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"Wait a minute."

The security guard obediently hit the Space bar and the surveillance video playing on the computer paused.

Du Mingwei turned around and asked the person beside him in surprise, "Teacher Luo, do you know this person?"

The female professor looked at the girl on the monitor and shook her head in confusion. "1 don't think I've seen her before. She's not a student from our department."

Du Mingwei nodded, quite sure. "I've never seen this girl before, either. She's not a computing student."

After saying that, he pursed his lips. He was unwilling to guess the innocence of a student without evidence, but he still expressed his doubts implicitly. "Principal Liang, we only called a few people from the Computing faculty to help move things. This girl is not from our department."

Liang Conglin was basically certain who stole the USB flash drive now. This was not a small matter. He nodded calmly and said to Du Mingwei, "Go and get one of the students who helped move the things in the afternoon." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

In the female dormitory of Qing University.

Yin Wenzhi still did not know that Principal Liang and the others had already found out about her. After she returned to the dormitory, she locked herself in the bathroom and did not come out for an hour. The weather was as hot as a stove in summer, especially in Beijing.

In the evening, everyone wanted to change their clothes, take a shower, and go out for dinner.

bathroom had

for a long time. The people in the dormitory

"She went in

it, forget it," another

she put down her bag and asked casually, "What's wrong? Who's been

when the door to

ignored the three people in the dormitory, including Song Tian as she pulled out her chair and sat

than Song Tian, the other two girls were immediately angered. They rolled their eyes at her

Tian was thick-skinned and

asked with concern, "Didn't you have a stomachache this morning?

medicine?"

Wenzhi dug her fingers into her palms nervously and avoided her gaze when she

"Is that so?"

and her expression was tense. She looked away in confusion and said casually, "By

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