his face. I don’t know what he was looking at. His fingertips moved slightly, his thin lips were pursed, and his body was almost hidden in the shadow. The expression on his face seemed a little unseen.

The light in the room is not strong, and the room still has the previous bloody smell, which is inexplicably disgusting. At least the current teaching director feels like this.

"Bang..." Ji Baimo turned the chair and looked at the director on the ground. The smile on the corner of his lips was faint, and the peach blossom eyes under the lens seemed to be extremely concerned. He took off his glasses, then pinched the bridge of his nose with both fingers, and spoke slowly.

"What did she do to you?"

It seemed as if he was just asking about the incident lightly, which immediately made the glasses of the teaching director on the ground lit up. If Ji Baimo was willing to help him, then Yan Bai would definitely be finished. No matter how powerful the Yan family is, can it be compared to the Ji family? Now Ji Baimo's tone is just trying to help him!

Immediately, the director cheered up and began to talk to Ji Baimo about what had just happened.

"Mr. Ji, please help me. It was made by Yan Bai from the Yan family. She is not a normal person at all. She is a lunatic. She broke into my office in the evening. She didn't know what she did, so she was so confused. Then she took out a knife to cut me... and cut my place with her own hands, and deliberately recorded it. By the way, video, video is evidence!"

The voice was extremely sad and angry, and he kept silent about what he had done, but described Yan Bai as a madman, an inexplicable madman.

Ji Baimo heard this and got up from the chair and walked to the head of the head teacher. His smile did not diminish. His eyes fell on the head of the head teacher's lower body and spoke.
Chapter completed!