The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

Fang Zhou, watching them discuss for so long and arrive at this result, almost lost his temper.

Let criminals be leaders? What a brilliant idea.

"That's right, Luo Chuan, you're the one. It's just a game anyway, so just play however you want."

Lin Shuangshuang patted Luo Chuan on the shoulder, and said through gritted teeth,

"Even if we can't find the killer, it doesn't matter. We'll meet again after the game is over, hehehe."

Lin Shuangshuang's laughter sent chills down everyone's spine.

But the students around her nodded in agreement, acknowledging Lin Shuangshuang's statement.

"Yes, yes, it's okay if we can't find it."

"It's all about participation in games."

"Exactly, exactly. Anyway, there's plenty of time to chat after the game is over."

Seeing the angry looks on the students' faces, Luo Chuan's Adam's apple bobbed.

He felt a thin layer of sweat seeping out from his back, sticking to his clothes, and feeling cool.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Luo Chuan tried his best to keep a cold expression as usual, and his voice was as calm as possible:

"Okay, now I'll assign the tasks."

He walked to the center of the training ground and glanced at everyone present.

"Lin Shuangshuang," Luo Chuan called out first, "You take five people to the office building where the instructor in charge of managing warehouse resources works, and make a copy of the resource information list stored in the warehouse. Meet outside the warehouse in a bit."

Lin Shuangshuang was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting Luo Chuan to get into the zone so quickly.

She stopped smiling, nodded seriously, pointed to a few people, and quickly headed towards the warehouse.

"Passerby A,"

Luo Chuan turned to another tall boy.

"Take three people and find the guards from yesterday. Ask them if any suspicious classmates have entered or left the school from yesterday to today. After you've finished asking, gather at the warehouse."

Passerby A responded and left with his group.

Luo Chuan then selected several more people to investigate whether there were any signs of climbing over the school wall and whether nearby residents had seen any suspicious persons.

As he uttered instructions, the previously chaotic crowd seemed to be smoothed out by an invisible hand, and in the blink of an eye, everyone had their own duties and everything was in good order.

In the end, only Luo Chuan and five students who had been left behind remained on the training ground.

These were specially selected by Luo Chuan. Although I'm sorry, the ones he chose were not very smart and lacked strong observation skills.

"You lot," Luo Chuan said calmly, looking at them, "come with me."

"Where to?" a student asked instinctively.

"Go to the warehouse and see if there are any clues. Also, take inventory of the items in the warehouse and compare them with the list that Lin Shuangshuang brought later to see if anything is missing."

Fang Zhou stood on the high platform and could see everything clearly.

Did you send everyone else away? How cunning! You're probably going to commit the crime next, Luo Chuan.

Fang Zhou watched as Luo Chuan led the five men toward the warehouse, and a slow smile curved his lips.

He suddenly felt a sense of anticipation. What kind of expressions would those students, who were eager to surround the "criminal," have when they discovered that the criminal was actually the leader they had personally elected?

That scene must have been spectacular.

Xiaoyue seemed to sense her master's thoughts and chirped lightly.

Fang Zhou gently stroked Xiao Yue's head, then slowly walked down from the platform, following Luo Chuan's group at a distance, also heading towards the warehouse.

The warehouse was located at the northernmost part of the school, a detached small building. The entrance was deserted, with no one on duty. The school warehouse contained mostly unimportant items, so there was no need to assign someone to guard it.

Luo Chuan led his men to the warehouse door and pushed it open.

The door opened.

There is no lock.

"Didn't you lock it last night either?" Luo Chuan turned around and asked the person behind him.

A tall, thin student scratched his head: "It seems... it's never been locked? Anyway, it wasn't locked when I came to pick something up last time."

Luo Chuan didn't say anything more, nodded, and pushed the door open to go inside.

Walking through the warehouse entrance, you enter a spacious hall where various items are neatly arranged.

The left side is marked with a sign for the textbook section, where textbooks are stacked neatly. The right side is marked with a sign for the weapons section, where swords, spears, and halberds are placed on special wooden stands. Directly opposite is the teaching aids section, where shelves are filled with abacuses, rulers, pens, ink, and other teaching supplies, a dazzling array of items.

Luo Chuan stood in the center of the hall, his gaze slowly sweeping over every corner. When he saw the textbook section, his gaze paused slightly.

"You guys,"

Luo Chuan withdrew his gaze and gave instructions to the five students beside him.

"Go check the teaching aids and weapons sections, take inventory, and see if there are any obvious empty spaces. Pay attention to the dust on the shelves; if an item was recently taken, the dust marks will be noticeable."

The five students dispersed and went to their designated areas to start counting.

Luo Chuan then turned and walked towards the textbook section, facing the rows of bookshelves, and began to examine each item one by one.

His movements were unhurried and he appeared very focused, but his gaze inadvertently swept over the five students, as if he were confirming their location.

Fang Zhou then stepped into the hall, his footsteps echoing softly in the empty warehouse.

The five students who were bending over to count the students heard someone come in and subconsciously looked up.

At that moment, all five students' eyes were focused on Fang Zhou, and no one paid attention to Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan's fingers flew across the bookshelf, randomly picked a book, and with a flick of his wrist, quietly slipped it into his clothes.

The movements were clean and swift, taking only the blink of an eye.

Fang Zhou's lips twitched. The timing was quite good. Of course, Luo Chuan's little tricks could not escape his eyes, but he also had to admit that this kid was indeed bold and meticulous, able to accurately seize the moment when everyone's attention was diverted to make his move.

Bold yet meticulous, able to seize opportunities—he truly is the protagonist.

When the students who were counting the items saw that it was him, they continued counting the items, completely unaware of what Luo Chuan was doing.

Unfortunately, I'm from Luo Chuan's side and can't help you. But in this situation, Luo Chuan will definitely be the final winner.

What was supposed to be a fun game has turned into a nightmare for this kid. He's been dominating his opponents all by himself, leaving me completely uninvolved and feeling utterly disconnected.

Fang Zhou could only think of Luo Chuan in his heart at this moment.

I should have gone to watch the show in another group.

Xiaoyue gently nuzzled Fang Zhou, offering her master some comfort.

Jazz Cat.

Fang Zhou lifted Xiaoyue off his shoulder and took a deep breath.

Only Hakimi could soothe his heart, and perhaps Ye Ninghan could too.