Chapter Thirty-Three Record (Addition of Mistakes)

  Miyu later didn't know why she followed me quietly, without saying anything else, extremely quiet, making me think she was pretending to be profound or uncomfortable. Until I reached the student council dormitory entrance, she still didn't say a word, extremely quiet.

  "May, I'm going upstairs. You go back first." With great difficulty, he turned around and said to May, who was standing behind him in a daze, "Xiao Cha..."

  "Huh?" I muttered.

  "Will you... will you like... other people?" The people around you are all so excellent... Will you like someone else, love them, and then leave me, abandon me?

  "Like someone else, maybe it's possible." I like this school, I like the people in this school, hehe, although they seem to have a bad temper, although they seem to be bothered by these things, but they are all good kids... Even if they are children of nobles, what's wrong with that? Children of nobles also have their own tempers... Children of nobles also have their own way of life... Children of nobles... also have something they want to protect.

  Yayoi's face suddenly fell when she heard me say maybe: "This... is that so? Will Xiaocha like someone else?! If you like someone else, will you forget about me?"

  "Alright, alright, stop nagging me. I'm going to go rest first, you should head back to your dorm early too. We still have class tomorrow." I was getting a bit impatient, today had already been filled with inexplicable events - not to mention getting hurt and encountering a super killer who wanted to kill me instantly. The most infuriating thing was that the prince, like some kind of idiot, actually told me to go flirt with him! It was infuriating to death. Fine, next time I'll just use a saw to cut off this ring!

  "Xiao Cha, the ring on your hand looks so familiar..." Just as I reached out to push Miyu's shoulder, he suddenly noticed the ring on my hand.

  I immediately withdrew my hand in a conditioned reflex: "I'm going to rest! You hurry up and leave." While saying that, I hid my hand with my sleeve. Damn it, he saw it... embarrassing. And who knows how much this idiot understands about this ring, if he knew the true meaning of the ring, I'd be done for.

  He hastily stepped across the student union's gate and left him outside in the bright sunlight...

  Back in my dormitory, I was already very tired, and as soon as I lay down on the bed, I stared at the beautiful Ocean Heart lamp on the ceiling, which kept flashing back and forth... My vision gradually became blurry... So sleepy, so tired... Want to sleep so much... But for some reason, my mind was terrifyingly clear, and I couldn't fall asleep at all.

  "Knock, knock, knock" a few knocks on the door made me wide awake! It's really frustrating. In the past, those guys would directly climb in through my dorm window, but this time is a miracle, someone actually knocked on the door! Cough... things that were originally reasonable have become unreasonable.

  I took a deep breath, slowly got up to open the door. Before I even opened it, I felt a chill run down my back, and then I saw Mingyue appear behind me like a ghost: "Don't open the door!"

  "Wow! Can you not scare people like a ghost? It's... walking is like floating." My hand, which was originally about to turn the doorknob, immediately withdrew: "Why can't I open the door?"

  "Outside the door is the student council president, he wants to ask you about what happened in the library earlier... just say you don't know anything, remember, no matter what, say you don't know anything! Whatever happens, please don't mention being attacked by an assassin!" Mingyue looked at the violently shaking door with some anxiety: "You saw that person's face... if it gets out, you'll be the one to die." I knew, I knew who that person was... a face that could topple cities under a silver mask... Roland Silverstein, the sole heir of the Silverstein assassin family... and one of the most renowned assassins in this world... Silver... Roland Silverstein.

  I looked at him with a gloomy face, my mouth twitching: "Uh... why would saying it out loud be fatal?" Whether or not I say it out loud, I'm going to die anyway... what's the point of reminding me so seriously.

  "In short, never mention that person's identity. I'm leaving first!" He grabbed my shoulder and said seriously before swiftly disappearing with a "whoosh".

  I broke out in a cold sweat, this guy was really inexplicable. While thinking about it, I turned the doorknob and opened the door.

  Standing at the door was indeed the president of the student union, Min Ye. Uh... Of course, he had several inquiring police officers behind him. I reckon it's because the police couldn't enter the student union building, which is why he came to lead the way.

  "Xiao Cha, they have some questions to ask you. It's about what happened earlier in the library. Hope you can cooperate ∧＿∧!" That guy still has that damn smile on his face, it's infuriating just looking at him!

  Then the police took out their pens and began to record, while another person was in charge of asking questions: "Excuse me, what time did you enter the library? Why did you go to the top floor? Where did you meet Prince Michero of Lan Kingdom? What were you doing before meeting him? What did you do after meeting him? Do you know someone named Mingyue? Was he there when you entered the top floor? Did you see him? Did he say anything to the prince? Why was the window broken? Did someone come in? Who pressed the alarm? What did you see? Was it an assassin who came in? What kind of assassin? Were there any marks on his face? How much do you know about the cause and effect of this incident?"

  I'm dizzy, these police are asking too many questions, it's like they're firing a machine gun, is there anyone who can talk that fast?! So suffocating.

  "Uh... Excuse me, could you repeat that?" I looked at the police officer who asked me with a serious face.

  The police nodded and opened their mouth corners, spitting out saliva and repeating it again...

  "Uh... I still didn't get it clear, can you repeat it again?"

  He nodded and continued to repeat...

  Then, after repeating the question n times, the police officer who asked the question foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground... His limbs still twitched a few more times in coordination... In my small dormitory, my repeated question of n times still lingered... Can you repeat it again? Can you repeat it again? Can you repeat it again?

  Several other police officers who were making records looked at me with a frightened face...

  I smiled at them and repeated what I had just said: "Can you help him repeat the question he just asked?"

  Those people all took three steps back: "No... no problem at all... we don't have any questions to ask anymore... absolutely no problem at all..."?

  They dragged away their fallen comrade who was lying on the ground after they finished speaking.