Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 214: High School

Chapter 214: Chapter 214: High School

That night, Bai Yanliang and Xun Weimo visited seven high schools but found no match to the scene Xun Weimo had seen.

But now it was already dawn, and once the schools started classes, the danger would increase significantly.

"Only Jiangbei Third Middle School is left."

Xun Weimo and Bai Yanliang stood at the entrance of the school. Just a moment ago, they were stopped by the guard and forbidden entry.

Although they couldn’t go through the main entrance, Bai Yanliang had other plans.

"Follow me."

Under Bai Yanliang’s guidance, the two came to the side wall, pushed aside the tangled grass and branches, revealing a hole in the wall.

Xun Weimo looked at the hole in surprise, "Mr. Bai, were you a student here before?"

Bai Yanliang shook his head, bent down to squeeze through, and said, "I’ve been here before."

Yes, this was Yang Yiyi’s high school.

Yang Wanlong’s daughter, who was soon going to take her college entrance exam, Yang Yiyi.

Speaking of which, it had been a while since he last contacted her.

As they spoke, the two snuck into the school.

At this moment, they were walking openly across the playground; both knew that acting more suspiciously in times like this would only raise more doubts.

Upon reaching the teaching building, Xun Weimo peeked into a classroom through the window. Upon seeing Jiangbei Third’s unique interior setup, Xun Weimo immediately confirmed that the scene he had seen was indeed here.

"There’s no mistake, this is the only school with wooden podium floors. This is it!"

As they spoke, a middle-aged man carrying a suspicious carton passed by them.

Almost simultaneously, Bai Yanliang and Xun Weimo sprang into action.

Bai Yanliang grabbed the man’s hands, while Xun Weimo locked his throat.

"Who... who are you people? What do you want!"

The middle-aged man was terrified, his face ashen, his hands trembling so much that Bai Yanliang had to warn him with a threatening look while taking the carton himself.

"What is this, and where did it come from?"

Bai Yanliang asked coldly.

Sweat beaded on the man’s forehead, and licking his lips, he stammered, "I... I don’t know. It was on the windowsill of the administrative office this morning when I arrived. I thought... maybe someone accidentally left it behind, so I was going to take it to the guard’s room and post a ’Lost and Found’ notice..."

It seemed like a reasonable explanation.

Bai Yanliang and Xun Weimo exchanged a glance and released the man.

Once free, the man rubbed his neck, pointed fearfully at Bai Yanliang and Xun Weimo, "Who exactly are you? Is this yours?"

Bai Yanliang and Xun Weimo, however, ignored him and carefully placed the carton on the ground, pressing an ear to it to listen closely inside.

"No sound, let’s open it." Xun Weimo suggested.

Bai Yanliang nodded, while turning to the man, "Go to the broadcasting room and announce a seismic drill. Immediately evacuate everyone, got it?"

The middle-aged man was actually Li Degang’s replacement, the newly appointed grade director, and upon hearing this, he immediately sensed that something was off.

Like... there was something terrifying inside that box.

But he couldn’t just believe Bai Yanliang’s words, "This... what exactly is this thing?"

Bai Yanliang glanced at him and slowly opened the carton.

The man’s pupils contracted.

Solar panels, circuit boards, wires of various colors... a term often heard in movies flashed into his mind... Bomb!

Though it appeared crudely made, like a hurried half-finished product, a bomb was still a bomb! Regardless of its perceived low power, it shouldn’t exist on a campus.

The man’s face turned pale, and he was about to report it to the police.

Xun Weimo was about to stop him, but Bai Yanliang intervened.

"Let him call the police."

The police station’s Wu Kuifeng received the news immediately, feeling both alarmed and relieved.

Relieved that they had found the second bomb at last, alarmed that it was at Jiangbei Third Middle School!

That place was full of young students. If a blast similar to the one at Rong Bridge Sky Street occurred, all Ye City officials... would be finished.

"Squad members, grab the bomb disposal equipment, and head out immediately!" Wu Kuifeng retained his military style, acting with decisiveness and speed.

"Yes!" the police officers responded solemnly.

Except for Liang Yan, who felt a vague unease, yet he couldn’t pinpoint... where it stemmed from.

...

Jiangnan District University City.

Through online identification, Yang Wanlong and his team finally apprehended the suspect who had made the posts online.

When captured, he was lounging in his dorm with his laptop on his lap.

The school official’s face turned grave; if it turned out that this student had indeed created the bomb, it would surely cast a severe negative light on Ye City University of Technology.

"Principal Ruan, how many people at your university can make bombs?" Yang Wanlong asked, gripping the suspect’s shoulder as he struggled.

The principal, hair graying, replied grimly, "Many, quite a lot in fact. Our university’s mission is to develop national defense technology. We offer majors such as aeronautical design, material physics and chemistry, weapon systems and launching engineering, special energy engineering, and pyrotechnics. Students and faculty from these fields all have the skills to make bombs."

Yang Wanlong frowned at these words, glancing at the student in his grip. Was it truly wise to teach such perilous skills to someone with shaky moral views...

"Speak! Where are the other two bombs planted?"

Yang Wanlong’s eyes widened, and he tightened his grip on the student’s shoulder.

The young student immediately teared up from pain, but strangely, he suddenly ceased struggling, his entire demeanor shifting.

A strange smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Do you want to know? If so... let me see the time and I’ll tell you."

A reasonable request, so Yang Wanlong obliged.

He raised his left hand, glanced at his watch, and said, "It’s 8:23 AM now." Then, looking at the young man, "Tell us the locations of the other bombs, and you might get a lighter sentence."

This was obviously a lie; the suspect wouldn’t believe it, and neither did Yang Wanlong.

Considering the casualties incurred, the perpetrator of this case faced only one outcome, which was death.

Upon hearing Yang Wanlong announce the time, the student smiled even broader.

"Almost there, almost! Soon... your daughter will be dead."

The student’s eyes brimmed with malicious intent as he stared at Yang Wanlong, but the next moment, he suddenly collapsed.

Yang Wanlong’s expression changed; he grabbed the student’s collar and roared, "You bastard, you planted a bomb at Third Middle School?"

However, no matter how much he yelled, the student remained unresponsive.

Lin Wan noticed something was wrong, moved forward to check his carotid pulse and breathing, and her expression changed as well.

"He’s dead."