I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl Chapter 867: Deterrence

Chapter 867: Deterrence

Ai Mi and Xiao Qin joined hands to kick me out of room 101 to prevent me from seeing the cla.s.s leader in a maid uniform.

I ran into Peng TouSi right when I left the room.

“Lin, are you disappointed?” Peng TouSi asked.

“Hmph. So what if they kicked me out? I could go into the yard and use the window…”

“Hurry up and close the curtains to prevent the manservant from peeking!”

“That’s right, Ye Lin cla.s.smate only needs to see me in a maid uniform!”

The sound of the curtain closing came after their conversation ended.

“I still have other ways!” I said to Peng TouSi, “Room 101 has a security camera, right? If I go to the surveillance room, then I would be able to see inside the room.”

Peng TouSi said seriously: “I promised Miss Ai Mi that I would be the only one who could see the surveillance footage.”

d.a.m.n it! Does he get trusted because he’s gay? I’ve been looking forward to see the cla.s.s leader in a maid uniform, but Ai Mi, Xiao Qin, Winnie, and Peng TouSi will be the only ones who could see it? I’m the one who carried out the plan, but I don’t get anything?

No way! I’m definitely going to try again later! The door to room 101 might be locked right now, but maybe they will drop their guard later! I might as well take a stroll around Qing Zi Academy and come back later to see if I could get a glimpse.

I left the VIP building after making my decision and ran into B-2 standing in the yard and charging itself with solar energy.

Ever since the freight elevator incident, every time my back is faced to B-2, I feel like B-2 is aiming at me with its pincers.

I suddenly looked back and saw B-2 putting its arm down.

“I saw you! What were you doing!” I questioned, “You were aiming a needle at me, right! I’m your third master! Are you trying to revolt?!”

“Beep——Beep Beep Beep——” The LED light on B-2’s head flashed, then after a one-second pause, B-2 began to rotate its arms in 360 degrees back and forth, and began to play the background music for radio gymnastics.

“First exercise, upper arm movement, one two three four, two two three four…”

“Stop trying to muddle your way through it with radio gymnastics!” I said angrily, “Does a robot even need to do radio gymnastics! You actually want to attack me, right? You let yourself believe that I’m a SAFE member and in order to protect, Dr. Yu, you want to make the first move and eliminate me, right?”

“Beep——” After my reminder, B-2’s sealed memory in his hard drive seemed to have been awakened, “Today, the third master brought another female who likes animals. It’s possible that both of them are SAFE members…”

Don’t use ‘female’ to describe the cla.s.s leader! Also, I won’t forgive you if you shoot a needle at the cla.s.s leader!

“I’ve already told you multiple times I’m not a SAFE member!” I said to B-2 angrily, “Do you need me to prove it? I can go into Dr. Yu’s lab right now and snap the spin of a white mouse right in front of you!”

Anyway, those experimental mice will inevitably die. I can use techniques I learned from domestic cats to at least let them have a painless death.

B-2 turned silent. After a long period of calculations, B-2 suddenly said poetically:

“One earth, one mother, shared life, shared responsibilities.”

“What is that? Modern poetry? So you want to be a poet instead of a robot a.s.sistant?! It’s still many times better than being a killer robot!”

“Beep——I found it on the internet. It’s the original mission statement for SAFE and all members know it. I could observe master number three’s facial movements with my mini-camera, so it really was a mistake in B-2’s judgment.”

Have you finally cleared me? In such a simple way? If you have an expression observation system, why didn’t you use it last time? Did you do it on purpose? It must have been intentional! Or maybe you, who was designed by Dr. Yu in high school, are simply an idiot robot and we can’t expect you to do anything reliably!

As the third master, I ordered B-2 to not use force against the cla.s.s leader. I also said the cla.s.s leader’s family has been hunters for generations as proof that the cla.s.s leader wasn’t a SAFE member.

Finally, B-2 promised he wouldn’t fire a needle at the cla.s.s leader until there was conclusive evidence. I breathed a sigh of relief, then left the courtyard of the VIP building, and wandered around the campus of Qing Zi Academy.

Unlike 28 Middle, Qing Zi Academy was large enough that you could get lost. Although it was an elite school with few students in each cla.s.s, it still included six different grades including middle school and high school, so the total number of students still exceeded that of ordinary middle schools.

I wandered around the huge campus without worrying about the security guards finding out that I wasn’t a student here.

First of all, when I came out of the VIP building, I borrowed a pair of sungla.s.ses from Peng TouSi. I was wearing them right now and it covered my vicious gaze.

Secondly, although I wasn’t wearing Qing Zi Academy’s full uniform, I did wear their school uniform pants along with a white s.h.i.+rt. I looked like a Qing Zi Academy student wearing sungla.s.ses and half of the school uniform.

I wandered into Qing Zi Academy’s stadium unknowingly. Maybe I was attracted by the sound of people playing basketball?

I stood by the basketball court and watched for a while, and had the following thoughts:

1. As expected of an elite school. The outdoor basketball court was also meticulously maintained. The rubber flooring was probably made with the latest tech. The surface was extremely smooth and made with bright colors. There weren’t any strange smells at all when exposed to the sun. The backboard and basket was also brand new.

2. In comparison with the high-end facilities, the skills of the two groups playing there was very average. I don’t know whether it’s because people from elite schools don’t really like sports, or if it was because I haven’t met any good people yet.

3. The average height was quite scary as it wasn’t much different than the average height of 28 Middle’s basketball team.

Later, I realized: This was the stadium of the high school division, and the students playing here ranged from the first year to the third year of high school.

That gave me a scare! I thought Qing Zi Academy had special meals to make everyone grow taller! So they were all high school students!

No wonder people often mistake me for a high school student. I wouldn’t feel out of place with my height and gaze if I was placed among a group of high school students.

“Ye Lin! Ye Lin! Over here!”

I suddenly heard a girl call my name. I turned my head in surprise towards the source of the sound, which was in the direction of the workout bars and sand pit.

It was He Ling.

He Ling told me before over the phone that her father, Uncle He, was able to pull some connections and get her into Qing Zi Academy for high school. She heard that I had subordinates like the Five Tiger Punishment Squad at Qing Zi Academy, so she thought I was well known at the school and asked me to protect her a bit.

I was wearing sungla.s.ses right now, but she actually recognized me from twenty meters away. As expected of someone I pushed down (in the ring).

Since she called my name, then I couldn’t pretend I didn’t hear, so I lazily walked towards He Ling. The two women and one man standing in the sandpit with her seemed to be her cla.s.smates.

I walked up to the four high school students, including He Ling, and I was actually the tallest among them. I was quite proud of myself and thanked my dad for my genes.

I don’t know if it was due to the sunlight or p.u.b.erty, but it felt like the that the marks on He Ling’s face was much lighter than before. It was almost invisible unless you were close to her.

Oops, if the marks disappear, then wouldn’t the nickname ‘Little Strawberry’ that Xiao Qin gave her be unrealistic?

He Ling, who still had two braids, was no longer at a girls’ school and had many more opportunities to interact with boys. It put her in a good mood, so she always had a faint smile on her face.

Qing Zi Academy’s high school uniforms weren’t significantly different from the middle school uniforms. For example, the girls all wore small brown suits with a skirt, but the high school uniform had an extra white line on the collar.

He Ling leaned against the horizontal bar, then made a posture to form an ‘S’ shape curve with her body. She wanted to attract the attention of more men on the sports field.

Even the two female cla.s.smates beside her seemed to have been chosen as supplementary characters. They weren’t as good-looking as He Ling and they were chatting about something with the boy next to them.

People other than He Ling didn’t pay too much attention when I walked over. They just thought that I was an acquaintance of He Ling. After all, I was wearing sungla.s.ses and my gaze didn’t make people want to call the police.

“Ha, it really is you.” He Ling said to me with a smile, ” You aren’t a student of our school, but you’re walking around openly, which means you aren’t afraid of anything? I just found out that the princ.i.p.al of Qing Zi Academy is Sister Qin’s uncle! As her boyfriend, of course you could do anything you want here.”

“So what?” I shrugged, “Do you really want me to protect you? Are you serious? You’re a high school student and I’m a middle school student!”

“Which part of you looks like a middle school student?” He Ling said, “This is the high school section, can anyone even tell that you’re a middle school student? People would believe me even if I said you’re older than me!”

“Fine!” I smiled, “Then you call me Brother Ye Lin.”

“Keep dreaming!” He Ling scolded with a smile, “When Sis Qin is not here, call me ‘Sis He Ling’ or I’ll complain to Uncle Ye!”

“Ok, Sis Strawberry…”

“Don’t mention that nickname in front of my high school cla.s.smates!” He Ling gritted her teeth at me.

At this time, the two girls standing near He Ling looked at me curiously.

“He Ling, who are you talking to? Can you introduce him to us?”

“Sure.” He Ling brushed the hair in front of her forehead coquettishly, then gestured at me with her palms, “Ye Lin is the son of my father’s friend. He’s a little younger than me and usually calls me sis. Even though he’s my younger brother, he’s very good at fighting! If someone bullies me, he will definitely avenge me!”

She deliberately didn’t elaborate on how much younger I was than her to not reveal that I was a middle school student. It was probably to ensure that I would be a deterrent to her cla.s.smates.

Just when I thought it was funny, I suddenly noticed that He Ling’s male cla.s.smate, who was standing a little further away, had gauze wrapped around his left ear. It seemed to be an injury he had suffered recently.