Thirty minutes ago
After the party ended, the school's students quickly dispersed, leaving with a lot of gossips. The fact that Zane did not appear at the party, instead was another young man, in his identity collapsed, suspected of being poisoned.
Some have remained, members of the university's student leadership.
"Actually! Apparently, Zane said he would come." Arlo affirmed again, sitting on a chair in the hall.
"Are you sure?" Neil asked the blond man suspiciously.
"Of course! Zane said he would." Arlo believes in what he says, that's why his nature says he can do it, and rarely breaks promises to others.
Everyone pondered, suddenly Corbin who had an IQ of 200 spoke up: "Then why isn't the person wearing the mask Zane?"
The young Corbin said to pick up the lion mask. Stare at it and then roll your eyes at the people present in the room.
"It's not that simple. There's something shady behind this." Roly, who had been silent until now, spoke up.
"That's right! Maybe Zane had foreseen the incident so he changed his mask with someone else." Neil agrees with Roly, also makes a very convincing assumption.
"Should we investigate this?" Roly spoke again.
"I think so too, should consider this carefully." Corbin agrees.
"Then let me take care of this."
Roly was naturally enthusiastic. To be honest, he was very interested in the practice of being a detective. Neil gave Roly a nod of approval.
"So where is Zane now?"
Orla, who was the most impatient and worried, asked them all. While everyone was talking, Arlo called him on the phone. All waited but then disappointed, when the other end of the line did not answer, there was only a long beep and then silence.
They looked at each other nervously, their hearts burning like fire.
The debate continues with another assumption.
After discussing, and trying to call Zane many more times, but no response. The members of the leadership board all agreed and decided to part ways. They assumed that Zane didn't come to the party, so they let someone pretend to be him. That is the most convincing argument at the moment.
Because they believe nothing will happen to him. No one dared to harm Buchou, not to mention he was Thomas's young master.
While everyone had a short meeting, Zane, after parting with the mysterious girl, stood dumbfounded for a moment, clutching the necklace, smiling inexplicably, before lifting his feet to walk towards the school gate to get home. Sitting in a Lexus, Zane chuckled as he remembered the sublime moment, in the memorable evening. The light from the spotlight lit up where he and she danced. The girl exudes tenderness and softness, there must be a beautiful girl behind that mask. He suddenly thought that suddenly a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips that he did not recognize. Suddenly his heart skipped a beat. Cherish the chain in your hand, a heart-shaped silver pendant. Zane curiously opened it and was surprised to see the image of a girl caught his eye. In the picture is a beautiful girl, acknowledged by him. This photo was taken a long time ago. Zane stared at it until he reached his mansion.
Enter the room, lie back on the soft bed. He still felt lightheaded when he thought about the mysterious girl that made his heart skip a beat. Shaking his head as he tried to get out of his thoughts about her, he remembered that he needed to call the idiot Arlo. Putting his hand in his pocket, he suddenly realized that he had left his phone in the conference room, at school. Where he went to change clothes, prepared by Orla for him. When he left, he forgot to bring it with him. Hesitating for a moment, he finally slid off the bed. Put on the coat hanging in the closet, go downstairs. Sit in the car, he will go back to school to get the phone. It's very important, Zane doesn't want anyone to see it because it's private.
The car he was driving, lay neatly outside the school's gate. Just took the phone and left immediately, so he didn't let the car into the parking space. Unfortunately for Zane, the decision to return to school was a bad one. When someone saw him and no one else was his opponent. The shadow put the medicine in his glass of water, gave a smirk when the opportunity smiled again.
Zane came out from the conference room, headed for the gate where the car was. Suddenly the phone rang, he looked at the phone it was Arlo. Zane walked away and answered the phone.
"Listen! Is there anything?"
Hearing his voice, Arlo jumped up from the bed with joy.
"Thank goodness! Do you know how many times I've called?" Arlo blamed him over the phone.
"What's wrong, why are you so serious?" Zane asked casually, not minding his friend worrying about something unfortunate.
Arlo was annoyed with his attitude. How can you be so calm? Shouldn't he be afraid when he knew someone was trying to call him?
"Why don't you come to the party?" Putting aside the fact of not answering the phone, Arlo raised his voice to blame him for making him lose face in front of his friends. He had believed that he would come, but he was nowhere to be seen.
"Who told you I'm not coming." Zane hastily defended, clearly, Arlo was doing something useless, calling just to confirm whether he was coming or not.
"Why can't I see you?"
Zane suddenly smiled when he heard Arlo speak. He remembers no one recognized him during the party, nor did he tell anyone before he left.
"What are you laughing at? Is this funny?" Arlo got mad when he was suddenly so dumb, laughing like crazy while talking.
"It's a long story. Talk to me later, I'm busy."
Zane finds an excuse to avoid Arlo's interrogation and he doesn't want to explain around, with the slow-witted blonde. Zane hung up the phone abruptly, frustrating the other end of the line. Not knowing what to do, Arlo threw the phone on the bed.
With a half-smile, with a sigh, the Uchiha stepped forward but halted when someone called his name.
"Zane Thomas!"
Hearing the call, he turned his head to look, it was a male. Before he could speak or see clearly who it was, a sudden blow to the back of his neck, he lost consciousness.
The shadow dragged him to the back of the school, at which point Clara arrived.
...
"Stop!"
An authoritative voice said, the man walked over with a fox mask, looking down at Zane - who was lying on the ground. A smile curled his lips through the mask.
"Didn't expect you to have this day too? Zane Thomas!"
The voice was full of mockery. Zane could see the irony in his voice.
"Who are you? What do you want? Have the courage to let me go." Zane raised his voice, looked up at the person, and asked.
"Guess who I am." The masked man challenged him.
Zane used her privileged gaze, staring into the man's eyes through the mask.
"Don't look at me like that, you know I hate that look of yours the most."
The guy gnawed at each word, then approached Zane. A wry smile, which Zane could feel. Another guy came forward, holding a red packet, not knowing what it was. The name was placed on the hand the man was holding out.
"Who are you anyway?" Still indifferent, Zane asked the person.
"Your memory is really bad! Or do you offend so many people, can't remember who?"
The guy made fun of his patience.
Zane was still resilient, he coldly snorted with an arrogant voice: "Why do I have to remember a scoundrel like you. What do you want to say frankly, don't play that psychological game, choose the wrong opponent!"
His eyes were cold, his voice was cold, he was not ashamed of anyone to be wary of.
The muscles of the man's mouth twitched to the side, at his mockery. I can't stand it anymore, he will let him taste the pain.
"Want what?" He growled, "You'll know soon enough."
That guy suddenly laughed loudly, seeing that the other guys also laughed. The laughter made the girl who was hiding behind the wall shiver. Hinata arrived at the source of that terrifying sound. She dared not speak, biting her lips in fear. Sitting motionless like an animal, hiding from predators.
The laughter stopped, the leader used a knife to make a long cut on the surface of the plastic bag in his hand. There was a red powder in it, momentarily a strong pungent smell overflowed, making others uncomfortable.
He coughed as the chili powder flew into his nose.
"Chili powder? What are you going to do to me? Dog!" Zane realized what the powder was, mentally telling him what was about to happen.
The guy took the package and walked in front of Zane. Despite his body struggling fiercely, the two juniors still persisted in holding his hands, not letting him resist anymore. Zane knelt on the ground, looking at the man with the mask, challenging his courage. He would never forgive him if he was going to do that to him.
"I said don't use those eyes!" He hissed as Zane looked at him with hateful eyes again. The look that person hates, hates, hates.
Zane still didn't flinch, seeing his attitude, the guy went mad.
"That's what you want me to do! Imagine what you would do, if I blinded your eyes? If you don't want to be blind, beg me!"
It was exactly what he thought, but Zane was determined not to beg him to let go.
"What a coward! Remember my words. If I leave here alive today, your doomsday has come."
Zane didn't raise his voice threateningly. His two eyes pierced his heart and liver.
"You think I'm scared?" Guy growled again. "I'll wait! Go die you bitch!"
Pop! Pop!
He swung his hand and smashed the bag of chili powder into Zane's face. It hit him right in the eye.
"Ah..."
He told his heart not to scream, but the sudden pain made him unable to bear it, forcing him to scream.
His eyes?
Damn it! Everything in front of him was hazy and dark. The pain was unbearable, he couldn't help but fall down, his hands covering his eyes, groaning incessantly.