"Uh? Okay, sir. Thank you."
Zoravec did not expect the cop to let him off the hook so easily. However he did not drag the conversation to avoid the man and to keep up with his identity. That was why he thanked him with a slight bow and headed towards the classroom.
He could clearly sense that something was wrong and he needed to be on the guard. Zoravec' sixth sense was working exceptionally well and he could potentially hear every single sound in the corridor. He passed through the arcade which was empty, it was somewhat grim compared to the usual.
It was expected after all a student was killed and they all were mourning over her death. Zoravec could feel the grim atmosphere but he did not want to question it. Since raising his voice over any such thing would eventually end up in making him suspicious. He also did not want to be labelled as cold hearted for questioning it.
