Chapter 1042 - Hypnosis
National School Prince Is A Girl
âThere are so many murderers in this world and yet I have never seen you so righteous before. Whatâs with the sudden change?â Fan Jia laughed lightly. âIt was just a casual remark, you donât have to be so worked up.â
The girl turned to her. âThere are many murderers in the world but that doesnât make it alright. Moreover, it has nothing to do with being righteous, it is the basic moral a person should have.â
âHeh.â Fan Jia scoffed.
One of Fan Jiaâs better friends tried to calm them down. âAlright now, why are we brooding about something so distant? Fan Jia isnât wrong, ever since the livestream by Z claiming the culprit is from A University, the police have been investigating every single day. Isnât that annoying? The others are the same, messing with our school. Do you think Z has a personal vendetta against the culprit? Why is he causing so much trouble? Everything had been fine before.â
With that, the girl stopped eating, her brows deeply furrowed. She couldnât understand what they were saying. Wasnât catching the culprit something they should be doing?
If it hadnât been for the livestream, the murdered author wouldnât have been able to redress her grievances.
If it wasnât for the policeâs protection, the killer hidden in their school would have taken action and no one could be certain who the next victim would be.
If it hadnât been for the group effort by everyone, some of the truths and grievances would never have come to light.
How did they twist the positivity into such a manner?
The girl felt a gush of cold air. She couldnât explain it and instead, questioned herself on their behavior.
For instance, the girl that had been convincing her had started off bright and naive. Even though she tended to sway with the crowd, she had never had such an opinion.
What did she mean by having a personal vendetta with the culprit?
Exposing the cold-blooded killer was the way to protect everyone.
She was an ordinary person and didnât have the ability to accomplish this. Thus, she was grateful to those with the ability to protect the rest of them while placing themselves as risk.
A book once said that the bustling life you wake up to every morning, the peaceful ordinary times no one thought twice about were exchanged using the blood of others.
Why were they condemning the blood and sweat that protected them? Why werenât they condemning the murderer that deserved to be punished?
The girl couldnât understand.
When her roommates brought up a certain case, they shrugged easily without concern. âAs an outsider, letâs talk about the author. She is already dead, what more can be done? Why did she have to go against the person that infringed her rights, isnât she too petty? Besides, have you realized? Ever since the incident blew up, her books started to sell better. Iâm not accusing this entire matter as a sales gimmick but we can all see what is happening.â
The girl bolted upright, her face tight and stern. âMurder and infringement of rights are both illegal, it isnât acceptable both in the eyes of the law and on a moral standpoint. That is the basis on this matter. You didnât accuse the author of plagiarism but that was the meaning you were trying to convey and since you are clearly against the author, stop using a discussion as a pretense. I donât think we are suited as friends; your argument is way too scary. Good luck.â
Indeed, it was scary. The girl couldnât pinpoint the reason. In the past, the girl hadnât had much of an opinion on matters. But after Fan Jia had laid the foundation, she seemed to have changed entirely.
She wasnât sure if it was normal but subconsciously felt a need to avoid them.
Fan Jia watched as she left, a smile spreading across her face as she comforted the frustrated schoolmate beside her. âWhy did you argue with her? She can say whatever she wants. She isnât classy at all, completely unlike you.â
The compliment raised her spirits instantly. âTrue, there isnât meaning to such an argument. Oh right, Fan Jia, remember the group you got me to create? There are many newcomers. Naming the group Spade Z is the right decision, we could use his popularity to attract many fans. But some of them questioned if we are really Spade fans. Fortunately, the friends in the group came to my rescue. Basically, we have the same thoughts. All you did was say a few words to convince them entirely. Those that committed murder have nothing to do with us. Iâm sure itâll just be a matter of time before the police do something. With them constantly breathing down our necks, we canât even play in peace anymore.â
âRight, which was the reason I got you to create the group. You should know, there are some people who canât step into other peopleâs matters; hence, the group has to be kept a secret.â Fan Jia finally lightened up. âWe have to help the school clear its name.â
âThatâs right.â The girl was filled with fighting spirit, an originally inhumane act turning into something heroic.
If it wasnât for people like her, Fan Jia wasnât sure how to escape. With the crime squad clamming down on the school, there wasnât much she could do.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
That wasnât all, there was an official record for everyone that used the computers.
The Maidenâs Sacrifice was disrupted and she had lost two helpers but yet, the goods were still coming in.
Her brotherâs plans back then could sway a personâs mind, making them do as he had said.
Similar to Qin Mo, she majored in psychology and could tell a personâs thoughts through their actions.
Fans of Spade Z stubbornly created private fan clubs despite the official announcement. This meant they only cared about their own interests and werenât concern over the harm they inflict.
That formed the basis of their love. She just had to sway them a little for them to turn into the perfect, invisible accomplices.
She just had to make use of this outlet, continually planting the ideas in their minds. Gradually, the students in A University would all become her people.
If the crime squad really managed to catch on, it would be Spade Zâs fault since she had been committing the crimes under her name.
The organization had been pressing in on her recently but she hadnât gotten back to them with only a single phone call. âGive me a few more days.â
âMore days? You are going to be found out if you donât leave!â
Fan Jia walked into the darkness. âI didnât say I werenât leaving, I just need a few more days to plant the seeds of distrust into the students of A University. Itâs just a matter of time before I return. You probably wouldnât be reassured until Z dies either way. Besides, I have been plotting in A University for such a long time, it would be a pity to just abandon everything. Think about the things my brother did in the past, such crimes canât be committed in one day, the result of the hypnosis can only work out in the future. Iâll let you in on a secret. That year, my brother managed to hypnotize Qin Mo...â