Meng Qing lazily lifted his eyes and glanced at Mi Shu.
Mi Shu was startled, she had spoken so softly, surely he couldn’t have heard?
She had no idea Meng Qing was from the Supernatural Management Bureau.
Though his appearance didn’t show it, he was a bona fide cultivator.
Zhuang Lan stood behind Meng Qing, "The situation is quite complicated, the forum’s permissions are locked, and the code is encrypted."
Meng Qing plugged in the network cable, "Oh."
"Normally, you’d need to go through the administrator, but the forum admin won’t be cooperative."
"I think we could mark the poster and keep tracking them, see if they post again to pinpoint their location."
Meng Qing yawned, his eyes half-closed as if he was about to fall asleep.
His fingers randomly tapped some keys on the computer.
Zhuang Lan’s words were stuck in his throat and he swallowed them down.
"You... you must be joking, right?"
Meng Qing reluctantly looked at him, "No, I don’t really like jokes."
The police officer, though clueless about what happened, still asked.
"You said you found it just now?"
"Hmm, this is the location." Meng Qing casually opened a map and marked a red dot on it with the mouse.
Zhuang Lan’s tone was hesitant, "You marked this yourself, didn’t you?"
Meng Qing seemed completely uninterested in discussing further, his bored gaze turned towards Yue Qingqing.
Seemed to be saying—Believe it or not, up to you.
Even Lu Zhu couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.
Thinking this guy seemed really unreliable.
But Yue Qingqing believed him, after all, Sister Shi wouldn’t joke about this.
Saying this, Yue Qingqing picked up the university map that was handed out at the start of the semester and compared it with the map on screen.
The police looked at the map, "I remember this area seems to be an internet cafe."
He asked his colleagues, "Do you guys remember?"
"Yes, I think it’s called Friendly Internet Cafe."
Meng Qing reminded, "He logged in three minutes ago from this location, it’s about ten minutes from the dormitory and judging from the output data the computer is probably running a game called Legend, so if you’re lucky you might still find him there."
After saying a string of words, Meng Qing took a long breath as if he was fatigued.
"Let’s go right now!"
The police quickly made a decision and asked Yue Qingqing, "Miss Yue, would you like to come with us?"
Even with the internet cafe address locked down, finding that person inside wouldn’t be easy.
Yue Qingqing prepared to use Spiritual Energy.
She asked Meng Qing, "Do you want to come with us?"
Meng Qing shook his head, "I’m a bit tired, I’ll rest for a while first."
Even Pan Muling couldn’t help but complain, "This is the girls’ dormitory."
Meng Qing thought for a moment, "Or maybe you guys go out first?"
Why is this guy occupying our space and still acting so entitled.
Mi Shu’s fists clenched, she stormed out, "I need to calm down first."
She had to keep reminding herself this guy was here to help, she couldn’t hit him.
But Meng Qing looked so disheveled, how did he manage to provoke so much hatred?
The police stared at the lethargic Meng Qing, hesitant to speak, but finally couldn’t hold back, "Later, you should come with us to the station for a check, okay?"
This guy looked so odd, definitely had the appearance of a drug addict.
Meng Qing curled his lips, dug out a wrinkled ID from his pocket and tossed it over.
The leading officer took it, had a look and understood.
Oh, Supernatural Management Bureau.
He’d heard they were a bunch of weirdos.
Clearly, not overrated...
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