The Drama Queen

"I'm not going either," Luo Yi leaned against the bed, his pale face looking a little better.

He was with Zhen Jianren, so their stance was naturally the same.

The fatty looked at Jiang Cheng with worry.

The current situation was not optimistic for him.

Unexpectedly.

"You've misunderstood," Jiang Cheng said calmly. "No one is forcing you to go to the equipment center. If none of you want to go, then I'll go."

The fatty shuddered violently at this.

He immediately looked at Jiang Cheng, even thinking he was hearing things.

But Jiang Cheng wasn't joking at all.

He sat up straight, his eyes as calm as water, exuding a very steady demeanor.

Steady, fearless, and reliable.

A world apart from the calculating faces of some people.

No one expected Jiang Cheng to take on this task. Zhen Jianren and Luo Yi exchanged a quick glance, their faces filled with disbelief.

They couldn't figure out what Jiang Cheng was trying to do.

"Now it's your turn," Jiang Cheng continued. "Who will go find the woman in charge of rehearsals?" He turned to another direction. "Who will go find the students?"

A moment later.

"I'll go find that woman," Yu Wen suddenly spoke. Her gaze towards Jiang Cheng began to change. "I know where to find her, and we should be able to communicate well."

Jiang Cheng nodded at her. "Good."

Zhang Yinyin and Zhou Taifu were naturally willing to go with her.

Especially Zhou Taifu, who even sat up and stood behind Yu Wen.

Since Jiang Cheng had agreed to take on the task of the equipment center, Zhen Jianren's expression had become strange.

He couldn't help but doubt his previous judgment of Jiang Cheng.

But at this moment, everyone's attention was drawn away from Jiang Cheng and turned to him. He could only vaguely reply, "Then we'll be responsible for finding the students."

"Good," Jiang Cheng stood up. "Then it's settled. We'll split up tomorrow."

He couldn't be bothered to say any useless words about safety. As the sky outside darkened, everyone returned to their respective rooms.

"Doctor," as soon as he closed the door, the fatty rushed forward impatiently. "What are you doing? The equipment center is obviously the most dangerous place, and you're rushing to go?"

He completely couldn't understand Jiang Cheng's actions, just as Jiang Cheng sometimes couldn't understand him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng leisurely unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, then tore open a chocolate wrapper, broke off a small piece, and put it in his mouth.

After doing all this, he leisurely said to the fatty, "Both the students and the rehearsal woman might encounter danger."

The fatty's eyes widened. "But that's not the same!"

"Don't worry," Jiang Cheng sat on the bed, chewing chocolate. Then, as if remembering something, he looked at the fatty and said, "If you feel it's dangerous, you can go with Yu Wen's group."

The fatty decisively refused. He knew the difference between a temporary leg to lean on and a permanent one.

Room 405.

Zhen Jianren's face was so cold it could drip water. Luo Yi wasn't much better.

One stood, one sat.

Especially Luo Yi, who looked deeply worried.

Luo Yi bit his lip, suddenly stood up from the bedside, and fiercely threw the half-smoked cigarette in his fingers on the ground, saying coldly, "What is that Hao Shuai up to? Why would he volunteer to go to the equipment room?"

After a long pause, Zhen Jianren's voice came through. The arrogant and overbearing tone was gone. He now seemed to have returned to the man he was at the beginning.

Refined, meticulous, and flawless.

"Since he's doing this, he must have his reasons."

"What reasons?"

"Do you remember what the woman at the rehearsal site said?" Zhen Jianren said to himself, not looking at him. "She said the school leaders wanted to watch the video playback to determine the next rehearsal time."

Luo Yi didn't understand what he was trying to convey.

He only had a vague impression of that sentence.

If Zhen Jianren hadn't mentioned it, he would have definitely forgotten.

"What exactly do you want..."

Zhen Jianren glanced out the window, his tone carrying an inexplicable meaning. "But no one has come yet."

Like a flash of lightning passing before his eyes, Luo Yi suddenly understood Zhen Jianren's meaning.

The school attached so much importance to this celebration gala, so why hadn't anyone been sent to collect the video yet?

Didn't they need to know the rehearsal situation?

And the school leaders the woman mentioned.

"So the school leaders wanting to see the video is just a pretense," Luo Yi said. "The real purpose is to make us take this video seriously, because only we can see it!"

Zhen Jianren flicked his cigarette butt away and waved his other hand, scattering the smoke in front of him.

His fingernails were clearly meticulously cared for, reflecting a soft glow under the dim light.

It was hard to imagine that in a room shared by two men, it was the latter who held the dominant position.

He stared at the dark green metal cabinet in front of him, casually reached out his left hand, and slowly pulled open a half-open compartment.

There was nothing inside.

He was aware of this, and his face showed no surprise.

He was merely repeating this mechanical action.

Accompanying the action was an unpleasant scraping sound.

Luo Yi disliked it intensely.

But he didn't stop him, only frowning slightly.

Because this was the habit of the man in front of him.

Many people engage in repetitive, meaningless actions when thinking.

For example, authors with writer's block scratch their heads, and suspects often adjust their glasses when questioned by the police.

Zhen Jianren's habit was to repeatedly open and close cabinet doors or drawers.

This might be related to his past experiences.

But Luo Yi wasn't interested.

Finally, the irritating scraping sound stopped abruptly.

Luo Yi looked seriously at Zhen Jianren, indicating that the latter's doubts had been resolved.

"Two possibilities," Zhen Jianren's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly spoke. "The people from 404 have found a clue we haven't realized yet. This clue is extremely important, so important that they're willing to take risks."

Luo Yi thought for a moment, then lowered his voice and asked, "And the second possibility?"

"The people from 404 have reached some kind of agreement with the woman from Room 406," Zhen Jianren glanced at his teammate, then continued. "They've started cooperating."

"What just happened was just a play they put on together."

Luo Yi's pupils trembled violently.

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