Jiang Zishi’s mind was still blank. He couldn’t figure out a solution, nor could he formulate a last-ditch struggle.
While the people standing right in front of and behind him were still stunned, a few others standing further away were quick to point him out.
"Officer, it’s him! The one standing in front of you in the red plaid shirt. The one with the beady eyes and pointy face. He just took a trip to the restroom and came sauntering back just now."
That was right. Jiang Zishi always liked to commit fully to his act.
He hadn’t actually needed to use the restroom; he was merely using it as a staging ground for his revenge. He had therefore put on a vivid performance, perfectly acting out the hurried dash to the restroom and the leisurely, self-satisfied stroll on his way back.
But because his performance was so exaggerated, it had left a deep impression on everyone.
Besides, what did they mean by "beady eyes"?
Jiang Zishi was furious.
He had phoenix eyes! They were long and narrow, which made them look a little small, but they were full of charm. Plenty of women found them attractive. And what the hell was this about a pointy face? He had defined features; his cheekbones were just a little high. What did that have to do with a Monkey? Had the person who said that been stuck in the countryside so long they’d forgotten how to speak?
The timeframe mentioned by the officer in the billed cap wasn’t long. In other words, Jiang Zishi had gone to the restroom precisely when everyone else was being questioned.
The crowd exchanged confused glances.
"Excuse me, are there any other restrooms around here?" one of the onlookers couldn’t help but ask.
The guard at the school gate had no idea what was going on, but he stepped forward to cooperate with the officers.
Hearing the question, he quickly replied, "No, there’s one inside the school, but outside here, it’s all faculty housing. The nearest public restroom is a ten-minute walk from here."
Every restroom has its service radius; you can’t expect to find a new one every few steps.
So, while most people were still utterly bewildered, the members of the "Restroom Alliance" already understood the whole story.
"Hah," the tall young man sneered. "Excuse me, Comrade, but do you happen to know the most beautiful of the exam proctors, a Miss Chi Yun’er?"
Cold sweat beaded on Jiang Zishi’s forehead.
He recalled how he had always been successful, how his cunning mind had allowed him to run circles around anyone he disliked or who had crossed him.
But ever since he’d run into Chi Yun’er and Jiang Yihua, he was repeatedly, intimately reacquainted with the meaning of being hoist by his own petard.
To make the rumor more potent, vivid, and targeted, he had perfectly prepared the key talking points. Describing her as "the vice-dean’s beautiful daughter" was more than enough for people to pinpoint exactly who Chi Yun’er was.
"That’s right! This gentleman said he knew them. He was even sent to the countryside with them, but he mentioned they weren’t on good terms..."
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