Qin Xin repeatedly replayed the surveillance footage, observing the pair of hands handing the archaeological robot to Wu Zhiming.
Slender wrists, short fingers, the skin depth was indiscernible, and the details of the hand were obscured because it was covered by long surgical gloves, only barely revealing it was a woman’s hand.
This style of surgical gloves is quite common, typically used by dical College students for experints, different from the doctor’s special surgical gloves in hospitals.
Imperial University and Royal Academy, such prestigious institutions, would distribute them to dical College students for free.
Could it be a student?
Qin Xin’s suspicions grew even stronger.
A woman wearing gloves into an asylum certainly didn’t want to leave fingerprints, and she even managed to avoid the aerial robot’s lens, which was already surprising enough.
If it were a student, participating in modifying the archaeological robot into a four-in-one mini attack-defend robot to blow up the teaching building, such a high-level task signifies this student’s incredible capability.
The suspect range can almost be narrowed down to Imperial University and Royal Academy.
It’s nearly impossible for other schools to have such talent.
It’s as if a corner of the cautious plan has been subtly revealed.
She saved the screenshot of the woman’s hand and unintentionally glanced around the large lecture hall of Royal Academy.
She glanced at every girl’s hands.
Ao Xinghao eagerly crowded over: "Hey Xin, what ga are you playing, let join in."
Qin Xin swiftly swiped her fingertip across the screen.
She switched from the surveillance page to a reading app with a penguin icon.
Unperturbed, she said: "I don’t like playing gas."
Ao Xinghao’s eyes lit up: "Whoa, is it Xinghe’s book? ’Xinghe and You’ has a third season? Is it a web series?"
Hu Yi overheard and stretched his neck: "No way, how can my Xinghe’s book be serialized online? It must be printed and hugged to sleep, right? I protest, I protest!"
Ao Xinghao: "...Dream on, consider yourself lucky if you get a copy, last ti the publisher’s collectible edition sold out instantly. Having an online serialization is a benefit for fans, got it?"
Hu Yi: "I, I bought a collectible edition at the auction, believe it or not?"
Ao Xinghao: "Tch, it must be a counterfeit, right? Who would release a collectible edition of Xinghe’s book for auction, you’re silly, Hu Dai Gua."
Hu Yi was upset, starting to have so self-doubt: "No way, if it’s fake I’m gonna cry my heart out, spent a ton of money, boo..."
Feeling truly sad, but embarrassed to make noise in class, Hu Yi lowered his voice, his face turned into a bitter lon.
Qin Xin was speechless by these two mythological sea creatures, whispered: "Want a collectible edition?"
Hu Yi: "Of course, Sister Xin, I’ve always wanted it!"
Ao Xinghao’s gaze flashed: "Hey Xin, do you have one?"
Qin Xin nodded: "A signed one?"
Ao Xinghao paused his breath: "You have a Xinghe signature?"
Qin Xin casually nodded her chin: "I’ll check when I get ho tomorrow."
Last ti she got several for the seven little goblins, there might be so left.
Adding a signature doesn’t take much effort.
Why is Ao Chongchong so excited?
Qin Xin had no idea, Ao Xinghao wasn’t just excited, but was about to burst with excitent.
Finally, class ended.
Ao Xinghao sprung from his chair, directly sat on the desk facing Qin Xin: "Hey Xin, tell , when did you beco a fan of Xinghe? Aren’t our tastes similar? You like what I like, isn’t that tacit understanding?"
Qin Xin rolled her eyes speechlessly: "I’m not a fan."
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