462 Handwriting

It was already evening when the president came back. He smiled wryly as he explained to Xiao Lin that there were a lot of trivial matters in each year in the new semester, on top of the education reform. It was not just for the freshman year; a few seniors had to prepare for internships in the New World. As the president, he had to attend a bunch of meetings all day long.

However, he stopped mid-explanation as he noticed Xiao Lin's strange mood. The president could not help but express his concern, but he did not get any response. Xiao Lin could only smile and mutter that he felt a little tired.

"Did you find anything?" the president could only ask.

Xiao Lin shook his head, and laughed bitterly. "I have looked through almost all of Wang Dalin's extracurricular surveillance records. I don't think there was any suspicious opportunity for him to be exposed to forbidden techniques. Looking at probability, perhaps it was the time spent in the library?"