The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

The word “evidence” was being thrown around.

Normally, a victim’s parent wouldn’t say such things. Their focus would solely be on seeking justice for their child. However, this parent seemed to be creating an exaggerated atmosphere from start to finish, making him appear unwise and even impatient to argue.

But now, thinking it over, wasn’t this a smokescreen? The other party might have wanted people to not focus too much on the incident itself, intentionally creating such confusion to wear them down in dealing with this harassment.

Now the mask had slipped, and they weren’t even trying to put any blame on Jiang Hui; they immediately stated there was no surveillance, no evidence. So… was the focus now just on the lack of evidence?

No evidence, what evidence… Wasn’t his son the one who had done something wrong?

Jiang Hui knew her thoughts were a bit dark, always assuming the worst about people. But she had to make plans for herself, because others had parents to stand up for them, and she did not—neither in this life nor in her past life.

When she was young and studying at school, she was considered a good student, never causing trouble or getting her parents called in. However, there were many students like that in the school, and the incidents that arose were all kinds of bizarre, leading to strange outcomes. Afterward, those incidents would always be spread by interested parties, becoming a hot topic at school.

So, what she had heard about the conflicts between parents and schools wasn’t few. Of course, most people lived ordinary lives, having received a certain level of education and navigating through society’s rules. When conflicts arose between children at school, it was generally easier to cooperate in handling them.

However, there was a small portion of parents who, due to outdated views or an inflated sense of social status, held a misunderstanding of the school’s and teachers’ responsibilities, making it naturally difficult for them to cooperate in resolving issues. Of course, some schools wielded significant power, oppressing students and their parents. Clearly, the current situation fell into the former category.

“Mr. Carl, but you seem quite excited…” someone suddenly remarked with a hint of amusement. The speaker did not appear to belong to either “camp” involved in the heated argument.

It was Captain Zou, who had been acting as a mere background figure since he entered the room.

Although he could be considered a related party in this incident as he was responsible for campus patrol arrangements, a school this large couldn’t possibly cover every aspect. Nevertheless, when issues arose, it was ultimately his responsibility to step in.

He seemed to inadvertently point out the flaw in Mr. Carl’s stance. While it didn’t seem like he was assisting in a serious interrogation, it successfully shifted everyone’s attention toward this side.

None of those present were fools; they were just genuinely worn out by the ruckus. But this act of playing dumb could only work for so long; sometimes, people simply chose not to notice rather than being unable to see.

But now they were indeed in a bit of a dilemma; it was difficult to determine who was telling the truth, and at least it was hard to make the slippery father and son reveal themselves.

“I think we should report it to the Inspection Bureau.” “The Inspection Bureau.”

The two voices sounded simultaneously—Mr. Carl and Captain Zou Yi.

The former appeared very righteous and fearless, while the latter had a somewhat amused expression, as if he were enjoying the spectacle.

“No need.” “Not necessary.”

These were also two voices that came up at the same time. The first was Jiang Hui, and the latter was Stark.

The two exchanged surprised glances, clearly not expecting the other to speak at this moment.

How could Jiang Hui agree to report it to the Interstellar Inspection Bureau? She might not be very familiar with many things in the interstellar realm, but she had researched some topics more than many of her peers.

Jiang Hui was an ordinary person, yes, but she was also someone who had fully read the entire “Protection Law for Incompletely Awakened Individuals.” She had initially read it to better understand the rules and laws of the interstellar world, but she hadn’t expected it to develop new applications now.

So, she knew that in situations like theirs, reporting it would likely lead the Bureau to advise them to resolve the issue themselves, especially since both parties were incompletely awakened. If not handled properly, it could even backfire on her, potentially being judged as excessive self-defense and requiring her to pay part of the medical expenses for the other party.

Neither option was what Jiang Hui wanted. Did this guy really think that just taking a beating would allow him to get away with it? He even wanted to extort some medical expenses from her when she hadn’t even asked him for any yet.

It didn’t matter that there was an issue with the surveillance; she had her ways, and luckily she had left herself a backup plan. But what was going on with Stark, their class advisor? Did he also read the “Protection Law for Incompletely Awakened Individuals”?

Jiang Hui turned her head to look at the person behind her, only to immediately receive a relatively serious, almost restraining look from him.

The next moment, she heard her class advisor earnestly say to the principal, “There’s no need to trouble the Inspection Bureau; if we need evidence, we have it on hand.”

Now, not only were the others taken aback, but Jiang Hui was also stunned.

But she hadn’t even told anyone else about this… Was Stark’s insight so sharp that he could even identify a micro-camera? She had clipped it to her button; if she didn’t carefully check it herself, she wouldn’t have found it.

“What, what?” Carl father and son instantly showed signs of surprise and panic, then seemed to realize something, their breath becoming unstable. “If you have it, why don’t you take it out quickly? Is this just a bluff? How do we know that you two didn’t conspire together?”

Stark didn’t even look at them, seemingly too lazy to engage with the other party. He simply glanced at Jiang Hui and pointed to the area around her collar.

She had thought he really knew she had hidden a micro-camera. But judging by the angle of his gesture, that didn’t seem likely. What was around her collar? The only thing there was—her necklace-shaped spatial connector.

Now Jiang Hui was truly confused. With a hint of suspicion, she took off the necklace and lifted it up in response to the other party’s silent nod.

Stark took Jiang Hui’s necklace and said to Principal Jason, “This spatial connector has a specially designed molecular particle sensing and interception device that can simulate images, sounds, energy flows, and even scents within a range of one hundred meters.”

Jiang Hui: …What? What is this? Isn’t this just a regular spatial connector necklace? How come she didn’t know it had such an impressive function, and the original owner didn’t know either.

Stark glanced at Jiang Hui and explained in a serious tone, “This item was exchanged by me from the military’s experimental area seven years ago, with a code as proof. Moreover, this item is produced by the military and is commonly used for evidence collection in various fields. If it can be extracted as evidence, I assume no one has any objections?”