The Enigma Squad

Although they were in the same city, Luo Yingbai’s small rented apartment was in a slightly remote location, with a two to three-hour drive from the school. He was stuck in traffic and feeling desperate, unable to confirm the exact time of Tang Yuebo’s incident. He could only call him halfway: “Tang Ge, are you in the dormitory now? I’m coming back soon, do you want me to bring dinner?”

Tang Yuebo was rushing to write his thesis, with the sound of typing in the background. He said absent-mindedly, “Oh, didn’t you say you’d return to school after the May Day holiday? Why are you coming back so early? Just come directly. No need for dinner, I’m going out to eat with Yue Yue.”

Luo Yingbai pressed urgently, “What time are you going?

Tang Yuebo noticed his tone was tense, unlike his usual way of speaking, and found it strange: “We agreed to meet at 5:30… What’s wrong?”

“Don’t go anywhere. Wait for me in the dormitory. Promise me!”

Luo Yingbai hung up the phone. Less than two minutes later, a notification came from Weibo, which he was still logged into. This time, the account @ing Luo Yingbai was indeed his roommate Tang Yuebo.

Well-read: @Brother White fortune-teller, the book I borrowed from you is in the drawer… My back hurts so much, this angel big brother is too heavy…

The text was still in red. Luo Yingbai immediately noticed the posting time was 17:25, which meant he could still prevent something from happening, though the location was hard to determine.

Part of their school buildings were built through a joint venture with foreign investors. The “angel big brother” mentioned likely referred to the angel statue used as decoration on the corner of the old building, which was too common to pinpoint exactly where Tang Yuebo was hit.

Luo Yingbai silently analyzed that changing the route wouldn’t work, so he could only delay time.

Fortunately, after passing the congested road section, the car sped up and quickly reached the school gate. Luo Yingbai breathed a sigh of relief and paid the fare to get out.

The driver had just finished counting the money when the window was tapped again.

He rolled down the window to see the handsome young man make a gesture and apologize: “Driver, did you give me the wrong change?”

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