Chapter 64: What Are You Hiding?

An hour later, Yu Dazhang walked out of the doctor’s office, clutching a stack of test forms, dazed.

Hormonal obesity.

That was the diagnosis he’d just heard from the doctor.

Endocrine disruption caused by excessive hormone use.

Yu Dazhang didn’t fully understand the medical jargon, but he got the general idea.

In short, all his fat was due to prolonged hormone medication.

As he walked out of the hospital, his mind kept replaying what the doctor had said.

There were two good pieces of news.

First, since he’d stopped taking the drugs for some time, his endocrine disorder would heal quickly.

Second, with proper regulation and dietary control, this type of obesity can easily return to his previous body proportions.

In other words, he gained weight fast—and could lose it just as fast.

The bad news: he’d spent money, but learned nothing useful.

He’d only learned a new medical term; everything else remained unclear.

Why had he used hormones in the first place?

His body was fine—why would anyone take that stuff for no reason?

Yu Dazhang had planned to ask about his amnesia too, but when the nurse at the front desk said he needed to register for the psychiatric department, he immediately dropped the idea.

Forget it—amnesia isn’t cured by pills.

If anyone found out he’d gone to a psychiatric clinic, they’d misunderstand.

Being a detective with this much weight was already ridiculous; add a mental illness and it’d be even worse…

Wait!!

Yu Dazhang suddenly realized something.

He stood by the roadside, watching passing cars, a thought flashing through his mind.

Right—he becoming a detective was inherently unreasonable!

And he’d gone missing at the end of last April, before he’d even graduated—so how did he come back with a diploma?

I get it… Yu Dazhang’s face twisted into a bitter, incredulous smile.

His parents had been lied to too.

Before, I only thought my mom was hiding something, so when I went to school, I only checked what Zhou Zike said.

Now it seems…

The real problem is the police academy.

A student went missing during school—how could the academy ignore such a huge incident?

And if he disappeared before graduation, why did the school issue him a diploma? That makes no sense.

What truly puzzled Yu Dazhang was that the academy let someone weighing three hundred jin join the police force.

No doubt his parents were ordinary people—they couldn’t pull off something like this.

Only the police academy could have done it.

If that’s true…

Yu Dazhang’s eyes widened further.

Suddenly, he reached out and stopped a man walking past him, snatched the half-smoked cigarette from his hand, and took a deep drag.

After a fit of coughing, he slipped the cigarette back into the man’s hand.

Amid the man’s murderous glare, Yu Dazhang walked off quickly.

“Psychopath,” the man muttered behind him.

Ignoring the curses, Yu Dazhang stepped to the curb and flagged down a taxi.

With time still available, he needed to get to the police academy fast.

Once inside, he quickly gave the driver the academy’s address.

Watching the street scenes blur past the window, Yu Dazhang replayed the scene from that day when he’d questioned his teachers.

He was now certain: his disappearance was tied to the police academy.

Or rather, the academy bore undeniable responsibility for his disappearance—otherwise, why issue him a diploma and arrange his job afterward?

It felt like damage control.

In other words… post-event compensation.

To find out the truth, the teachers were the only lead.

That day, he’d spoken to three teachers… Yu Dazhang recalled each one.

When they saw him, all three had looked utterly astonished. Yes—utterly astonished.

Back then, he’d assumed it was because his body had changed so drastically.

Now it seemed…

They hadn’t expected him to return at all!

Twenty minutes later, Yu Dazhang stood at the academy’s gate.

Think again… think again…

What if the teachers refuse to talk?

If they didn’t speak last time, they won’t bring it up now.

Ask directly?

He couldn’t open his mouth.

“Teacher, was my disappearance connected to our school?”—the thought flashed through his mind and vanished instantly.

Asking that way would be pointless—if they were hiding something, they’d never answer such a question.

And asking like that would reveal his entire purpose.

Please… kindly collect 6…9…books…!

That kind of stupid move won’t work.

Then find a teacher who might tell him the truth.

The only teacher who’d ever been close to him was his homeroom teacher, Wei Chuang.

Last time, he hadn’t seen Wei Chuang—he’d rushed to ask the other three teachers instead.

This time, he’d go straight to him.

With a target set, Yu Dazhang strode into the campus, heading straight for the teaching building.

Having spent three years here in his past life, he knew the teachers’ offices well—he quickly reached Wei Chuang’s staff room.

After knocking and entering, he scanned the room—Wei Chuang wasn’t there, but a new face sat at his desk.

Yu Dazhang froze.

In his memory, he’d never seen this staff member before.

Had he been transferred in after Yu Dazhang graduated?

“Excuse me, where is Teacher Wei Chuang? I’m his student,” Yu Dazhang asked politely.

The staff member, clearly unused to seeing someone so overweight, stared at Yu Dazhang from head to toe before replying:

“I’ve heard of him—he’s no longer here. I heard he was transferred away last year.”

Transferred away?

Impossible—his past self had returned to the academy multiple times after graduation, and in his memory, Wei Chuang had never left.

“Why was he transferred?” Yu Dazhang pressed.

The staff member paused, glanced around, and his expression suggested he wasn’t supposed to speak.

It was nearly dismissal time; teachers were all in their classrooms, leaving only the two of them inside.

After confirming no one else was nearby, the staff member finally spoke:

“Rumor says he committed a serious offense—almost got stripped of his uniform. In the end, leadership intervened hard to save him and reassigned him elsewhere.”

This left Yu Dazhang stunned.

There was no such thing in his past life.

“Do you know what offense he committed?” Yu Dazhang used honorifics now.

The more he looked at this staff member, the more he liked him—this was exactly the kind of person to get gossip from.

When he mentioned Wei Chuang, he noticed the man’s eyes had brightened instantly.

Did he think police officers don’t gossip?

He’s dead wrong.

Wherever there are people, there’s a world of intrigue; wherever there’s intrigue, there’s always rumor.

That’s human nature—it has nothing to do with your job.

“I don’t know the details.”

Disappointment flickered in the staff member’s eyes—he’d clearly tried to find out, but failed.

Those teachers kept their mouths shut tightly… Yu Dazhang guessed the academy had issued a gag order.

Telling them not to discuss it privately—or else face consequences…

Threat-based gag orders worked best on teachers.

Wei Chuang’s transfer was no secret at the academy, and committing an offense was normal—just as long as the exact nature of the offense stayed hidden.

Just as Yu Dazhang was thinking of finding another instructor to ask, the staff member spoke again:

“But I did hear a rumor that he made a mistake because of a student.”

(End of Chapter)