Tan Ming efficiently set up the defenses in the shortest time possible.
Half an hour later, Shen Jianghuan returned with a group.
We arrived too late; the list of dormitories on the computer in the apartment management committee room had been completely deleted. We then went to the information registration room, where the computer data had also been wiped clean! I even consulted someone from the computer science department, but we couldn't recover anything; the information had been erased so thoroughly that not a trace was left! Shen Jianghuan said angrily.
Yan Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
Tan Ming's expression darkened as he scanned the group and asserted, "The murderer is among us, and they heard our conversation, going ahead to delete the information. Of course, it's also possible that the murderer wasn't sure if they were guilty and deleted the information to eliminate suspicion."
Huh? Shen Jianghuan furrowed his brows and pondered for a moment before grasping Tan Ming's implication.
Tan Ming had accurately guessed Yan Qing's thoughts; he was indeed considering this. If it weren't for Tan Ming holding him back, he would have planned to act on it!
Well, his sympathetic buddies had done it for him.
To be honest, Yan Qing was also eager to find the murderer as soon as possible, but he did not want to become a sacrifice. The idea of sacrificing himself for everyone else felt impossible to him! If his death could truly eliminate this system, it might be worth it; but what if he ended up like He Zhengwei?
Betting his life on it? Sorry, he wasn't a gambler; he wouldn't take that risk!
So what should they do next? Shen Jianghuan had no clue at all.
Learning from past experiences, they certainly couldn't investigate openly again.
Suddenly, Jiang Jie, who was with her, remembered that there was a dormitory list saved in their class group chat.
Her voice was low, only audible to those nearby.
Everyone's gaze turned towards her.
Compared to Shen Jianghuan, Jiang Jie was too quiet and reserved, often overlooked by others.
Right! Almost forgot about that! Shen Jianghuan felt excited about this new idea.
Tan Ming looked around and noticed that not many people were paying attention to them; he lowered his voice and said, "There's a computer in the library on the first basement level near the left bookshelf; it's still plugged in. Be careful when you check it out; don't alert anyone."
Got it. Shen Jianghuan exchanged glances with Jiang Jie and quietly left.
Yan Qing suddenly realized that he was referring to his own computer!
Tan Ming put his finger to his lips in a shushing gesture.
Hehe. Yan Qing chuckled awkwardly.
"Checking yourself on your own computer?"
He couldn't help but sigh; there seemed to be so many clever people in this world.
"What's wrong?" Tan Ming noticed that he seemed a bit reluctant.
"Nothing," Yan Qing replied casually.
Tan Ming wanted him to express his thoughts, but his gaze fell on Yan Qing's left hand. Seeing his palm, his brow furrowed.
Noticing Tan Ming's gaze, Yan Qing's eyelashes fluttered slightly. He instinctively glanced down and saw the abnormality in his hand. Alarm bells rang in his mind, and he quickly pulled it back into his sleeve.
Oh no, Hours is here! He had completely forgotten to eat!
Even worse, Tan Ming had seen it!
Yan Qing's heart was in turmoil.
A hint of surprise flashed in Tan Ming's eyes.
Yan Qing wanted to run away; he didn't know how to explain himself. Tan Ming was so smart; he would definitely have doubts about him, right?
His body was more honest than he was. The moment the thought of escaping crossed his mind, he acted on it, swiftly darting past Tan Ming and fleeing the scene.
"Yan Qing!" Tan Ming called after him.
Yan Qing pretended not to hear and continued running forward.
He left Fountain Square, dashed through a narrow path, and eventually arrived at Phoenix Terrace.
Phoenix Terrace was situated over the lake, serving as the school's viewing platform. Couples often came here for no particular reason other than its tranquility and distance from the main road, making it less frequented by others.
He ran all the way here, catching his breath for a moment before setting down his backpack and pulling out some food. Just as he opened the packaging, he heard Tan Ming's voice behind him: "What happened to your hand?"
Ignoring him, Yan Qing lowered his head and bit into a chicken leg, feeling flustered and still unsure of how to respond.
From Tan Ming's perspective, it was clear that Yan Qing was acting guilty.
After all, Yan Qing couldn't hide his emotions.
Of course, upon seeing Yan Qing's hand, Tan Ming immediately connected the dots about things that had puzzled him before—like how Yan Qing had managed to sever the branches and why he had been unwilling to take off his jacket last night to use it as protection.
Yet Yan Qing still refused to speak.
He couldn't even bear to look directly at Tan Ming.
Tan Ming crouched down and grasped his paw, the soft fur transmitting a warm sensation through his palm. His eyes, which seemed capable of seeing into one's soul, fixed intently on Yan Qing, making it hard for him to look away or explain himself.
Tan Ming uttered just two words, yet his tone was low and carried an unspoken pressure. Yan Qing felt momentarily trapped. He raised his hand, attempting to break free, but Tan Ming's grip was surprisingly strong; he couldn't escape and felt cornered.
"Let go first! If someone sees us, it will be hard to explain!"
"Hard to explain?" Tan Ming looked at him with an unreadable expression.
Yan Qing felt as if Tan Ming was deliberately asking a question he already knew the answer to.
With a slight increase in pressure from Tan Ming's hand, Yan Qing winced in pain. "Alright, alright! I’ll tell you!"
Hearing this, Tan Ming finally released his grip.
However, the other hand that had been hidden behind him reached out as well, revealing something he held in his grasp.
"You—" Yan Qing found himself at a loss for words.
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