He stood up, pacing like a trapped beast, gritted his teeth, quickly grabbed two stacks of cash from under the bed, and rushed to the door.
Before his hand could touch the doorknob, the door was kicked open. Several police officers rushed in. In the chaos, Wang Diao’s phone flew out, landing on the floor. The last unread reply was accidentally displayed, the bright screen facing the ceiling.
“White Brother’s fortune-telling”: “Police officers are at the door. Please be prepared. No need to thank me.”
Unexpectedly, Wang Diao was a serial tomb raider. With rich experience, he had discovered several ancient tombs even before archaeologists. This investigation had unexpectedly uncovered numerous precious cultural relics.
Days later, the city’s public security bureau’s official Weibo specially tagged the anonymous blogger “White Brother’s fortune-telling”, expressing gratitude.
” Chapter 18: Difficulty Waking Up When the official Weibo made an announcement, gaining followers was just a matter of minutes. However, when reporting the incident, Luo Yinbai had not yet foreseen the subsequent effects.
After reporting the situation, he began browsing other friends’ Weibos.
He happened to see a new Weibo post by Xia Jianning, posted last night, with just a simple round smiley face.
Luo Yinbai burst out laughing.
This small account was unknown to others. He had accidentally discovered it while playing with the other’s phone years ago. To avoid being beaten to death, Luo Yinbai had never mentioned it to Xia Jianning. But this guy actually posts on Weibo – how surprising!
The small, round face was adorned with two faint blushes, looking extremely happy, with a cute and adorable feeling that seemed strangely out of sync with Xia Jianning’s temperament. Luo Yingbai laughed and pounded the bed, almost suspecting he had been hacked.
Just then, a gentle knock came from outside the dormitory.
Luo Yingbai quickly tidied up his messy clothes: “Come in.”
The person who entered was a bespectacled male student, in his twenties, thin and pale-skinned, wearing clothes neatly pressed, giving an immediate impression of a young scholar heading to the imperial examinations in ancient times.
He was carrying several bags, his gaze vacant as if looking into the distant starry sea. “
After entering, he smiled shyly and asked towards the empty bed next to Tang Yuebo, “Excuse me, is Luo Yingbai in this dormitory?”
