Hawkeye's family.
The surveillance software is still running. Apart from the sound of heavy breathing, Lin Zheng's cries of pain came through the headphones. The phone on the desk displayed a message from Qian Cangyi in the chat group, but the person who was supposed to be on the chair had disappeared.
The room was silent, deathly so.
The next day.
Lin Zheng arrived at school with a purple bruise on his face.
Who hit me? There was no one there.
While some things were obvious, no one came forward to inquire about his situation. Firstly, because his interpersonal relationships weren't good to start with, and secondly, because his braggadocio from yesterday had attracted a lot of animosity.
Sitting in his seat, Lin Zheng took out his physics textbook.
The next class was Teacher Su Lesheng's. How could a person like him be a teacher? His cruelty is appalling, he's totally unfit!