In fact, after the information is refreshed, they always want to attack me!

In the end, Nagumo Masayuki couldn't outmaneuver Horikita Manabu.

Akira Shimizu nodded unconsciously, secretly agreeing with the result.

To be honest, the difficulty of this plan lies in the fact that Horikita Manabu must immediately lock down the four classes and strictly prohibit Nagumo Masayuki from purchasing exam papers privately.

If even one class or one person fails to comply, the entire lockdown plan will be completely ruined.

He couldn't immediately figure out what benefits Horikita Manabu had promised the four classes to achieve such strong execution.

Looking at it this way, Horikita Manabu is truly a rare talent.

His prestige and methods were unmatched by many adults he had met in his previous life.

Even if such a person doesn't graduate from Class A, once they enter society, they will likely be able to easily achieve great success.

However, Nangumo Masa even went so far as to ask Horikita Manabu for two copies of the student council president's midterm exam papers for the second and third years of high school.

If he remembered correctly, the president had mentioned to him last time that when Nagumo Masayuki was a first-year high school student, he bought first-year high school exam papers from Horikita Manabu.

(Nangumo Masaru, you... even though the guild leader tricked you out of 1000 million personal points, are you still planning to collect the entire collection?)

Just like what that senior, Sunflower, said, Nagumo Masaru really does have some special feelings for Horikita Manabu.

Horikita Manabu: 300 million personal points, please check them.

Horikita Manabu: This is my reward for you.

No sooner had the message been sent than Horikita Manabu sent the promised reward points.

After a moment's hesitation, Shimizu Akira decided not to refuse any longer.

Since the president doesn't intend to repay the favor and has even given me some points, I'll accept them.

After that, there was no further news from Horikita Manabu—after all, he was the student council president, so he must have been very busy.

Shimizu Akira then transferred the points to his alternate account and checked the balances of both accounts.

Including this 300 million, the total is now 1304 million.

Next month, he will also receive an income from Class D—126 million personal points, of which 6 will be interest.

That adds up to 1430 million.

I'm still 570 million away from my goal of 2000 million.

This money can be used to transfer to another class or in preparation for dropping out of school.

Once he achieved his goal, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Today went quite smoothly."

Akira Shimizu muttered to himself.

Upon careful recollection, Karuizawa Kei caused the dispute, which was easily resolved by Matsushita Chiaki without his intervention; as for Nagumo Masaru's confrontation with the chairman, it ultimately ended with the chairman's victory, and he successfully obtained 300 million points.

However, whenever he thought of Matsushita Chiaki, her words, "This is the second time already," would come to mind.

In fact, he and Matsushita Chiaki barely exchanged a few words.

The first time the two met privately was when Karuizawa Kei stayed at his dormitory, and Matsushita Chiaki took the initiative to come to his door.

In a way, the other party indirectly helped me that time by getting four votes for Kikyo Kushida.

(Wait! The second time? Does that mean the number of times you indirectly helped me?!)

A thought suddenly flashed through Akira Shimizu's mind.

If a girl does so many things for you behind your back, in most cases, she's probably interested in you.

But Shimizu Akira wasn't that narcissistic—the key point is that there wasn't a single sign of liking Matsushita Chiaki.

He simply couldn't figure out what Matsushita Chiaki was planning to do.

Forget it, let's just wait and see how things develop.

Since the other party didn't intend to come to him, he naturally had no reason to go out of his way to find her and ask what she was up to. After all, it was just his guess, and he had no actual evidence.

Next, he began to think about another more important matter this month—Shiina Hiyori's investigation into his identity.

According to daily intelligence, this student will indeed find out his identity in May.

But now, even the future trajectory of Karuizawa Megumi's departure from the club has changed.

This is enough to show that even the future written in intelligence can be easily reversed as long as he interferes deeply enough.

In a sense, perhaps the moment he learned about the future, the future had already branched off into completely different directions.

Does this mean that, due to his deliberate interference, Hiyori Shiina was unable to discover his identity at all?

Just as he breathed a slight sigh of relief, a message suddenly popped up on his phone.

He picked it up and saw that it was a friend request from a new account—the other party was a new account with the nickname "Miaomiao Cat".

The message from the other party read: "Hi Shimizu, would it be convenient for us to add each other as friends?"

He was startled and stood frozen in place, thinking he had misread it—this wasn't a large-scale announcement after all.

When he carefully confirmed it, he repeatedly switched between his main account and his alternate account to check several times before finally confirming that the other party had indeed added his alternate account.

(Someone actually guessed who I am?)

Although Shimizu Akira was full of surprise, he quickly calmed down. He couldn't rule out the possibility that someone was testing him with a new account, such as that woman, Sakayanagi Arisu.

Yueqing: ? You added the wrong person.

He hesitated for a moment, then sent a message.

Miaomiao Cat: Shimizu, stop pretending. I saw that you took a computer from the student council last Friday night.

Miaomiao Cat: This is a screenshot from the surveillance camera.

Miaomiao Cat: Screenshot - jpg

Miaomiao Cat: Not long after that, all four classes received notifications to rent surveillance cameras, didn't they? During that time, you were the only one holding the computer!

Miaomiao Cat: So, the only person who can rent the surveillance camera is you, right?

Akira Shimizu was taken aback again. The screenshot sent by the other party clearly showed him holding a computer.

So that's how it is; the other party actually possessed such evidence.

In that case, there seems to be no point in continuing to pretend.

The fact that they were able to investigate him from the student council's perspective suggests that they are quite intelligent.

He did receive a computer from the president on a Friday last month.

Yueqing: Really? So you found out. So, what do you want to do? Do you want to reveal my identity?

Now that his identity had been exposed, he became curious about the other party's purpose.

Actually, revealing his identity wouldn't be a big deal for him; it would just cause some trouble.

Miaomiao Cat: I don't intend to reveal your identity. Actually, quite the opposite—I'm here to help you.

Miaomiao Cat: I've already bought out those surveillance videos from the school, and now the evidence is only in my hands.

Miaomiao Cat: I don't intend to give it to anyone.

Miaomiao Cat: After all, I probably want your identity to be revealed more than anyone else.

Akira Shimizu was stunned again, completely baffled.

They actually came to help him? And they said they didn't want him to reveal his identity more than anyone else?

Yueqing: Who are you? Why are you helping me?

Miaomiao Cat: Sorry, it's not convenient for me to tell you my identity.

Miaomiao Cat: As for why I helped you, I guess it's because I think you're an interesting person.

Akira Shimizu frowned immediately—this tone of voice seemed more and more familiar.

Could it be that woman, Sakayanagi Arisu? But why would she use that nickname?

Before he could think about it, the other party's message popped up.

Miaomiao Cat: But this time, helping you won't be free; you owe me a favor.

......

Hiyori Shiina slowly walked out of the homeroom teacher's office, glancing down at the message she had just received on her phone.

She mentally reviewed her thoughts to make sure there were no flaws in the logical chain.

Thinking of this, she took out her phone from her pocket and dialed Shimizu Akira directly.

"Shimizu-kun... Would it be convenient for us to meet at the dormitory entrance now? Um, I'm Hiyori Shiina from Class C, first year. Actually, I've already found the person who rented the surveillance footage, but I still need you to confirm it one last time."

"Okay, are you in the dorm? I'll wait for you at the door."

"As expected, Shimizu-kun is such a responsible assistant! I clearly said last time that I didn't need his help!"

She muttered to herself as she slowly walked to the dormitory entrance.

Sure enough, Shimizu Akira appeared very quickly after only a few minutes.

He was wearing a tracksuit, his hair was wet, and there was sweat on his forehead, so he must have been exercising.

"I'm sorry, Shimizu-kun, it seems I disturbed your rest." Shiina Hiyori looked at him apologetically.

"It's alright. Instead of that, Shiina-kun, why don't you tell us your reasoning?" Shimizu Akira waved his hand.

“Um… could we talk somewhere else? We might be talking for a long time, so would it be convenient for me to come to your dorm?” Shiina Hiyori suggested after a moment’s thought.

"Shiina-san is going to my dorm?" Shimizu Akira looked at her with some surprise. "I'm a man, after all, it doesn't seem very convenient for me."

"No... It's alright. I trust Shimizu-kun's character. He wouldn't do anything strange to me," Shiina Hiyori smiled and replied.

“However, since you find it inconvenient, how about coming to my dorm? It’s a bit far though, you’ll have to go up to the 10th floor or higher.” Shiina Hiyori thought for a moment and then added, “Like I said, I trust your character completely.”

"...I understand. Since you insist, I will." After thinking for a moment, Shimizu Akira nodded in agreement.

Since they've already gone this far, there's no harm in going to her room to check; there's really no need to insist any further.

Moreover, he was genuinely curious about who the person the other party had identified.

Hiyori Shiina's dormitory is on the 13th floor.

The moment I pushed open the door, a faint scent of paper and ink mixed with the fresh aroma of lemongrass wafted in.

The room was much cleaner than Akira Shimizu had expected.

A stack of books, half a person high, was piled up in one corner of the desk. He glanced at the top book out of the corner of his eye, and the words "The Murder of Roger Ackroyd" on the cover caught his eye.

This suddenly reminded him of the book "Murder on the Orient Express" that she was holding when they first met—both books were by the same author, classics by Agatha Christie.

Shiina Hiyori caught his gaze out of the corner of her eye, looked up at him, and asked, "Shimizu-kun, have you read 'The Murder of Roger Ackroyd'?"

Akira Shimizu's gaze lingered on the spine of the book for half a second. "I've read it. I didn't dare close the book until 3 a.m. back then."

Hiyori Shiina raised an eyebrow, pausing as she stepped aside to let him into the house. "The ending was quite unexpected, wasn't it?"

“After all, the murderer is ‘Watson.’” Shiina Hiyori suddenly turned around and lightly drew a circle on the cover of “The Murder of Roger Ackroyd” with her fingertip. “The narrator himself is the murderer. This reversal is more ingenious than a magician’s trump card.”

Shiina Hiyori rested her elbow on the edge of the desk and posed another question, "Shimizu-kun, suppose—Holmes discovers that Watson has committed a crime, what do you think he would do?"

Akira Shimizu's gaze fell on the gilded title of the Sherlock Holmes collection in the pile of books. "Holmes was never a 'good guy' in the traditional sense. He carried a set of standards in his heart that operated outside the law. For him, solving cases was never about fairness or justice, but simply about solving a brilliant puzzle. In contrast, Watson was more deserving of the title 'purely good guy.' If he did commit a crime, there was most likely an unspeakable reason behind it—perhaps to protect someone, or perhaps he was caught in a predicament from which he could not escape."

"And then?" Hiyori Shiina pressed, having already taken the title page of "The Hound of the Baskervilles" from her desk, which featured silhouettes of Holmes and Watson.

“He will investigate everything like disassembling the gears of a clock.” Akira Shimizu’s voice deepened. “Whether the chain of evidence is closed, how much helplessness is hidden in the motive, even which street the mud stains on Watson’s cuffs came from—after confirming all the details, he will probably choose a foggy morning, lock the evidence next to the fireplace at 221B Baker Street, and then hand Watson a glass of whiskey with soda water.”

Hiyori Shiina suddenly burst out laughing, "You think the same thing as me, Shimizu-kun."

She turned and sat on the edge of the bed, her voice suddenly becoming serious, "Speaking of which, Shimizu-kun, you probably guessed it already, right? That's why I specifically invited you over."

Looking at the open book "The Murder of Roger Ackroyd" on the desk, Shimizu Akira smiled helplessly: "I can probably guess. After all, you deliberately put this book in the most conspicuous place—if I can't even understand this much, I would be too incompetent."

The detective had been laying the groundwork from the moment she walked in.

The "Watson Perspective" in The Murder of Roger Ackroyd: A Hypothetical Dialogue Between Holmes and Watson...

The layers of hints are like a code in a book, and you have to follow the clues to unravel it until the very last page.

These literary-minded young women even have to take roundabout ways to express their feelings.

If you can't keep up with their train of thought, you might not even have the right to have a real conversation with these beautiful girls.