Kaixin Min, though a delinquent bad girl, was actually a clever little fox with a keen sense of smell for trouble.
She knew she had offended the Student Council, and that President Lei was suspicious of her.
But she also knew that as long as she claimed ignorance in front of everyone, the Disciplinary Committee would have no excuse to arrest her.
In the past few days, Kaixin Min’s attire had become much more conservative.
The usual bad girl accessories were gone, and she looked like a somewhat fashionable blonde high school girl.
“Do you have any more questions? Ask anything, I will answer truthfully,” Kaixin Min said.
The Execution Cadres looked at Kaixin Min’s honest and simple demeanor, their faces full of doubt and distrust.
But just as Kaixin Min had analyzed, they had no grounds this time to take her away.
Because some matters couldn’t be openly discussed.
They couldn’t plainly say, “Did you steal President Lei’s important notebook that’s missing?”
In the end, the Disciplinary Committee members could only retreat.
The students who had gathered to watch the spectacle dispersed, returning to their own business, and normalcy returned instantly.
But Kaixin Min sat down at her seat and immediately whispered threats to Li Zuhao, “They’ve started suspecting me. If you don’t do something, I won’t be able to hold the pressure. Next time, I’ll turn you in.”
“I know what to do,” Li Zuhao answered nonchalantly.
President Lei had lost an important notebook, and Kaixin Min was the prime suspect among outsiders.
But President Lei himself knew there was another outsider besides Kaixin Min — the one who dragged him from the window and caused him to fall onto the grass below.
That person was the most likely culprit to have stolen his important notes.
Kaixin Min was just a little prey who almost got eaten by him but had luckily escaped.
President Lei had sent the Disciplinary Committee personnel to test whether Kaixin Min knew more than she let on.
Although Kaixin Min looked dull and had zero acting skills, making her unconvincing and clearly hiding something, the Student Council had no solid evidence to do anything to her.
Besides, the Student Council wasn’t President Lei’s sole domain.
Recently, Vice President Hao Tianhui had made a sudden breakthrough.
Within a short time, she had formed her own exclusive team, pulling factions everywhere, openly showing rebellious intentions.
But that was all — apart from gathering supporters and using threats and inducements, she hadn’t overstepped any boundaries.
In fact, this Vice President was very conscientious about her duties.
It was the responsibility of those in power to band together.
“Damn it! Who took my diary?”
In the high school division president’s office, President Lei stood by the reinforced window, raging impotently.
Lately, he felt nothing was going right, as if something was targeting him everywhere.
He suffered from insomnia and nightmares, his spirit flagging under immense pressure.
The source of that pressure was, first and foremost, the stolen Diary of the Minotaur.
Then he realized the people he wanted to deal with were getting sharper, leaving no flaws, forcing him to resort to underhanded tactics.
Though he had often boasted of his immense power, he was terrible at scheming.
His mind was full of power operation formulas, relying on others to tell him what to do, completely unable to adapt.
Around him were a group of sycophants, all playboys chasing women, loud but powerless.
He didn’t even have a useful Inner Circle member in the Student Council.
In contrast, Vice President Hao Tianhui had gathered a capable group of Student Council cadres.
President Lei’s only fans in the Disciplinary Committee were brainless pretty faces who could only handle trivial tasks.
He himself had almost zero ability to handle major affairs.
And President Lei couldn’t entrust the task of finding the Diary of the Minotaur to those women.
They were all his fans attracted by his looks and formed his Harem Group.
If they found out he often stole other boys’ girlfriends, it would be like shooting himself in the foot.
But most importantly…
Several members of the Disciplinary Committee were girls President Lei had bullied himself!
Their identities were confidential, and they wouldn’t go around sharing their shameful past experiences.
In such a dangerous situation, his secret was kept safe.
President Lei loved this thrill.
But unfortunately, besides his hobby of stealing others’ girlfriends, he also had the habit of keeping a diary.
He recorded every date and process of stealing other boys’ girlfriends.
The girls’ names didn’t matter; the key was the boys’ names.
Stealing girls was easy — trivial and effortless.
His ultimate pleasure was to put these incompetent lower men on his list.
To let them know what high-quality men looked like!
But unfortunately, his proudest 【Lower Men List】 had now become his nightmare.
“Don’t worry, Lei. The diary has been missing for several days without a leak, which means the thief wants something from me. Next, they’ll definitely contact me to extort money.”
President Lei sat back in his luxurious seat and comforted himself aloud as he analyzed the situation.
“Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!”
Just then, his phone next to him rang with an incessant flurry of notifications.
“Ah?”
President Lei jumped in surprise.
He was already a frightened bird, easily startled by any noise.
But why was his phone suddenly flooded with messages?
“Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!”
Before he could pick up the phone to check, urgent knocking came from the president’s office door.
“The president’s in trouble!”
The voice of the Minister of Execution was loud even through the door.
“Ah?”
President Lei finally looked down at his phone and was stunned into stillness.
His worst fear had come true…
Just now, someone had posted a secret 16-page document titled 【Diary of the Minotaur】 on Ji Huang Academy’s Friends Wall.
However, it contained no major Student Council secrets, only the private scandal records of a certain Student Council member.
Students didn’t care about upper-level secrets anyway; they cared more about gossip.
One comment sparked a thousand waves.
The information leaked on the Friends Wall spread like wildfire through friend circles, rapidly engulfing the entire Ji Huang Academy and all student ranks.
But there was one detail: Ji Huang Academy’s Friends Wall required real-name verification to post.
The brave whistleblower exposing the Student Council President’s scandals made no effort to hide.
Their account ID boldly displayed: Class 9, Grade 1 Li Zuhao.