Under Lu Menglei's uneasy watch, the two quickly reached the sixth floor.
The top of this teaching building had no natural lighting. If the first and second floors still had some hazy light filtering in through the glass doors, then the sixth floor was pitch-black, lit only by a few dim green emergency exit signs.
"Did you see which classroom that cat went into?" Cao Yuan swept his gaze across the nine classrooms on this floor.
"...I didn't see clearly, but it should have been one of the classrooms on the north side," Lu Menglei said uncertainly.
"The north side?"
Cao Yuan looked toward the northern side of the floor. The nearest was 601, followed by the odd-numbered classrooms in sequence—five in total.
"Let's search them one by one."
Cao Yuan led Lu Menglei to the door of Classroom 601 and glanced inside through the glass window. Hazy moonlight streamed in from outside. The dim classroom was deathly silent, with nothing unusual in sight.
He gripped the doorknob, gently twisted it open, and stepped inside.
"Doesn't seem to be on the floor. It might be in one of the desk drawers. How about we split up and search?" Cao Yuan suggested.
"No, we're not splitting up!" Lu Menglei clung more tightly to Cao Yuan's arm and said firmly, "I'll search with you!"
Cao Yuan raised a brow. Naturally, he did not refuse. He led her from the first row of desks toward the back, searching them one by one. Even after turning the whole classroom upside down, they still found no trace of the handbag.
"Looks like it isn't in this room. Let's go to the next one."
Cao Yuan led Lu Menglei through every classroom on the north side of the sixth floor—601, 603, 605, 607... By the time