Zhong Kui was pressed hard, blushing and waving his arms at Spicy Girl: "I swear to you, I really didn’t ntion your relationship with Zhou Guanghan and Sean, okay? I just said: I personally speculate that maybe Mark and Sean have a personal grudge... that’s all. Can you believe this once?"
Zhong Kui’s shout was rapid, with no pause or thought between words. Shi Nian then reached out and grabbed Spicy Girl... it seed that Zhong Kui was telling the truth.
Zhong Kui entered the room sowhat awkwardly and slamd the door shut with a bang.
Shi Nian also pulled Spicy Girl into the room. Spicy Girl sat back down on the bed and began to cry out of sha and anger.
Shi Nian could understand Spicy Girl’s feelings. After all, the murder case involved a private emotional experience that a Chinese girl couldn’t confess to anyone. For Spicy Girl, it was a sha, a scar she could only face behind closed doors. But due to the murder and the dia focus, she might have to appear under the spotlight and reveal that scar to others — a burden too heavy for a Chinese girl to bear.
Shi Nian gently advised her, "I understand your feelings. It’s just that... Zhong Kui didn’t seem to be lying earlier. Don’t worry too much, the police are still in a state of information lockdown, the dia won’t be able to uncover much."
Spicy Girl shook her head with tears, "No, they will dig it out sooner or later. Too many people in the dormitory know about my relationship with Sean, not just our room, but others too. When the ti cos, I’ll beco the laughing stock of the entire school, no, not just Kangchuan University, but the whole Chinatown and even all of M Country."
"The dia, the speed of dia dissemination now is terrifying. In this era of unprecedented dia developnt, even with police information control, how long can they actually keep it under control?"
Shi Nian closed her eyes in sadness.
If the day cos when Spicy Girl finds out that she is also a dia journalist and has the right to share information with the police... would Spicy Girl hate her too?
Just then, Shi Nian’s phone suddenly rang.
The SIM card in her phone now was under the na "Nana". She quickly glanced at the caller ID and, shocked, imdiately removed the SIM card.
—— It was Xiong Jie calling.
Xiong Jie was indeed resourceful, even getting "her" number; Xiong Jie was really insatiable, wanting to interview every single student in room 507?
Spicy Girl asked nervously, "Who was it? Was it that reporter?"
Shi Nian nodded, shaking the SIM card in her hand at Spicy Girl, "Don’t worry, I’ve already removed the SIM card."
Spicy Girl nodded vigorously with relief, yet still fearfully curled up at the corner of the bed, hugging herself tightly.
"But I still can’t trust Zhong Kui... He is S’s subordinate, even if he didn’t follow S and Marina in bullying , yet I believe he stands with them. With S dead, he still has so suspicions about , so how could he possibly cover up for in front of the reporter? He would certainly seize the opportunity to kick when I’m down."
Shi Nian ca up to hug her, "But the killer of S is Jack, the police have already caught him, the evidence and testimonies are all there. Neither Zhong Kui nor Marina would bla you."
Upon hearing this, Spicy Girl’s eyes were fixed on Shi Nian, nodding chanically, and smiling in panic.
"Yes, yes... it was Jack who killed S, it has nothing to do with !"
Shi Nian couldn’t help but be taken aback.
Spicy Girl’s reaction and her tone... was there sothing she had overlooked?
But seeing Spicy Girl’s current state, Shi Nian couldn’t bear to press her further, she had to suppress her rising doubts and just embraced her, "Alright, Spicy Girl, let’s get so sleep. No matter what happens, we’ll face it when we wake up."
You can’t escape forever, at least a temporary escape is better than nothing. In this world, no one is an invincible autobot; beneath every seemingly strong exterior lies a fragile heart.
.
Spicy Girl lay facing inward, motionless. It wasn’t clear if she had fallen asleep or was silently grieving.
Shi Nian thought for a mont, then turned around and inserted the "Shi Nian" SIM card back into the phone. Sure enough, shortly after, the phone rang.
It was her boss, Li普曼.
In this era of unprecedented dia expansion, the competition in the dia industry has also reached a fever pitch. Black Curtain, represented by Xiong Jie, ca to Kangchuan University for an interview, and Shi Nian understood that Li普曼 couldn’t possibly be unaware.
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