Chapter 48 Undercurrents

"I'm not going either," Luo Yi said, leaning against the bed. His pale complexion had improved slightly.

He was with Zhen Jianren to begin with, so their stories naturally aligned.

The fatty looked at Jiang Cheng with concern.

The current situation wasn't optimistic for him.

He didn't expect...

"You've misunderstood," Jiang Cheng said calmly, "No one is forcing you to go to the equipment center. If none of you want to go, then I'll go."

Upon hearing this, the fatty shuddered violently.

He immediately looked at Jiang Cheng, even thinking he was hallucinating.

But Jiang Cheng showed no signs of joking.

He sat up straight, his eyes as calm as water, exuding a very steady demeanor.

Steady, fearless, and reliable.

A world apart from the calculating faces of some people.

No one expected Jiang Cheng to take on this task himself. Zhen Jianren and Luo Yi exchanged a quick glance, their faces filled with disbelief.

They couldn't figure out what Jiang Cheng was up to.

"Now it's your turn," Jiang Cheng continued, "Who's going to find the woman in charge of rehearsals?" He turned his head in another direction, "Who's going to find the students?"

After a moment...

"I'll go find that woman," Yu Wen suddenly said, her gaze towards Jiang Cheng gradually changing. "I know where to find her, and we should be able to communicate better."

Jiang Cheng nodded at her. "Good."

Zhang Yinyin and Zhou Taifu naturally wanted to go with her.

Especially Zhou Taifu, he even sat up and stood behind Yu Wen.

Ever since Jiang Cheng agreed to take on the mission to the equipment center, Zhen Jianren's face had become strange.

He couldn't help but doubt his previous assessment of Jiang Cheng.

But now that everyone's attention had shifted away from Jiang Cheng and onto him, he could only vaguely reply, "Then we'll be responsible for finding the students."

"Good," Jiang Cheng stood up. "Then it's settled. We'll split up tomorrow."

He didn't bother saying anything about being careful, and as the sky outside the window darkened, everyone returned to their rooms.

"Doctor," as soon as he closed the door, the fatty couldn't wait to rush up. "What are you doing? The equipment center is obviously the most dangerous place," he said excitedly, "and you actually volunteered to go?!"

He completely couldn't understand Jiang Cheng's actions, just like sometimes Jiang Cheng couldn't understand him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng leisurely twisted open a bottle of mineral water, took a small sip, then tore open the chocolate wrapper, broke off a small piece, and put it in his mouth.

After doing all this, he slowly said to the fatty, "There might be danger with the students, and with the rehearsal woman."

The fatty's eyes widened. "Is that the same?"

"Relax," Jiang Cheng sat on the bed, chewing the chocolate in his mouth. Then, as if he remembered something, he looked at the fatty and said, "If you feel it's dangerous, you can go to Yu Wen's group."

The fatty suddenly stood up, his eyebrows squeezed tightly together, his face flushed red, as if he had some deep-seated hatred.

Jiang Cheng then realized that the fatty was actually quite strong.

The light was mostly blocked by him.

"What kind of person do you take me for?" The fatty, his face flushed, seemed insulted. He then said angrily, "As long as you don't die, Doctor, she'll always be my backup."

Jiang Cheng stopped chewing.

...

Room 405.

Zhen Jianren's face was so cold that water could drip from it. Luo Yi wasn't much better.

The two men, one standing and one sitting.

Especially Luo Yi, who looked worried.

Luo Yi bit his lip, suddenly stood up from the bed, threw the half-smoked cigarette in his fingers hard on the ground, and said in a cold voice, "What the hell is that Hao Shuai doing?"

"Why would he actively ask to go to the equipment room?" Luo Yi couldn't understand. "Anyone with half a brain would know there's something wrong there!"

After a long while, Zhen Jianren's voice came over. The arrogant swagger had disappeared, and he seemed to have turned back into the man he was at the beginning.

Refined, meticulous, and impeccable.

"Since he's doing this, he must have a purpose."

"What purpose?"

"Do you remember what the woman at the rehearsal said?" Zhen Jianren said to himself, without even looking at him, "She said the school leaders wanted to watch the video playback to determine the next rehearsal time."

Luo Yi didn't understand what he was trying to say.

He only had a vague impression of that sentence.

If Zhen Jianren hadn't mentioned it, he would have definitely forgotten.

"What exactly do you want to..."

Zhen Jianren glanced out the window, his tone carrying some inexplicable meaning. "But no one has come yet."

Like a bolt of lightning flashing before his eyes, Luo Yi suddenly understood Zhen Jianren's meaning.

The school valued this celebration gala so much, how could they not have arranged for someone to come and take the video by now?

Didn't they need to know about the rehearsal situation?

And the school leaders in the woman's words...

"So... the school leaders wanting to watch the video is just a smokescreen," Luo Yi said, "The real purpose is to make us value this video, because we're the only ones who can see it!"

Zhen Jianren dropped the cigarette butt and waved his other hand, dispersing the smoke in front of him.

His nails were obviously carefully manicured, reflecting a soft light in the dim light.

With two men in the same room, it was hard to imagine that the latter was the one in control.

He stared at the deep green metal cabinet in front of him, casually reached out his left hand, and slowly pulled open a half-open compartment.

There was nothing inside.

He knew this, and there was no surprised expression on his face.

He was just repeating this mechanical action.

Accompanied by the action was an unpleasant rubbing sound.

Luo Yi didn't like it.

But he didn't stop him, all he did was frown slightly.

Because this was the man's habit.

Many people do a lot of meaningless repetitive actions when they are thinking.

For example, authors who are stuck will scratch their heads, and suspects will frequently adjust their glasses when facing police questioning.

And Zhen Jianren's habit was to repeatedly open and close cabinet doors, or drawers.

This may be related to his past experiences.

But Luo Yi wasn't interested.

Finally, the annoying rubbing sound stopped abruptly.

Luo Yi looked at Zhen Jianren seriously, which also meant that the latter had an answer to his doubts.

"Two possibilities," Zhen Jianren's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly said, "The people from 404 have found a clue that we haven't realized yet. This clue is extremely important, even at the risk of them taking a risk."

Luo Yi thought for a while, lowered his voice and asked, "What's the second possibility?"

"The people from 404 have reached some kind of agreement with the woman from 406," Zhen Jianren glanced at his teammate, and then said, "They've started working together."

"Just now... was just a show they put on together."

Luo Yi's pupils suddenly trembled.