The so-called "iron triangle" is a classic combination that will always act together, whether doing good or bad things.

Skipping classes before was one thing, but catching a stalker was a big deal for the first time, so they couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Seeing Xia Lian walk out of the school gate, the group nodded to each other and cautiously followed behind her, secretly observing her from a distance of about several dozen meters.

“Let’s hold back for now and wait for him to show himself.” Wen Mo put a finger to his lips. “Lian Bao usually doesn’t like to look back when she walks. She just looks straight ahead and keeps walking, so we don’t need to be afraid of being discovered by her.”

Qin Zhou looked troubled and subconsciously moved a few steps away.

"How come you observe so closely? I think you're the stalker."

"Stop talking nonsense and just follow along."

Wen Mo glared at him, handed a nylon rope to Qin Zhou, and then told Xiao Nan to put her phone on video recording standby so she could be ready to fight at any time.

If the stalker hadn't shown up today, then his target would probably be him, but Wenmer thought that possibility was very small.

The journey home wasn't far, but it was already almost completely dark. It was close to six o'clock after school. Winter days are short and nights are long, and the only light at that moment was the dim streetlights along the roadside.

Perhaps because she had already gotten used to walking home from school alone, Xia Lian did not show any discomfort. She just kept walking forward, occasionally turning her head to look at the scenery along the road.

Although I don't understand why I had to let her go home alone today, I figured I should just listen to her.

With her face buried in the red scarf, Xia Lian occasionally exhaled a breath of warm air, completely unaware that several pairs of eyes were staring intently at her from behind.

"Why haven't they arrived yet? It's freezing cold."

Qin Zhou complained softly, his palms, gripping the nylon rope, were red from the cold; he hadn't dressed warmly enough today.

"Keep your voice down, they'll be here soon."

Wen Mo was a little nervous, his eyes never leaving Xia Lian, who was not far away.

Xiang Xiaonan looked away and didn't say much from beginning to end, but silently slipped a hand warmer into Qin Zhou's hand.

"Wow, much warmer now, thanks." Qin Zhou smiled and warmed his hands with the hand warmer, which made them feel much warmer.

"You're welcome." Xiang Xiaonan's earlobes turned red.

Ignoring the two flirting next to him, Wen Mo narrowed his eyes and stared intently at a certain corner. It was in this section of the road that he had felt strange looks earlier that morning.

He waved to the two behind him to be quiet, and then took a few steps forward, no more than 30 meters away from Xia Lian, so that he could stop her immediately if anything happened.

Xia Lian continued walking with her usual natural steps, her innocent eyes failing to notice anything unusual.

There are very few pedestrians here at night, and only a few cars occasionally drive by.

The man hiding in the shadows had been waiting for a long time. Although he didn't understand why this girl was the only one left after school, he didn't think much of it and just waited for Xia Lian to enter the corner...

Overjoyed, the man stretched out his right hand, ready to grab her back.

However, before he could even touch a single hair of Xia Lian's, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist as a tall, imposing boy grabbed his wrist with an angry expression.

"ah……!"

The man screamed in agony.

"Qin Zhou, tie him up!"

Before he could react, two more figures jumped out from the shadows. One of them had a nylon rope wrapped around her arm several times, making it secure, while the other girl held up her phone, as if she were recording a video.

He had originally intended to hurl a few curses, but upon seeing the scene before him, the man was completely dumbfounded.

"No! What are you doing?!"

"What are you doing?! You can talk about it at the police station later!" Qin Zhou sneered, wrapping the nylon rope tightly, almost tying a knot.

Xia Lian was completely confused. She had just heard a scream behind her and instinctively turned around to see Wen Mo gripping the wrist of a strange man.

"Wenmo...?"

Xia Lian whispered, hiding next to Wen Mo.

Wen Mo let out a long breath, as if he was completely relieved, but the disgust in his eyes never lessened. He squatted down and began to search her.

The whole story has been figured out; it's just a stalker's groping tale.

"Xiao Nan, call the police," Wen Mo said as he searched.

"Whoa whoa."

"No! Let me explain! You've misunderstood!" The man was clearly anxious and tried his best to struggle, but Qin Zhou held him firmly to the ground and he couldn't move.

Wenmer ignored him and reached into his pocket, but found nothing except a wallet.

Looking at the wallet in his hand, he was a little confused.

That shouldn't be the case, right? Don't stalkers usually prepare sleeping pills or stun guns beforehand?

Wen Mo put away his wallet, looked down, and by the dim light of the street lamp, he could vaguely make out the man's face.

He was around 30 or 40 years old. He didn't look particularly scary; in fact, he seemed quite refined. It was hard to imagine that he would do something like stalking someone.

And there's something strange...

Wen Mo pinched his chin and frowned slightly.

Even though it was the first time I'd met him, I felt like I'd seen him somewhere before; his face was so familiar…

The man's wallet didn't contain much; there were a few bank cards, a few coins, and a conspicuous ID card.

Just then, two police sirens sounded from not far away. Xiang Xiaonan took a few steps back, waiting for the police officers in the car to come over and ask questions. She reached out and pulled Wenmo.

"The police are here," she whispered.

"Who called the police here?" The two police officers noticed the situation as soon as they got out of the car and asked with a frown.

He briefly explained what had happened to Xiao Nan, and then took out the video he had prepared beforehand, pointing it at the man on the ground.

"Come back with us first." The police officer didn't sit still either. After sorting out the situation, he waved and turned around to drive the car over.

"Looks like we're going to end up in jail." Xiang Xiaonan nudged Wen Mo's shoulder.

However, Wen Mo didn't react at all. He stared wide-eyed at the ID card in his hand, frozen in place.

Wen Mo gripped the ID card tightly. The photo on it was undoubtedly of the man who had been arrested, but the name written next to it made him unable to look away.

Xia Misheng.

Is it just the same surname?

Wen Mo looked at Xia Lian, who was clinging to his arm. She stared blankly at everything in front of her, seemingly still a little confused about what was going on.

The man pinned to the ground had stopped struggling and was just staring at Xia Lian with a deathly pale face.