when the moon whispers

Chapter 436: Accomplice - Fanaticism (Part )

Six accomplices in the case
Eighty-three Fever (Part 2)
The veteran team DRG came to the school for a discussion and had a lot of fanfare. The aisles inside and outside the auditorium were packed with people.

The first half of the event was an on-campus seminar on e-sports related professional courses, which went off without a hitch. The second half of the event, a fan meeting under the banner of discussing the professionalization of e-sports talent training, was so crowded that it exceeded the original duration of the discussion. The school and the external host shook their legs impatiently for half an hour before they could barely control the scene in the auditorium. Seeing that the atmosphere off the court continued to rise, they negotiated with Manager Xu, who was watching from the backstage, for a long time before deciding to randomly draw a few lucky fans on the spot, distribute souvenirs and autographs, and invite them to the stage for photos and return.

However, the originally orderly business queue was suddenly disrupted by the noisy shoving and shoving outside the auditorium door.

"There are so many people back there. Are the gift bags we brought enough?"

"That should be enough... Aren't there a bunch of autographed photos? I don't know if they'd be willing to take them though..."

"I feel like there are more students who got the lottery than fans. I hope the official account won't be attacked again..."

Shao Jie took advantage of the opportunity to shake hands and take photos to chat with Wen Xi, who was smiling stiffly beside him, for a long time. He just shook hands and touched shoulders politely with a boy who looked like a husky, and then he watched a little girl with a cheering hairpin on her head pass him and run straight to the center of Wen Xi and Cheng Zi. He stood in the middle of the podium in the auditorium and raised his eyebrows with a little amusement. He awkwardly withdrew his arm that was ready to raise for a handshake and touched his nose. While his eyes were looking around, he accidentally glanced at the auditorium door that was shaking non-stop. The cool air around his mouth was sucked in puzzledly halfway when he heard a few dull sounds of being knocked over, mixed with a few screams of pain hidden in the noise of people, approaching the auditorium stage from far away -

Shao Jie almost subconsciously grabbed Wen Xi's neck and dragged her to the chair that he hadn't had time to move. He instinctively avoided his teammates and the female student who had just jumped up to him with suppressed excitement. He took two steps back before realizing that the behemoth was rushing towards him. It was hanging on Shao Jie's shoulders, hugging Shao Jie like a chick, and enthusiastically expressing its extreme and twisted love. Its face, which was as hard as the bottom of a pot, was about to pout its lips and stick to Shao Jie's face.

…This is not the end yet.

Behind the "first to be hit", several figures rushed into the venue as if they had formed a group to cause trouble. They pushed and shoved and overturned half of the auditorium and showed no sign of restraining. Several people saw that the volunteers who were maintaining order in the venue were stumbling and unable to catch up, and they actually skipped the blocked steps of the podium, jumped up and down, supported themselves on the edge of the platform that was nearly a person high, and climbed up, randomly picking out a few contestants or staff who could not dodge and rushed towards them.

"…What are you looking at? Call the police first!"

Shao Jie was nearly strangled to death by this burly big brother whose full face he could never see. He tilted his head back and tried hard to avoid the pair of thick lips that were almost touching his cheeks. He stretched his neck to glance at the dumbfounded host who was standing beside him, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze out a few words of urging from his throat. It was not until he saw Xu Muyang and his group from the backstage finally rushing over to help that he let go of some of his "death struggle" and was ready to close his eyes and leave everything to fate... But at this moment, the two arms like steel bars that were around his waist and back suddenly loosened. Shao Jie didn't even have time to react before he was pushed away by a familiar gust of wind. He sat down on the ground, raised his head and blinked in surprise and joy.

"Officer Jiang--Officer Jiang?"

"Um--"

Jiang Mo hummed, not knowing whether it was a response to Shao Jie's inflected greeting or simply a response to the strong man who was leading the trouble, grabbing the arm and trying to trip him to the ground. She didn't even have time to look back to confirm whether Shao Jie was safe and sound. She grinned and shouted to Xiao Letian, who was two steps late in bringing people, "Come and help", but she was distracted for a moment and didn't see that the broad fat man who fell to the ground actually struggled a few times to twist Jiang Mo's shoulder, and used brute force to push away the slender body pressing on his shoulders, and swung the man onto the floor-standing speakers on the edge of the podium.

The fall was so hard that Jiang Mo only vaguely felt his back hit his head and he groaned heavily. He squeezed hard and suddenly saw mottled stars flashing in front of his eyes. He squinted and saw that the fat man tried to grab Shao Jie with his backhand but failed. He turned around and rushed towards Xu Muyang, who was protecting a skinny female fan behind him. He stumbled halfway and reached out to grab Manager Xu's well-tailored skirt.

Jiang Mo shook her head, and before she could wake up, she quickly stood up by supporting herself on the floor. She nodded and signaled Coach Huo, who had taken off his suit jacket and rushed over to help, to protect Xu Muyang aside first. She turned her head to glance at the back of Shao Jie's head, who was busy helping the frightened students to retreat to the backstage. She caught a glimpse of Xiao Letian, who had just turned over and jumped onto the podium after directing the security guards to help temporarily detain several other troublemakers. She nodded to approve her junior brother's request for a head-on breakthrough, then clenched her trembling fists, and with all her strength, she simply gave a roundhouse kick to the back of the neck of the fat man who was still looking for the next target of persecution. When she swayed to stand firm, her still dizzy head shook a little, and she followed Xiao Letian, who pounced on the fat man and knelt down to press down on the back of his arms, and neatly buckled the handcuffs.

Jiang Mo felt a little nauseous after hitting his head. With a wrinkled face, he heaved a sigh of relief when he saw people from the police station outside the school who were responsible for maintaining traffic order coming to support him. He supported himself on the floor and sat down cross-legged. After taking two breaths, he vaguely felt some pain and swelling at the place where his forehead was hit.

Jiang Mo didn't care much and raised her arm to rub the affected area with her clothes, but unexpectedly, the wound, which was only covered with a layer of blood, was scratched by her and a fishy and sticky streak hung on her face. She was stunned for two seconds before she realized that something was wrong. However, before she could take out her mobile phone to take a quick picture to see if her face was disfigured, Shao Jie, who had heard the sound and smelled the smell from somewhere and walked quickly towards her, stood in front of her with a frown, holding a large piece of gauze from the medicine box carried by the club leader. With a look of heartache on his face, he slowly and gently pressed the wound on her forehead that was still bleeding.

"...Officer Jiang, please spare my little heart."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
"Victory is joyful, but defeat is also gratifying."