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Jiang Xia stood beside the elevator, studying the Elevator Car and its passengers with a serious expression.
Hearing Conan's words, he turned back with a smile. "I already handed in my paper. Since I had nothing better to do, I came out for a stroll. It's better than sitting in the classroom and staring blankly at the police siren."
Up above, Curacao, huddled in the corner of the elevator, deeply regretted her carelessness.
I let my guard down.
Earlier, she had watched an entire Teitan High exam-room surveillance broadcast from the Passerby Mutual Aid Association without taking her eyes off it. On the footage, Uzo had sat obediently in the classroom taking his test the whole time, showing no abnormalities whatsoever.
So for the next exam, she assumed Uzo genuinely wanted to maintain his good grades so he could get into a better university in the future, meet more high-society people, and acquire more exquisite toys... Besides, peeping at Jiang Xia beside Kisaki Eri made it easy for the Legal Queen, whose observation skills were far from weak, to notice her. So Curacao only watched the beginning, confirmed that Jiang Xia had taken the second exam, and stopped keeping an eye on him.
But who would have thought that she only looked away for such a brief moment...
Feeling the strange gaze shooting up at her from below, Curacao silently shuddered. ...Uzo really is like a ghost—or some mutated SCP-173. The moment you take your eyes off him, he teleports behind you and snaps your fragile neck.
As she was secretly regretting it, another gaze rose from beneath her feet.
Curacao's eye twitched. She stole a glance and discovered that it was not just Uzo. That Little Minion Ghost at Uzo's side had somehow dragged over a stool, leaned