On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter

Lin Xiaoxiao leaned closer to look at the visual observation question, and after a long while, she said dejectedly, "Huh? I think these two pictures are exactly the same!"

Su Yuqing and Zhao Ya were more interested in the logic grid puzzle, and the two huddled together to discuss the clues in hushed tones.

Shen Xinghe and Zhou Yue glanced at the cipher question, and without much thought, they picked up the pens next to them and smoothly wrote down the deciphered sentence. Then they nodded slightly to a member of the club who looked surprised, as if they had done something insignificant.

While they were merely drawn to the small puzzles, Chen Mo was almost instinctively drawn to the booth.

He didn't engage with the smaller puzzles; his gaze was fixed directly on the most complex simulated case analysis on the whiteboard.

It was a simulated "office murder case" with photos of the scene, brief statements from several "suspects," and a list of physical evidence (blurred fingerprints, a hair, a modified time record, etc.).

At this moment, the female president of the club, who wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a calm and capable demeanor, noticed Chen Mo's focused gaze. She walked over, looked at him with a gentle smile, and said, "Are you interested in this case? It's one of the recruitment assessment questions we designed for this semester. So far, no freshman has been able to fully deduce all the details and the actual methods."

Chen Mo did not answer immediately. His eyes quickly scanned all the information on the whiteboard, and his brain began to work at high speed like a high-performance computer, cross-referencing, filtering out invalid information, and constructing logical chains.

Those clues that seemed chaotic to others quickly began to fall into place and connect in his eyes.

A dozen seconds later, he pointed to one of the statements and a photograph of physical evidence (an overturned coffee cup), and spoke, his voice steady and clear:

"The testimony of this 'suspect A' is contradictory in timeline. He claimed to have heard arguing next door at the time of the incident, but based on the direction and solidification of the spilled coffee cup, the time it was knocked over should be at least five minutes later than when he claimed to have heard the argument. Five minutes is enough time to carry out the murder and initially fabricate the crime scene."

“Furthermore,” he said, pointing to the “hair” evidence, “the marked location of its discovery does not match the height of the cabinet where the stolen items were stored after the murder, making it seem more like a deliberately placed misleading item.”

The focus should be on re-examining the metadata of the modified time record's electronic file. Although the surface time has been altered, the creation or last modification timestamps may have been left in the server's cache.

He spoke slowly, but every point he made was crucial and logically sound, instantly dismantling several key obstacles carefully designed by the organization.

After hearing Chen Mo's words, the female president was stunned. She pushed up her glasses, carefully re-examined the whiteboard, and looked at Chen Mo in disbelief.

Several freshmen who were pondering the riddle and a few club members who didn't know the answer were also drawn over. Listening to Chen Mo's analysis, they showed expressions of shock and admiration.

"...Absolutely correct." The female president took a deep breath, her eyes filled with surprise and admiration. "You...how did you do it so quickly...Have you had experience in criminal investigation before?"

Chen Mo smiled faintly, downplaying the issue: "I'm just more interested in logical reasoning."

He naturally wouldn't reveal his past.

Zhou Yue, Lin Xiaoxiao, and others also gathered around. Although they didn't know much about the specifics of the case, they could tell from the reactions of the female president and the others that Chen Mo had once again unknowingly revealed his amazing abilities.

"Wow! I haven't even finished the little puzzle over there yet, Chen Mo, you've already solved this big one?!" Lin Xiaoxiao exclaimed.

Su Yuqing looked at Chen Mo with pride and a hint of self-righteousness in her eyes—having been in the dream, she already knew how capable Chen Mo was; his ten years as a criminal investigator hadn't been for nothing.

The female club president immediately extended a warm invitation to Chen Mo: "Student, you are extremely talented! Our club desperately needs a member like you! Every week we analyze real-life cases (that have already been published), design puzzle games, and exchange ideas with enthusiasts from other schools. Sometimes we also hold online and offline reasoning competitions! Please be sure to consider joining us!" Chen Mo maintained his noncommittal attitude and politely accepted the detailed information flyer handed to him: "I will seriously consider it, thank you."

They lingered for quite some time in this logically captivating club before leaving amidst the president's reluctant gaze.

After visiting several clubs with different styles but equally captivating experiences, all six of them felt overwhelmed by the information.

From thrilling e-sports to thought-provoking debates, from mysterious supernatural phenomena to meticulous detective work, the richness and inclusiveness of university life are presented to them in the most vivid way.

"University is so much fun, much more fun than I imagined! I don't have to worry about studying medicine being boring anymore," Lin Xiaoxiao said with a cheerful laugh, hooking her arm around Zhou Yue's.

"Do you have any clubs you'd like to join?" Zhou Yue concluded. "Don't choose the wrong one, otherwise you won't relax and will just give yourself more tasks."

"I think that Supernatural Club looks pretty interesting. It should be a lot of fun with them," Lin Xiaoxiao replied with a smile.

"Yes, it is quite interesting, but I still prefer the atmosphere of the Guofeng Society," Su Yuqing said with a sweet smile.

Zhao Ya remained quiet, seemingly unsure which club to join.

Just as everyone was passing the last club booth and preparing to leave, someone suddenly rushed out and stopped them.

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that the last booth belonged to the Street Photography Club.

The head of the street photography club had already contacted Shen Xinghe, so when he saw him passing by, he naturally rushed out immediately.

He had originally planned to chat with Shen Xinghe for a bit longer.

When he rushed out, he saw that there were actually two other people behind Shen Xinghe who were quite good-looking and had outstanding temperament.

This made him feel like he had struck gold.

The president of the street photography club is a tall, stylish man wearing a well-designed vest and a rather professional-looking camera hanging around his neck.

His original target was Shen Xinghe, but when he rushed out of the booth and saw the group of people, his eyes lit up like searchlights, and his face broke into an extremely enthusiastic, even ecstatic, smile.

"Hey Shen, what a coincidence!" He greeted Shen Xinghe first, then turned his eager gaze to Chen Mo and Su Yuqing, his tone excited but much more restrained, "Are these... your friends? You guys are really good-looking, would you be interested in coming to our street photography club? We're over there." He pointed to the booth behind him.

His excitement attracted the attention of other members at the street photography booth.

Several club members curiously gathered around, including the boy with the few bright blue highlights who had been quite impatient with the female students at the cafeteria entrance. (End of Chapter)