Ji Zhe's thinking was simple. Last night, Gao Ming had been chased by a group of students, but those students had fled in terror whenever they saw him. That meant he was far stronger than Gao Ming.
Hearing Ji Zhe's reassurance, Gao Ming almost lost it. His facial muscles twisted as he struggled to keep a straight face.
"If you're scared, just show it. Don't force yourself to hold it in." Ji Zhe had lived through the most terrifying night of his life. He was already used to the frightening looks and twisted expressions around him.
"Then be careful." Gao Ming slowly stepped aside. As a Psychological Counselor, he had received professional training. He almost never broke into laughter.
"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. He has no idea how outmatched he is." Zhuo Jun knew exactly what Situ An's Rules had done to those Investigators. Ordinary people stood no chance against them. The General Investigation Bureau's rescue operation had begun last night. As more Investigators arrived, more teachers in the school would follow Situ An's Rules. Those rules would gradually eat away at the School Rules until he gained control of the school.
Although the situation in Class Thirteen was complicated, everything was still developing in Situ An's favor.
The Investigators wearing Teaching Certificates completely ignored Ji Zhe and Gao Ming. They acted only according to the rules, joining forces to seize the selected ghost.
Strangely enough, the student had clearly been replaced by a ghost, yet now that he had been caught, he could not resist at all.
Gao Ming narrowed his eyes. Only after watching for a while did he realize that the problem lay with the Teaching Certificates, which represented Situ An's Rules.
Each thin certificate had the Investigator's own photograph on the front