Even if Ruan Qing’s speed was fast, he only saw a figure quickly flipping out of the changing room window.
Apart from clearly seeing that the person was wearing black clothes, he didn’t see anything else.
Ruan Qing looked at the height of the window; it was positioned near the ceiling, and there was a stool underneath for students to sit on while changing shoes.
However, even so, the height was not low at all.
If one’s skills were not good enough, they couldn’t jump up, let alone flip out directly.
Ruan Qing went through people with good skills in his mind.
...Lin Anyan?
When Lin Anyan jumped from the high platform on the rooftop, it was already evident that he was very skilled in sports.
However, in Wang Qing’s memory, it wasn’t just Lin Anyan who was good at sports; those several people with Sheng Jia were also very skilled.
Even Ning Mufeng was very skilled.
Ruan Qing wanted to step on the stool to try if he could jump up and see outside through the window.
However, as soon as he walked out of the changing room, the plainclothes police officer responsible for protecting him noticed him.
The officer breathed a sigh of relief. “Are you okay? I thought...”
Before the officer could finish speaking, his gaze froze. He stared blankly at the young man with a blush on his face, long moist eyelashes, and a loose coat hanging over him. Even though he was still wearing a T-shirt inside, there was a feeling of humiliation.
Ruan Qing didn’t notice his own posture. He shook his head slightly to indicate that he was fine.
Ruan Qing didn’t mention the incident with the man; after all, it was not a glorious matter.
Even the original owner would not have mentioned it.
Moreover, Ruan Qing felt that the man was probably not the culprit.
The culprit who admired Ning Mufeng wouldn’t treat him like this. If anything, this kind of humiliation would be directed at Ning Mufeng, not him.
With the police officer around, Ruan Qing couldn’t step on the stool to look outside again. Besides, with this delay, the man must have already left.
Ruan Qing looked at the police officer, seemingly puzzled and asked, “What happened outside just now?”
The police officer only reacted when he heard the question. The officer’s face turned slightly red, and he dared not look at the young man in front of him again. “Just now... it seems like the basketball hoop fell.”
Seeing the situation, Ruan Qing didn’t bother changing clothes and immediately wanted to go out.
The police officer also realized what had happened and hurried to the scene to inspect.
He should have run to the scene right away, but his initial reaction was to find the young man first.
The police officer was somewhat regretful; going to the scene immediately might have revealed more clues. He hastened his pace, trying to ignore Ruan Qing, who was moving inconveniently beside him.
The basketball hoop was not small; hitting someone with it was enough to be fatal.
Not to mention... hitting the head.
The student who was hit had already been rescued.
But obviously, it was too late.
The backboard directly hit the student’s head, deforming it to some extent.
All the students knew that it was too late, but they still insisted on sending the injured student to the ambulance.
The police officer immediately went to check the base of the basketball hoop.
In theory, this type of structure shouldn’t easily collapse.
But it collapsed so easily, and when it fell, it happened very quickly, giving people no chance to dodge.
As the police officer inspected, Ruan Qing watched on the side.
The base of the basketball hoop was generally buried in the ground and should not easily flip over.
However, this basketball hoop didn’t flip over due to the base; it broke.
It seemed to be eroded over time, combined with the fact that the student who died loved to do slam dunks. It couldn’t bear the weight and broke directly.
The victim was still a student in the same class as Ning Mufeng, and almost the entire physics department knew that he loved dunking.
Because this student was a member of the school’s basketball team and excelled in jumping up for dunks.
This was obviously a design specifically targeting him.
Once he went for a dunk, the basketball hoop would break.
Ruan Qing didn’t remember any intimate contact between this student and Ning Mufeng, but he remembered that this student had excellent physics grades.
He even participated in a physics competition before, winning a national first prize.
Ning Mufeng scored one point lower, only receiving the second prize.
Even before, this classmate had been praised by the professor in front of the class, saying that he had more talent than Ning Mufeng.
Indeed, he was also a gifted student, with a high understanding of physics.
It was because his English and other subjects’ grades were not as good as Ning Mufeng’s that his overall score always remained below Ning Mufeng’s.
The culprit obviously couldn’t stand someone being close to Ning Mufeng and also couldn’t stand someone overshadowing Ning Mufeng’s brilliance.
He seemed to want Ning Mufeng to be like the lofty moon, making everyone only able to look up to him.
He couldn’t tolerate anyone touching the moon, nor could he tolerate anyone trying to outshine the moon’s radiance.
Truly twisted.
At this moment, almost all the players were on the sports field, naturally checking the basketball hoop the moment it fell.
However, there were no traces of the culprit found.
But it was clear that someone had tampered with the basketball hoop.
There were also surveillance cameras on the sports field, and by checking who had approached this area, they might be able to identify the culprit.
The players looked at each other, understanding each other’s intentions.
However, they couldn’t leave now.
Because the physical education class had already started, and even if a student had died, the teacher chose to turn a blind eye and continue the class.
They didn’t need to maintain their personal image, but it was better for them to maintain their in-game characters in this scenario.
Because some players had purchased clues about the scenario, and the clues suggested that players should adhere to the basic character settings.
Otherwise, if they did something they shouldn’t, the culprit might kill them prematurely.
This kind of scenario that required adherence to character settings was quite common, and the players weren’t too surprised.
But the players didn’t expect that maintaining their character settings would clearly lead them toward the path of death.
Being in the same group as Ning Mufeng, physical contact was inevitable.
Because they were taking Taekwondo, and the content of this class was combat.
Fighting with Ning Mufeng?
Who dared to beat him? And who dared to touch him even once?
It seemed deliberately losing to Ning Mufeng was useless.
After all, previously, just sitting with Ning Mufeng had led to being killed.
If they could be killed with just a touch, what chance did they have?
But not maintaining their character was not an option either.
Clearly, whether they fight or not, the culprit would target them. Since they were in the same group as Ning Mufeng, they had already been marked for death.
Now, their only option was to confront the culprit.
The teacher looked at Ruan Qing’s disheveled clothes and furrowed his brow slightly. “Why haven’t you changed your clothes?”
Ruan Qing pursed his lips and spoke softly, “I heard someone scream just now, so I ran over...”
“Teacher, can I go change now?”
The teacher’s gaze fell on Ruan Qing’s beautiful eyes, and his tone involuntarily softened. “Forget it this time. If it happens again, the teacher will be angry.”
“Thank you, teacher.”
Because Ning Mufeng was already an eighth-degree black belt in Taekwondo, the teacher let him start, and others would take turns to fight him.
But none of the players wanted to be the first to face Ning Mufeng.
After all, being the first might make them the target of the culprit. Naturally, it’s better to be later, at least giving them time to investigate.
In the end, the players decided to draw lots to determine the order.
When the players drew lots, they also included Ruan Qing.
Ruan Qing looked at the ‘Number One’ in his hand and fell silent.
...Were these people really did not rig the draw?
Thanks for the chapter
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