Wan Chu'er headed straight to the top floor of the teaching building after arriving at school.
When she arrived, it was 6:15, fifteen minutes before the agreed time. The rooftop was deserted. She took out an empty envelope she had received earlier and a note, then secured them with a stone in a conspicuous place before quickly descending the rooftop.
Then she went to the administrative building's school broadcasting room, which usually broadcasts educational content each morning and at noon. After school in the afternoon, the broadcasting room is locked up and no one is there.
Wan Chu'er reached the door of the broadcasting room and glanced at the lock hanging there. She took out a hairpin brought from Bai Zhixi's home and gently prodded the iron lock with it.
"Click," the lock opened.
This technique was something she learned from a gangster in her past life.
