Lin Baici parked the car in the parking lot of the Yonghui Supermarket next to Haijing Polytechnic, bought some fruits and pastries, and then went to the tutor's house.
While passing a neighborhood street, a group of old men were gathered under a street lamp watching, with two police officers in front asking some questions.
Lin Baici didn't like to join the crowd, but since Gu Qingxiang lived nearby and passed through this street every day to and from work, Lin Baici walked over.
"Uncle, what's going on?"
Lin Baici smiled as he greeted the people and handed over an apple.
The bald old man waved his hand, didn't take the apple, and sized up Lin Baici: "Are you a student at Haijing Polytechnic?"
"Yes!"
Lin Baici pushed the apple to the elder.
Hearing this, the bald old man's wary attitude lessened significantly, mainly because Haijing Polytechnic is a good university, and in his initial impression, the students there should all be of high quality.
"What's happened here?"
