Hearing his voice that seemed to be made loud on purpose, the policeman narrowed his eyes, urging him to speak.
Chen Fang politely raised his hand that was holding the plastic bag filled with food. He handed it first to his roommate, Gong Weisheng.
"Bro." He saw the worried look of his friend.
But he assured him with a hand gesture. It's okay.
Chen Fang took a deep breath. He was actually nervous when he roamed his eyes. He was betting. This was why his heart was pounding loud.
When he found the people he was looking for, a corner of his mouth rose.
'Good, there's no need to tour the campus anymore in search of them.'
Amongst the spectators, only Zhang Mei Xing who had blended with the crowd had a clue of what Chen Fang was planning to do. She was secretly relieved that the bloody ticket did not have to be used.
Not long after, the man finally spoke. "I am more than willing to come to the station, but I also need some others to go with me to clear my name."
