Chapter 8
The police contacted me for a statement about Vivian’s
matters.
The policeman who took my statement was an elderly policeman, patient and experienced.
After I gave him my statement, I told him what had been bothering me.
It was the biggest doubt in my previous and this life.
Though Vivian got caught, I still had no idea how she managed to copy my essay.
I wondered if the cop could shed some light.
He pondered for a moment and then observed my study. Finally, his eyes settled on my glasses.
He asked me if I could take off my glasses for him to take a look.
Without hesitation, I gave him my glasses.
Frowning, he held my glasses and examined them for a while. Suddenly, he realized something.
“Got it!”
I looked at him, puzzled.
He pulled out a miniature toolkit from his pocket, which he
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He used the screwdriver to remove the screw at the front of the glasses and then pulled out a bundle of wires as thin as a strand of hair.
Along with the wires was a micro camera.
The camera was extremely tiny. It was hidden within the crevices of the screw, and no one would ever notice it without close inspection.
I froze.
Noticing my expression, the policeman nodded, not surprised.
Such things were rarely seen in daily life; even few police officers had seen them.
It was highly sophisticated and was typically used by national spies.
He had been a cop for decades and busted a few spies, so he had seen such a thing before.
Although it was a micro camera, its functionality was incredibly powerful. It could take candid photos and even pinpoint someone.
Suddenly, I knew everything. No wonder Samson could always track me down no matter where I was.
He must be behind it.
A month ago, he insisted on dragging me to play volleyball. I had no choice but to go with him.
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Soon after we started playing, he hit me right in the head with the volleyball.
My glasses were out of shape.
While apologizing, he said he’d buy me a new pair of glasses.
Mad as I was, I forgave him when I saw how exquisitely designed the new frame was.
Now that I thought about it, he must have started planning since then.
I shuddered at the thought.
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The one who had been plotting against me was the one I spent every day with.
I immediately handed over the proof to the school leaders.
In my previous life, after everyone was convinced I plagiarized Vivian’s essay, I was expelled from school and barred from retaking the SAT.
I’d never allow that to happen.
I swore to make Vivian pay; I’d like to see how she could get away after everyone knew the truth.
Also, Samson wouldn’t get away with it.
I wrote a report on the matter that he helped Vivian plagiarize and anonymously sent it to the school leaders of MIT.
He had always been proud of being a teaching assistant at MIT.
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Well then; I might as well ruin the thing he cared about the
most.
I wanted him to know what it felt like to have his entire world
ruined.
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