Manhunt Thread

Two weeks passed since the end of the Deductive Reasoning quest.

Zhang Heng could finally bid farewell to the fish and chips he'd been chomping on for the days he could remember. He could yet throw himself again into the embrace of the canteen on the second floor. His other three dorm mates were used to his occasional night absentees by now, and it wasn't like their school officially appointed an officer to check on them. Even if he lived outside campus, no one really cared anyway.