After Zhang Lang finished speaking and noticed Jiang Ning wasn’t very talkative, he casually asked, "By the way, where are you? I have two honor certificates for you and your friend. Do you have time to come and pick them up this afternoon?"
Right after, he quickly added, "Or I could deliver them to you."
"I’m in Pinggu District," Jiang Ning replied. "Just leave them there for now."
In just over a month, Jiang Ning had already received more than ten honor certificates, all of which were kept at home.
If she was going to be rewarded with a certificate for every fugitive she caught, this was probably just the beginning.
"Okay," Zhang Lang agreed readily. "Whenever you have time, send me a message. I won’t disturb you any further."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ning opened the car door and got out.
She had checked before arriving that Pinggu University of Electronic Technology was open to the public, and all outsiders needed to do was a simple registration.
Jiang Ning and Qi Xingzhou both registered, then stepped onto the campus.
Like previous missions, as soon as Jiang Ning received the task, a map with a little red dot appeared on a section of the System that only she could see.
The little red dot on the map indicated the criminal’s trail, or the hiding place of the crime evidence.
Ever since Jiang Ning got this task, she’d noticed that the little red dot on the map hadn’t moved, meaning that while she and Qi Xingzhou were on their way, Shen Guang must have stayed either in the classroom or the dormitory.
Jiang Ning figured the latter was more likely.
Pinggu Electronic Industrial University had a vast campus area, and this time, having a way to contact him, Jiang Ning didn’t plan to actually go door-to-door in each classroom or break into the male dormitories to find people.
She took out her mobile phone and made a video call to "Little Zhou’s father" on WeChat.
In the men’s dormitory not far away, the sudden vibrating alert of the phone startled Shen Guang, who was currently sending out fundraising messages to others.
"F*ck, what’s this guy thinking! Is he sick or what, video calling me out of the blue."
He complained to himself and without a second thought, he hung up on Jiang Ning’s call.
They had been marketing for so many days, riding on Miss Terminal Illness’s popularity, and didn’t forget to seek media exposure to spread the word. Since last night, their traffic had finally started to roll in.
Just today, in a short day, the amount of donations reached fifty to sixty thousand, with people adding his WeChat every few minutes, sometimes several netizens at once.
Although not every netizen made a donation, the majority did.
Shen Guang sent the fundraising link and pre-copied messages to new friends he added, ignoring the incoming messages.
After all, they’d already planned to deactivate their TikTok and WeChat accounts tonight— or not, it was their call.
Jiang Ning wasn’t surprised at all that her call was declined—she simply sent her location over.
A Ginger Root: [Location] Pinggu Electronic Industrial University
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A Ginger Root: Shen Guang, I’m waiting for you at this pavilion.
Shen Guang, who was just approving the friend requests of other netizens, caught a glimpse of his name out of the corner of his eye.
Thinking he had seen it wrong, he took a closer look and realized the message did contain his name!
His face, which had just had a moment of pride the second before, turned pale. As soon as he opened the chat with Jiang Ning and saw she’d even sent the school’s location, he couldn’t hold back his panic and called out to his two roommates for help: "Bao Huai! Chang Sunhuang! We’ve been discovered!"