The villain, caught in a chaotic situation, only wants to boost his popularity.

Meanwhile, in the [Real-world Bullet Comment Section]:

"Damn it, this woman is a criminal!!!"

"Good heavens, you're making people appear out of thin air, huh?!"

"The production team really knows how to play! This voyeuristic perspective is so exciting!!!"

"But this Mist Song isn't simple either, is she? What's the point of hiding things and talking about them?"

"Yeah, yeah, who would have thought there was a secret room inside the student council?"

Mu Jing already knew that there was a secret room hidden in the student council office.

He originally planned to gradually guide Wuge to open the secret room on her own initiative.

Unexpectedly, she was so cautious and brought it up herself first.

"In that case, let's have a frank talk now."

Mu Jing stared intently at the red-haired, red-eyed girl before him.

"However, regarding these matters,"

Wu Ge paused for a moment.

A faint purple light quietly appeared around her fingertips, and her aura suddenly became heavy.

Her voice suddenly lowered even further:

"I don't think we should be talking about this here."

She stood up unsteadily, her steps slightly unsteady.

Slowly walk towards that row of seemingly ordinary bookshelves.

Then she stretched out her fingers and precisely pulled out the first book, the second book, the third book... from the bookshelf.

Every movement was slow and practiced.

The moment the eighth book was pulled out.

She reached into the gap in the bookshelf and pressed a hidden button.

"Click—"

A barely audible sound was unusually clear in the quiet office.

Immediately afterwards, the bookshelf seemed to come alive, with the left side slowly sliding to the side.

It was accompanied by a low rumble of gears meshing.

A moment later, the bookshelf was completely moved aside, revealing the dark space hidden behind it.

It is a secret room.

Without saying much, Wu Ge silently turned around and stepped into the darkness.

Seeing this, Mu Jing slowly stood up and followed him inside.

Meanwhile, inside the board of directors' office.

"This is a missing person case!!! This is definitely a missing person case!!!"

We must report this to the station immediately! Request a search order!!!

Xuehua said, her body trembling.

"Hmm... But Jingjing didn't make a single cry for help from beginning to end."

And this student council president's abilities are probably inferior to Kagamine's, right?

Qiong Ren blinked his pink eyes, his mouth still stuffed with half a potato chip, his tone full of doubt.

"Doesn't that mean... Mirror-kun went with her willingly???"

She felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

His body suddenly went limp, he lost all his strength, and staggered to the sofa not far away.

Qiong Ren quickly caught up and gently patted her back:

"Hmm. And if Xuexue rushes in now, what will you say if Jingjing asks you why you're here?"

Xuehua suddenly looked up at Qiongren, her eyes filled with panic:

"Yeah! What if Kagami hates being monitored and thinks I don't trust him...?"

The worst possible scenario flashed through her mind instantly—

A clear look of disgust welled up in Mu Jing's eyes, and his tone was as cold as ice:

You've been secretly monitoring me even before we're married? Xiaoxue, let's end this here.

Then, the red-haired girl suddenly stepped out from behind him, feigning surprise on her face, her tone laced with a playful sarcasm:

Oh dear? Miss Xue is so insecure, she's secretly monitoring Kagami-kun?

She patted her chest dramatically, feigning a look of terror on her face:

Tsk tsk, if they get married in the future, won't Jing have no freedom at all? Maybe...

They were locked up immediately, without any private space at all!

Terrible, terrifying!

Finally, she tilted her head and looked at Mu Jing, her tone so soft it was almost sickening:

Unlike me, I'm 100% tolerant of Jing; he can do whatever he wants!

"No! Absolutely not!"

Xuehua shook her head frantically, trying to dispel the black, delusional bubbles in her mind.

"I'll message Mirror-kun right now!"

She immediately took out her phone, but her fingertips stopped abruptly just as they touched the screen:

"wrong!

What if Jingjun asks me why I messaged him so promptly? Wouldn't that give me away?

She quickly typed a few lines on her phone screen, but the cursor remained hovering over the send button, unpressed:

"Oh right... I need to wait ten minutes before posting it, that way it will look more natural!"

Qiongren sat to the side, munching on potato chips like a little groundhog.

Seeing Xuehua talking to herself in such a distraught state, he quickly wiped the crumbs off his fingers with a tissue.

She walked quickly to the sofa and gently pounced on it.

A soft ball of cotton was placed against Xuehua's thin body.

"Xuexue, you have to trust Jingjing!"

She hugged Xuehua tightly around the waist, her voice soft and gentle.

"But...but..."

Xuehua's voice choked with sobs, and her golden eyes were veiled with a thick layer of tears.

Meanwhile, in the [Real-world Bullet Comment Section]:

"The production team is being way too cruel to Xue! This plot is making my heart clench!"

Honestly, isn't Xiaoxue being too submissive right now?

"If it were me, I'd just barge in and yank the security camera out. Why would I be so cautious!"

"So what if they find out? What if Prison Mirror outwardly forgives her but secretly starts distancing himself from her? Wouldn't that be even worse?"

"To be honest, Hajime is a total scumbag. Who would agree to be alone in a room with a strange woman? Isn't that like throwing a wolf into a tiger's den?"

"Bro, I'm in charge if you want to argue! It was clearly Wuge who invited a guy she didn't know well to be alone with her; isn't that what she really had ulterior motives?"

"It can't be considered unfamiliar, can it?"

Based on the current plot development, Wuge is his brother's sister, and he is Wuge's brother's savior; they have some kind of relationship.

Mu Jing casually glanced at the barrage of comments before him as he stepped through the hidden door behind the bookshelf.

The interior of the secret room was not as dark and damp as one might imagine.

Instead, a sense of tranquility and solemnity, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, washes over you.

In the center of the secret room, there was a huge, dark-colored solid wood table.

Several sofas of the same material were placed around it.

The sofa is covered with soft, cloud-like wool felt, and the back is engraved with an exquisite student council emblem.

The walls were covered with group photos, and everyone in the photos had a serious expression and sharp eyes like an eagle.

In the corner sat a small self-grinding coffee machine, its body gleaming with a cold metallic sheen.

"Okay, you can talk about it now."

These group photos must be of past student council members, right?

Mu Jing's gaze fell on the group photo on the wall, and he asked in a calm tone.

The red-haired girl slowly nodded and walked to the coffee machine:

"That's right, this used to be the student council's 'secret operations base'."

"They shouldn't be superhumans, right? Then what's the purpose of this secret room? Who are you trying to keep an eye on?"

Mu Jing asked again.

Wu Ge shook her head, skillfully took out two cups, and poured in boiling hot coffee:

"That's not the case."

Even a superhuman would need to be of a high rank or possess special psychic abilities to penetrate such thick walls and discover the situation here.

She placed a steaming cup of coffee on the left side of the long table and gestured with her chin:

"Have a seat. Let's talk about my problem."

Mu Jing nodded and sat down on the sofa on the left.

Wu Ge held the rim of the coffee cup between her fingertips and took a small sip.

His voice, still slightly slurred from the effects of alcohol, slurred as he spoke:

"You're right. I've thought about those questions you raised yesterday carefully, and they really don't make sense."

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