Chapter 3: Was There a Murder?

“Oh wow, the famous Mo Shao must have found the cool breeze so refreshing last night that he decided to sleep on the road, huh?”

When Mo Yan opened his eyes, it was already the next morning.

A man in a flashy purple suit, complete with a floral tie, leaned over the bedside, teasing him with a smirk.

“I refuse to believe that the living hell of the military, Mo Yan, got knocked out by someone and passed out on the road!”

To be honest, when Fu Lang first got the news that Instructor Mo had been knocked out on the campus path, he couldn’t believe it!

Bullshit!

Could Mo Yan really be ambushed?

But when he rushed to the school and saw it with his own eyes…

Damn!

It actually seemed possible!

Mo Yan frowned deeply, a surge of anger rising in his chest.

The pain in the back of his neck made it clear—last night, that seemingly harmless girl had hit him really hard!

And his waist… it seemed to ache faintly too!

Lifting his shirt, sure enough, there was a bruise!

“What’s wrong? Worried you got taken advantage of? You wake up and immediately lift your shirt…”

Fu Lang met Mo Yan’s death glare and quickly raised his hands in surrender.

“Alright, alright, I was wrong! I won’t joke around anymore!”

Knowing when to back down is the mark of a wise man!

Mo Yan might look tough and righteous on the outside, but deep down, he was a sly bastard! Especially when dealing with his enemies—his methods were downright ruthless!

Suddenly, Mo Yan remembered the bloodstained girl from last night.

He abruptly asked, “Was there a murder at Han City Film Academy last night?”

Fu Lang shook his head, “Nope!”

What, did he think this was some bloody battlefield? It’s a normal college, how could there be a murder so easily?

“Really none?” Mo Yan frowned, not convinced.

That’s impossible!

“Not only was there no murder, but there wasn’t even a minor incident! The only big thing that happened was you getting ambushed and passing out on the campus path.” Fu Lang, not paying attention, twisted the knife a little deeper.

Mo Yan rubbed his temples.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that the girl he encountered last night was incredibly strange!

Her skills…

Sure, he had been caught off guard at the time, which was why she managed to knock him out.

But the fact that she could knock him out with a single chop meant she was highly skilled!

Was she really a student at the film academy?

Mo Yan had no leads for now, so he changed the subject, “Where’s Qiao Qiao?”

“Your aunt finally let her enroll after dragging her around Han City for a whole tour. By the way, it’s been almost ten days since the freshmen started. This time before military training is crucial for bonding with roommates. If Qiao Qiao enrolls late, how will she fit in?”

Mo Yan gave him a sideways glance, as if looking at an idiot.

“Do people from the Mo family need to fit in? If she doesn’t, she can just move out.”

Fu Lang: “…”

Damn!

The Mo family really knows how to protect their own!

They’re so protective it’s ridiculous!

Mo Yan, an officer from the General Military District, usually trained those arrogant geniuses. Now he was here to lead the military training for film academy students, all because his cousin was a freshman this year!

…

In the girls’ dormitory.

Lin Siyi, wearing pink pajamas with little bears on them, groggily climbed out of bed.

Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw someone sitting at the desk below…

After rubbing her eyes, she finally saw clearly.

And then she screamed—

“Ah!”

Su Bao, dressed in her little white dress, was sitting on the desk, swinging her legs.

Her face was as expressionless as ever. When she saw Lin Siyi get down from the bed, she tilted her head and stared at her.