Chapter 130: 87. You bought the nightdress to wear it for me, didn’t you?
Sean seemed to have heard some extraordinary joke and laughed exaggeratedly: "Chinese Doll, you don’t have the ability, nor the courage. I’m a university police officer, trained with the same capabilities and qualifications as the police department officers, not some amateur security guard from your Chinese university."
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Shi Nian turned back to look, and through the glass on the door, she saw Spicy Girl standing at the entrance.
Sean froze as well, allowing Shi Nian to seize the opportunity to get up and open the door. Sean wanted to stop her but it was too late. He was evidently slightly apprehensive of Spicy Girl, so he had no choice but to sit and endure.
Spicy Girl stepped in, first glanced at Shi Nian, then at Sean, with a somewhat displeased look on her face: "Why are you guys together? I saw you laughing from behind the glass. What’s so funny, that you’re so happy?"
"Why stop laughing just because I came in? Keep laughing!"
Not here to play nice...
Shi Nian decided to temporarily put aside the nonsense Sean had just said and replied with a smile: "I tried calling your mobile, couldn’t get through. I came back to the dormitory hoping to find you, and it’s just as well you came down."
"Why are you looking for me?" Spicy Girl’s tone was somewhat impolite.
Shi Nian furrowed her brows silently: "It’s the task Professor T entrusted to us, surely you haven’t forgotten?"
"Oh, that matter," Spicy Girl pouted: "Of course I haven’t forgotten, but I thought he wouldn’t be in such a rush to move in. After that incident this morning, everyone is avoiding it like the plague, Professor T must be idle to be in such a hurry to move in."
"But I happened to meet him this afternoon, and he said he hopes to move in tonight, so we’ve got to hustle." Shi Nian noticed Spicy Girl’s sarcastic tone and carefully explained.
Spicy Girl nodded: "Alright, let’s go then."
Shi Nian noticed that when Spicy Girl left the campus police office, her gaze swept over Sean once more.
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Once again walking through that ancient corridor, Shi Nian silently bowed her head.
Originally, between Sean and Spicy Girl, she intuitively believed Sean was strong and Spicy Girl weak. If Spicy Girl had also been involved with Sean, it must be Sean forcing Spicy Girl. But just now, it seemed—Spicy Girl had turned from passive to active.
Then, could it be possible that the "not necessarily male" killer living in room 507, mentioned by Tang Yanqing, is indeed Spicy Girl?
If she can even control Sean, then controlling a relatively easier S would be even more logical, wouldn’t it?
Thinking this, she felt uneasy.
Living under the same roof with that killer, and sleeping in the same place as that killer at night... Really not the same thing, right?
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Actually, when it comes to buying bedding for Tang Yanqing, Shi Nian has a natural advantage over Spicy Girl. After all, at her home, there’s a bedroom, and she has seen with a sidelong glance what kind of bedding she uses, so as long as she chooses according to that material, style, and color, there shouldn’t be much mistake.
But after wandering the mall for an entire round, Shi Nian instead found herself indecisive.
Spicy Girl was straightforward; she went straight for the most expensive. She said, based on her understanding of Professor T, he must come from a rich or noble background, so everything he uses must be the most expensive.
Shi Nian couldn’t help but tilt her head: "So you’ve all been his students for so long, yet you don’t know his background?"
Spicy Girl shrugged: "No, we don’t. He’s never mentioned it, and the school also keeps it deep under wraps. But you know how it is, the truly charismatic professors and scholars in university are all oddballs."
Shi Nian breathed a silent sigh of relief and laughed: "True."
Looking up, she suddenly spotted in a booth a set of linen sheets and bedcovers in plain and gray-blue color combinations. Shi Nian stopped, instinctively feeling that Tang Yanqing would like it.
Spicy Girl followed her gaze but shook her head: "No way. It’s too plain, he wouldn’t like this kind."
Shi Nian insisted on going over, asking the clerk, and said it’s Egyptian cotton. Shi Nian was even more satisfied, pulling Spicy Girl along: "How about we trust me this time and get this one, okay?"
Spicy Girl pointed to a nearby set with luxurious royal patterns and said: "He’ll like that one better, won’t he?"
Spicy Girl then promptly asked the clerk for that set, took Shi Nian’s card, and paid.
While waiting to pay, Spicy Girl confidently winked at Shi Nian: "You’ve been here for two days, seen him no more than three times in total, so you really don’t know him. This time trust me, we certainly won’t buy wrong."
...It seems, it really might be this way, huh?