He wasn't selling food, which led her to the conclusion that it could only be people…
Fu Jiu tightened her fingers, the light in her eyes dimming; the darkness resembling the night sky, fierce and tumultuous .
The situation was much more complicated than she had imagined…
And she couldn't affort to alert the enemy in the slightest .
This tiny evidence she had obtained wasn't going to be of much use . Therefore, it would never end until the buyers are exposed .
Fu Jiu used QQ to search for Teacher Yang's account .
The information was vague, consisting only of his age and occupation, but the occupation column caught her eye .
She froze and felt the sudden urge to smoke .
She didn't bother hiding as she headed out, grabbing a box of Marlboro from the counter .
She lit a cigarette . Unlike Qin Mo, Fu Jiu eluded an air of indifference whenever she smoked .
Her indifference seemed more prominent as she smoked alone in the empty streets .
"It makes sense . " Fu Jiu carried a smoky breath when she spoke . "That explains his arrogance . This matter has to be dealt with carefully . "
The result of the case could be reversed due to the buyer's identity .
Thus, until she secured definite evidence, she could only protect Li Mengran .
How could she ensure that everything was fine?
Almost instantly, Fu Jiu came up with a solution .
Before she could execute her plan, however, Teacher Yang came looking for her in school the next day .
"Student Fu Jiu, come out for a while . "
He stood at the entrance of class D, scanning the students with a serious expression .
If she wasn't aware of his real personality, she would definitely be suspicious of his intentions .
But to be honest, who hasn't lived under a mask before?
Fu Jiu placed the laptop onto the table, standing up stoically .
The other students seemed to have quietened; no one understood why a teacher from class A was looking for a student from class D .
Yang brought Fu Jiu into the office, pointing to the skateboard at the side . "Is this yours?"
Fu Jiu turned over, pretending to scrutinize the skateboard . "It looks like mine, but I marked mine with my name . This doesn't have my name on it . "
Yang narrowed his eyes . "Oh really?"
"Mr Yang, if you are interested, I can bring mine over . It's in the classroom . " How could her skateboard be here at this hour?
He seemed to have expected her response . Yang was indeed intelligent, he was using the skateboard as a decoy to determine if she was the one in the corridor .
Heh, how could she get exposed so easily?
If she would, she didn't have to be a hacker any longer .
Yang took another look at the student in front of him .
He knew about Fu Jiu, but his information wasn't useful at all .
Fu Jiu used to be the rotten apple of the school, but had somehow risen to become a school hunk .
He had a presence that could shake up the entire school .
Yang had also seen the youngster's interview .
Unknowingly, he felt resistance towards any contact with this youngster, but the skateboard forced him otherwise…
"That's good . " Teacher Yang broke into a smile . "The National League is starting soon and the result should be important to you . Those results would all be placed with me, so you should really work hard . It would be better if students are a little simpler…"
Chapter end
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