Rong Zhi connected the phone to the computer using a data cable.
She synchronized the three screenshots extracted from the video with the archive database, then typed in another command, and the database began running automatically to find her matches.
The archive stored information of all students from the school's establishment to the present, making the search a bit troublesome. Similar-looking faces were also matched, and by the end of the process, the page displayed information for over a dozen students.
Rong Zhi's eyes scanned over these individuals, finally selecting the three most compatible ones.
Her attractive fox-like eyes narrowed slightly. These three had no grudges with Rong Fengmian, so why suddenly target him?
Was it jealousy? Xenophobia? Or was someone instigating them?
After pondering for a while, a flash of Rong Fengmian's injured face crossed her mind.
Forget it, I'll make sure that boy gets justice first.
