Chapter 218: Kissing to death by strangling the neck
Following his intuition, Lou Zhao's eyes were fixed on a wall.
Seeing this, Jiang Yanchu also looked up following her gaze.
The place was empty, there was nothing there.
Lou Zhao narrowed his eyes, his eyes thoughtful.
After a few seconds, she looked away, folded her arms around her chest, and walked away.
Jiang Yanchu asked, "Where are we going?"
"go home."
Jiang Yanchu followed her footsteps.
After leaving the administrative building, Lou Zhao did not go home but went to the school's monitoring room.
There are many computers in the monitoring room, and the large screens are monitoring surveillance videos from all over the school.
Lou Zhao sat casually on a chair, lazily crossed one leg, and supported his chin with one hand.
Jiang Yanchu sat on the armrest of the chair where Lou Zhao was sitting, with his arms resting horizontally on the top of the chair back, half-hugging her in the air.
Lou Zhao looked at the surveillance camera, picked up the mouse, scanned the split-screen display, clicked on one of the surveillance frames and enlarged it.
This surveillance footage was exactly where Lou Zhao was looking up just now.
Jiang Yanchu pointed at the surveillance camera and reminded, "There's someone over there."
Lou Zhao slapped Jiang Yanchu's hand away, a little speechless, "Do you think I'm blind?"
Jiang Yanchu pouted, feeling a little aggrieved.
The location was very tricky, and only a piece of cloth could be seen in the corner.
But it was enough to show that there were indeed people there.
Someone is watching them from behind.
That person is probably the murderer behind the scenes.
Thinking of this, a hint of coldness flashed in Lou Zhao's eyes.
The surveillance video is playing.
Lou Zhao's fingers tapped on the computer desktop intermittently, looking at it boredly.
After more than a minute, the piece of cloth in the surveillance video moved.
A man walked out from the corner.
Lou Zhao's face changed and he immediately clicked pause.
The man was wearing a black baseball cap with his head lowered. The brim of the cap was pulled down so low that his face could not be distinguished at all.
Lou Zhao enlarged the face and looked at it carefully with his eyes slightly narrowed.
But due to the poor pixel quality, Lou Zhao was unable to see the man's face clearly.
Lou Zhao clicked his tongue in displeasure.
Isn’t it 360-degree high-definition with no blind spots?
Damn school. Which stinky leader embezzled funds to buy these low-quality cameras?
Lou Zhao clicked play.
The man in the surveillance video walked away with the brim of his hat pressed down.
Lou Zhao stared at the figure, his eyes thoughtful.
This figure looks familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.
Jiang Yanchu's voice rang beside his ear, "Thomas."
Lou Zhao paused, turned to look at Jiang Yanchu, then looked at the figure. After vividly remembering something, she hissed, "It seems so."
Jiang Yanchu sneered and said sarcastically, "You still remember him."
"Don't you remember that too?"
"Love rival, how could I not remember it?"
Jiang Yanchu's eyes were sinister, "I can't remember him."
The man lowered his cold white eyelids, lifted Lou Zhao's narrow chin with his slender bony fingers, and looked down at the cold and beautiful face condescendingly. His pupils were dark and gloomy, carrying a strong sense of oppression.
"He was my rival in love. I remember him."
"What about you, Zhao Zhao?"
Jiang Yanchu raised his thin lips in a cold arc, "Why do you remember him?"
The tone was slow and casual, yet there was an air of danger in it.
His gaze shifted slightly downwards, landing on the woman's slender neck, and his fingertips slid down.
His palm was on her neck, and his fingertips gently rubbed the fair and delicate skin of her neck. His voice was low and cold, "Answer my question, Zhao Zhao."
The situation seemed to say that if I didn't answer his questions properly, he would strangle me and kiss me to death.
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