[Fan Quan: If we can't catch up next, you might have to fight with your big brother to buy some time.]
[Failed Man: I'm supposed to fight Black Judge, for real?]
After watching Black Judge leave, Ke Mingye and Fan Quan shoulder to shoulder turned into the corner of the first floor of the Entertainment Building.
They stopped beside the library wall and took a slight breath of relief.
However, the spot where they stopped was still within the range of surveillance cameras; in fact, there was no place on the entire floor out of range.
Just by looking up, one could see surveillance cameras everywhere, big and small.
Thus, Ke Mingye had no choice but to act in front of the cameras as if he were lecturing a patient, incessantly nagging at Fan Quan. Every now and then, he would fiddle with the stun baton tied to his waist, very much fitting the stereotype of a prison guard.
