Chapter 182
"That's Zhong Zijun's handwriting, right?" Li Wenchuan placed the unfolded note in Song Xueling's hand.
The writing was somewhat messy, but the habits in the strokes could not deceive anyone. Li Wenchuan could identify who had submitted a memorial without even looking at the name, so recognizing handwriting was a trivial matter.
For Song Xueling, it was even easier to recognize after spending so much time together.
"You went to see Zhong Zijun?" There was a trace of fear in Song Xueling's voice. "You went to the girls' dormitory?"
"What's wrong with going to the girls' dormitory?" Tang Jingran and Xie Yuan were standing together, muttering about something. Hearing this, Tang Jingran turned his head. "That little note Brother Chuan just gave you? We got it after catching Yin Shujing."
There was even a hint of pride in his tone.
A crack immediately appeared in Song Xueling's frightened expression. Fortunately, the lighting was poor at night, and she quickly pulled herself together.
Was that really something to be proud of? Could they please respect an actor's work and stop going so wild with the script?
Out of professional integrity, she forced herself to continue as if nothing had happened. "Zhong Zijun... doesn't seem normal. Yin Shujing was driven to her death by her."
"Weren't you the one who kept bothering her after school every day?" Xie Yuan frowned.
"That was because Zhong Zijun followed Yin Shujing after school every day. She kept a certain distance from her, but that distance kept shrinking. It was like, at some point, the distance would disappear altogether."
Li Wenchuan nodded. "Put simply, it was like that telephone horror story: 'Moshi moshi, I'm Mary. I'm coming for you. I'm at the crossroads now.' The protagonist kept getting calls. The caller went from the