Night, precisely at midnight.
The moon was obscured by dark clouds, no stars in sight, the night sky was pitch black.
The night wind howled, passing through, the leaves on the campus trees made "crackling" sounds, as if being tugged by invisible forces in the darkness, sending chills down one’s spine.
The campus, which was bustling and lively during the day, was completely deserted now, even the students from the cram class had all left the classroom.
The street lights were completely out, with only extrely faint moonlight filtering through the clouds, making the playground even more desolate.
At this ti, people were either at ho enjoying warmth and peace, or fighting through the night at noisy barbecue stalls.
Yet at this mont, a figure swiftly climbed over the east gate of the playground.
Upon landing, Chai Wei tightened the black jacket on his body, pulling the hood over his head.
He gazed across the vast grounds, feeling the chill brought by the night wind, took a deep breath, his eyes bursting with unmatched confidence as he spoke aloud:
"Dark and windy night, a night for murder!"
However, tonight, Chai Wei did not co to kill, only for revenge!
Chai Wei started to walk, hiding his face beneath the hood, heading step by step towards the school building.
Chai Wei recalled a rumor he once heard, that many schools were built over ceteries, using the vitality of students to suppress evil spirits.
Such terrifying rumors, if others heard them, appearing on campus late at night would indeed be chilling, yet Chai Wei was not afraid at all.
’Ghosts and demons, so what? They would still have to yield to !’
Soaked in darkness, Chai Wei looked far into the city’s dazzling lights, gave a faint smile, then plunged back into the darkness, walking into the school building area, heading to the bike shed.
Chai Wei was very certain that the bicycle Yan Tianpeng rode during his big break in the evening self-study was still kept in the bike shed and hadn’t been taken away.
Because he watched Yan Tianpeng’s movents specifically when evening self-study ended, that man went straight back to the dormitory.
During the day, he cut the wrong bicycle wires, what’s done is done, Chai Wei would just cut them again at night.
As for the surveillance caras in the bike shed?
Chai Wei sneered; he had twisted their directions when he did his business in the afternoon.
He approached the bike shed and checked carefully, finding the caras hadn’t been corrected.
Chai Wei shook his head disdainfully: ’Looks like the security office folks are a bunch of useless idiots!’
’The so-called amazing Director Wang, this is all he’s got, absolutely ridiculous!’
Chai Wei took out his phone, opened the gallery, flipped to a sneakily taken photo of Yan Tianpeng’s bicycle, and started searching one by one in the bike shed.
Very quickly, accompanied by Chai Wei’s grin, he confird: ’Found you.’
Gazing at the white mountain bike in front of him, Chai Wei locked onto his target, ready to take action.
But before that, he had one other thing to do.
For convenience, Chai Wei had left his tools in the classroom; he needed to get them first, then co back to cut the brake cables.
Upon leaving the bike shed, Chai Wei thought of Bai Yuxia during evening self-study.
However hard he tried to perform, it couldn’t earn Bai Yuxia’s attention, while Jiang Ning sitting behind her could so easily chat with Bai Yuxia!
Chai Wei had never felt so frustrated before, compared to that, he was simply nothing!
Thinking of himself as a strategist, Chai Wei treated everyone like chess pieces, and if anyone dared to defy him, he would overturn the board and slaughter everyone’s pleasure!
But Jiang Ning was rely an unstable piece on his chessboard.
Chai Wei’s eyes flickered, carefully considering Jiang Ning’s weakness, oh right, he had an electric scooter...
But Jiang Ning’s electric scooter had been ridden away after class, he needed to find a good opportunity!
Opportunities, he had plenty!
With this thought, Chai Wei’s mood began to ease.
’Just wait, that day will co soon.’
Chai Wei pulled out his walnut beads engraved with Lion’s Head, leisurely climbed the school building, and went to his class to get his tool, the pliers.
The whole school building was silent, Chai Wei dressed all in black, like a special agent, slid open the window next to Miao Zhe’s seat, and swiftly climbed into the classroom.
Then he walked to his own seat, smiling as he reached into his desk compartnt.
As long as he got the pliers, he would imdiately cut Yan Tianpeng’s bicycle brake line.
With the brake line cut, Yan Tianpeng’s fate would surely be tragic.
’Those who offend , Chai Wei, will pay the price!’
His smile gradually turned twisted.
But the next second, his smile vanished.
He then turned to suspicion and uncertainty.
Chai Wei: "Damn it, where’s my tool bag?"
He reached into the desk compartnt, but no matter what, he couldn’t find his tool bag.
In a hurry, Chai Wei turned on his phone flashlight, shone it into the desk compartnt, and saw clearly this ti, his tool bag was gone, and naturally, so was the pliers inside!
Chai Wei cursed in anger: "Damn you!"
He recalled Liu Chuandao previously complaining about a thief from the podium, no surprise, his vanished tool bag had definitely been snatched by that thief...
Chai Wei’s forr grace vanished, he cursed indignantly:
"Damn it, silly thief, don’t let catch you!"
The tool bag had pliers and other tools, worth only a few dozen bucks, sothing Chai Wei could afford.
But he needed the pliers urgently now!
Chai Wei was furious, agitated, vicious, and even frustrated.
He swore he would catch the thief and take brutal revenge, to let him know the cost of offending him!
Filled with resentnt, Chai Wei left the classroom, sprinted back to the playground, and climbed out from the Fourth Middle School’s east gate.
He found a hardware store by the roadside that hadn’t closed yet, bought a set of pliers, then sneaked back into the campus the sa way.
The rush of running back and forth left Chai Wei sweating, not just physical exhaustion, but also the ntal blow he suffered.
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