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The arrival of the police once again shattered the tranquility of the school. The forensic expert shook his head repeatedly, relieved that the hair of the female corpse hung down to cover her face; otherwise, the two students who discovered the scene would likely need to spend some time in a mental hospital.
The face of the female corpse had been brutally mutilated by the assailant with a dagger, leaving only a stark white skull and two empty eye sockets. Because of this, her identity could not be determined for the time being.
“Ma Lili! It’s Ma Lili!” Upon hearing this news, Tang An'an screamed hysterically, her voice hoarse from excitement. “I saw her walk into the Administrative Building!”
As soon as she spoke, everyone around her looked at her with strange expressions, as if they were gazing at a monster.
She wanted to argue but caught sight of a girl with a ponytail standing behind the homeroom teacher. It was none other than Ma Lili.
“An'an, you saw me… enter the Administrative Building?” Ma Lili had a bewildered expression on her face, tinged with confusion. “If that corpse is me, then who am I?”
“You're lying! You're all lying!” Tang An'an shouted like a madwoman and turned to run toward the playground.
Zhu Mingxuan glanced at the homeroom teacher before chasing after her.
When they reached the playground, Tang An'an suddenly stopped in her tracks and turned to face Zhu Mingxuan, her eyes filled with pain and suspicion. “Did you do it?”
“What are you talking about?” Zhu Mingxuan's expression shifted slightly, a hint of barely perceptible panic flashing in her eyes.
“That girl was killed by you, wasn’t she?” Tang An'an's tone was icy, though her voice trembled slightly. “After you dropped me off last night, you went back to the Administrative Building to report it, didn’t you? You were the one who skinned the flesh off that corpse’s face because you were afraid someone would recognize her identity.”
“How do you know that the face was intact before?” Zhu Mingxuan retorted sharply, trying to mask her unease.
"I saw her smile at me," Tang An'an said, lowering her head, her voice slightly choked. "Even though I couldn't see her face clearly, I saw her grin at me."
"What did you say?" Zhu Mingxuan asked, his face draining of color, turning pale in an instant.
At that moment, the homeroom teacher shouted to them from beside the horizontal bar, "Tang An'an, come to my office for a moment."
Tang An'an replied with a hesitant "Oh" and followed the teacher. With the college entrance exams approaching, relationships between boys and girls were particularly sensitive. The homeroom teacher would surely have a long lecture about them being together. However, what the teacher said next took her completely by surprise: "Tang An'an, in the next few days, Yue university will begin its independent admissions process. You know our school's situation; we basically have one self-recommendation slot per year. Our grade has already held a meeting and decided to recommend you. Go back and prepare your materials well; this opportunity is rare, so make sure to seize it."
"Why not Zhu Mingxuan?" Tang An'an blurted out. Yue university was a provincial key school that typically accepted only the top student from each grade for independent admissions.
"I've talked to him about this," the homeroom teacher said calmly, adjusting her glasses. "Zhu Mingxuan believes he can get into a better school, so he has given up this recommendation slot."
Tang An'an was taken aback for a moment before breaking into a wry smile. She hadn't expected Zhu Mingxuan to have such lofty aspirations, willing to endure two more months in this hellish school for the sake of his ideals.
People truly are different from one another.
She nodded at her teacher and gratefully said, "Thank you, Teacher Li! I will definitely prepare well!"
As Tang An'an reached the door, she happened to bump into Officer Zhao, who was at the school on official business. Officer Zhao recognized the girl and nodded slightly before entering.
Curious about the progress of the case, Tang An'an leaned against the door to eavesdrop.
"Officer Zhao, is there any progress?" It was the homeroom teacher's voice, tinged with urgency.
"It's a bit tricky," Officer Zhao's voice sounded weary, as if the case had drained him of all energy. "The victim was killed in your school, yet no one has gone missing recently. If someone dragged an outsider into your school's Administrative Building to kill them, that seems quite absurd. It's really giving me a headache."
"Is there really no way to resolve this?" the homeroom teacher pressed on.
"Not exactly. Our technicians are trying to reconstruct the victim's face, but that will take some time," Officer Zhao sighed deeply, his tone filled with helplessness. "I have a feeling that the outcome of this case will surprise us all."
At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through Tang An'an's mind like a bolt of lightning. She recalled the half note left by Chen Yao: "Lu Ziqi is dead..."
She suddenly thought of someone who might be able to help her.
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