The Strange Mrs.

Gymnasium.

Jino fell into thought, and Clark asked curiously, "What are you planning to do?"

"Simple, Clark."

Jino snapped his fingers lightly, a smile returning to his face. "Since this person used my appearance to commit robberies, that means he's seen me before."

"I usually only spend time at Luthor Manor and school."

"Rule out the former, and the answer is simple—the guy impersonating me is someone from school."

Clark suddenly understood. "Like Jeremy, that person awakened powers too?"

"That's right."

Jino lightly draped an arm around Clark's shoulders, then pressed Clark's head toward the wall on the right. The boy murmured, "Hold your breath, focus. What do you see?"

Clark instinctively followed Jino's guidance, taking a deep breath and concentrating.

His pupils shrank slightly. As his vision zoomed in, Clark discovered that his gaze had passed through the wall, revealing everything on the other side.

Inside was the girls' shower room. Quite a few youthful, beautiful girls were shaking out their wet hair as they put on various kinds of underwear. Their long legs and S-shaped figures left Clark staring wide-eyed.

His goddess, Lana Lang, was wrapped in a towel that showed off her lovely figure. "Excuse me, let me through."

The girl walked around her classmates and headed for her locker with a smile.

Then, Lana slowly removed her robe.

As the towel slid down, Clark could no longer suppress the corners of his mouth.

His lips curled upward, gradually revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth.

"Looks good?" Jino's laughter sounded beside his ear.

Clark froze, then forcibly turned his head away and stared at Jino with righteous indignation. "Jino, this is immoral!"

Al-although the sight was tempting, kind-hearted Clark still decided to restrain his gaze. No staring, no peeking.

"You weren't saying that while you were looking." Jino smiled and patted Clark's shoulder. "This is my method—using my abilities to find that guy."

"Ring-ring-ring~"

The dismissal bell rang. Jino let go of Clark and walked out of the gymnasium on his own.

"Wait, Jino, I still think doing this..."

Clark began lecturing again as the two walked side by side.

After some time, Jino and Clark had nearly searched the entire campus.

They had gone through nearly every student from freshman to senior year, yet still hadn't found their target.

Clark raised a question. "Maybe we made a mistake? Maybe the target is someone outside the school?"

"No, I think the target is someone on campus. We may have even met him before." Jino rubbed his chin. "If you suddenly came into a windfall, would you still feel like attending class?"

Clark imagined the scenario in his head. If he got a million dollars, the first thing he would probably do was share the news with his parents, then celebrate hard for a full day and night.

Jino shrugged and pointed to the second floor above them. "I need to visit the principal's office and check who didn't come today."

The two arrived at the principal's office. After explaining their purpose, the white principal enthusiastically gave Jino a list of students who had taken leave that day. There were eighteen in total.

After leaving the principal's office, Jino glanced over the list and crossed out several names with a ballpoint pen.

A moment later.

"After eliminating those who were injured and hospitalized or absent for personal reasons, only these four remain."

Jino raised the list in his hand, his gaze settling on four names:

"Marco, Rod, Jenny, Tina."

Clark tilted his head as he looked at the names on the list. "Which one do you think is the target?"

"Uh, if I had to choose, I'd say Tina." Clark spoke seriously. "That girl is a die-hard fan of Lana's."

"From her clothing style to the way she talks, Tina tries her hardest to imitate Lana. She wants to become one of the popular girls at school."

Down the corridor, Lana, who was tying up her hair, spotted the two of them as well.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

Lana walked over to them, looking at them curiously. She noticed that Clark's eyes were avoiding hers when he saw her.

"Uh, nothing."

Clark scratched his cheek and glanced at Jino. Jino gave Clark a reassuring look.

Lana narrowed her eyes slightly. She had noticed that Clark always scratched his cheek whenever he felt guilty.

Jino held out a piece of paper to Lana. "Do you know where Tina lives?"

Smallville.

"Vroom."

The SUV came to a stop at an antique store.

Antiques had collectible value, and people were in this line of business in every country.

"This is Tina's house."

Lana pushed open the car door and stepped out, gazing at the antique shop before her with a complicated expression.

Honestly, having an imitator of her own was quite troubling for Lana.

The group pushed open the antique shop's door, and the wind chime above it rang with a jingle.

It was a modestly sized shop, with all kinds of antique collectibles neatly arranged around it.

Jino even spotted a white jade Guanyin statue on one of the shelves.

"Hey, what can I do for you?"

Tina's mother, a petite woman, emerged from the side door with a smile and walked over to the three of them.

From the moment the woman appeared until she stood behind the counter, Jino keenly noticed that she had sneaked glances at him and Clark dozens of times. Her eyes kept darting away, and she looked slightly nervous. This woman...

Lana smiled and explained why they had come.

"Hello, Mrs. Loren. We're Tina's classmates. She didn't come to class today, so we came to check on her."

"Oh, y-you mean Tina?" Mrs. Loren gave an awkward smile. "She went to her grandmother's house today."

"Perhaps you could come back tomorrow?"

"Mrs. Loren, you have quite a lot of antiques here," Jino said, cutting her off as he walked toward an antique in the corner. "Could you tell me about this one? I rather like it."

"Uh, haha, that one isn't for sale. I'm sorry, but you really need to leave." Mrs. Loren rubbed her chest. "I need to go to the hospital for a checkup soon, so..."

Things had practically been spelled out, so they could not exactly linger any longer. The three of them left the antique shop.

After getting into Clark's SUV, Lana asked in confusion, "Mrs. Loren seemed rather nervous?"

Jino was not the only one who had noticed Loren's unusual behavior. Lana had noticed something off about the woman as well.

Clark agreed. "Yeah, it's strange. She runs an antique shop, but she doesn't sell antiques and only wants to chase us away."

Jino turned to look at the antique shop.

His sharp gaze pierced through the shop door, passed through the antiques, and landed on Mrs. Loren.

A woman in her forties was wearing black lace-trimmed lingerie. That was ridiculous.

Looks like it's been confirmed.

Jino thought to himself. He activated his ability again, and through flesh and veins, a green skeleton appeared in his pupils.

A smile curled across Jino's lips. "Found you!"

"Tina Loren."