Death and Conspiracy (11)

On B University's campus it was almost October but scorching heat was still lingering. Luckily, a wisp of an autumn breeze had reached the long corridor in the teaching building through the phoenix trees and across the lawn.

Lu Jia'er had on a white gauzy dress. The hemline of her skirt was lifted by the breeze, adding a touch of grace and elegance to her. Several students were gathered around Lu Jia'er who had just finished teaching a class.

Those students were members on the research team for the independent project Lu Jia'er was in charge of.

"Professor Lu, I sent you an analysis report on a mental illness case the day before yesterday. Have you read it yet?" A girl asked Lu Jia'er.

Lu Jia'er, whose life was completely disrupted recently, replied with an apology. "I will take a look this afternoon!"

"Thank you, Professor Lu. I look forward to your comments." The girl nodded.