"Him?"
In the observation area, a stunned Weng Dazheng whipped his head around.
It wasn't just him.
The other teachers who knew him also turned their heads in surprise.
Li Xiaoshuang, the object of their gazes, unscrewed his thermos—which was full of goji berries—blew away the steam, and took a small sip. Then, he slowly tightened the lid, his expression as steadfast as Tai Mountain.
...
"Huh? Chen Che?"
Jiang Jingyuan's face fell as he let out a surprised gasp.
"You know him?"
Inspector Fu looked over curiously.
Nearby, Lin Yao also looked puzzled.
They had never heard the name. 'Is he famous or something?'
"A student from Six Continents First Middle School."
Jiang Jingyuan chuckled and slowly shook his head, explaining in a calm, measured tone:
