This death exhibition had alarmed more than just the faculty and students.
At the same time, three figures pushed through the crowd behind the onlookers, shocked yet excited.
"Dean Ji!"
"Dean Ji!"
One on the left and one on the right, two men in dark green military overcoats came to Ji Li's sides and called out in unison.
Ji Li glanced from side to side. The two were Xue Tinghai and Zhu Xiaoning.
Still forcing his way through the crowd behind them was Chang Lai, the administrator of Men's Dormitory Building Three.
The impact of this matter was too great. It had forcibly awakened these three clerks with special identities from their rest.
When Xue Tinghai saw the scene, he showed no panic. Instead, he said excitedly:
"Something's gone wrong. This is our chance. This building isn't ordinary, is it?"
Of course it was not ordinary.
This was where A Lian's office had once been, and it also contained the Vanity Mirror, suspected to be the sixth Special Path.
Zhu Xiaoning stared hard at the twenty-seven corpses outside the building. After marveling inwardly, she said softly:
"Lair means 'liar.' Is someone trying to express something through this?"
"Whoever it is, this is clearly a major source of clues. It may even be the breakthrough point for this mission.
This 'liar' definitely isn't meaningless. Once we make contact with the person behind it, we'll certainly obtain critical intelligence!"
Xue Tinghai took off his military overcoat and held it in his arms, looking ready to spring into action.
He had made his meaning very clear.
The mastermind had arranged the twenty-seven corpses according to a pattern in order to convey the meaning of "liar." As for whom it was meant for, that was unknown.
But they definitely knew many of this university's