Chapter 777: You Want to Search Our Dormitory? Don't Even Think About It

She couldn't bother checking the window first; instead, she swept her spiritual power toward the cabinet. To her surprise, she spotted something hidden in the farthest corner.

Her anger flared up instantly. Was today's incident aimed at her?

What's going on?

She had never provoked trouble on her own since joining the factory, and after so long, the only unpleasantness she'd had was with Lin Muni. Could it be that Lin Muni wanted revenge?

Hearing the commotion outside grow even louder, she immediately used a thought to withdraw the item hidden in the deepest part of her cabinet into her spatial storage.

Then she stood at the dormitory door and watched the show.

She wanted to see what expressions they would make once they failed to find the item.

She kept her eyes fixed on the owner, Feng Xiaojuan, and the most boisterous troublemaker, Huang Aifang, trying to discern from their faces who was really trying to stir things up.

Before long, the security department had searched the several dormitories across from them, but found nothing.

At that moment, Huang Aifang comforted Feng Xiaojuan while saying, "Since the adjacent dormitories yielded nothing, let's expand the search. Such a precious item can't simply be left like this."

As soon as she spoke, the onlookers began cursing: "Huang Aifang, are you out of your mind? What do you take everyone for? If she didn't guard such an important item properly, who is to blame for its loss?"

You want to search our dormitory? Don't even think about it.

The people from the dormitories just searched now looked displeased: "Since nothing was found in our dormitories, we can't just let this slide, can we?"

Seeing the situation, Huang Aifang quickly spoke up: "If nothing was found, that only proves you are innocent and didn't take Xiaojuan's watch."

As soon as she finished speaking, those people grew even angrier: "Huang Aifang, we were already innocent. Do we need proof? I think you're looking for a beating."

With that, she swiftly slapped Huang Aifang.

Huang Aifang wasn't one to back down; once she recovered, she immediately started fighting the other person: "I just wanted to help Xiaojuan recover such a precious item. Even if my method was wrong, you shouldn't have hit me, let alone slapped my face. I'll fight you to the end."

Liu Chuxue now found it hard to understand. Could it not be her?

Otherwise, why wasn't she anxious to find the lost item and instead got into a fight? Wasn't she afraid that someone would notice something was off and move the watch they hid in her cabinet?

Looking at Feng Xiaojuan's sorrowful face, she didn't seem like the type to frame someone. Then this was interesting.

Who exactly had such capability?

The incident escalated further, directly alerting the head of the security department, who came over.

After a round of criticism and education, they prepared to search the entire floor, but someone objected: "We are all fellow workers. Who knows who is close to whom? Could it be that people from other floors haven't come to this floor? On what grounds do you search only our floor?"

The final result was that all dormitories in this building would be searched.

Observing that Huang Aifang showed little change in expression while Feng Xiaojuan was genuinely heartbroken over the lost item, her eyes swollen from crying, Liu Chuxue wondered who the person who started the fight really was.

Many people from the security department arrived, and the search of the dormitories on all three floors began simultaneously.

When they searched Liu Chuxue's room, neither Huang Aifang nor Feng Xiaojuan, the one who lost the item, showed any unusual reaction.

Feng Xiaojuan was the first to be ruled out by Liu Chuxue, after all, her expression of utter despair could not be faked.

As for Huang Aifang, she was now launching indiscriminate attacks. She appeared to be genuinely helping Feng Xiaojuan, yet her wavering gaze and overly eager attitude told Liu Chuxue that something was wrong with this person.