FANGS IN DISGUISE

THE LIE DETECTOR

CHAPTER ELEVEN

THE LIE DETECTOR

The students of Vanguard International were taken to an empty room.

There were thirty-five chairs arranged around the room, while a human-sized glass box stood in the center.

The students took their seats, ready for the test.

Most of the competitors had prepared expressions on their faces.

Everyone except Crystal.

Her mind was still on what she had discovered the day before.

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Yesterday, before today's test, Crystal had returned to the Forgery teacher's classroom because she had forgotten her pen.

When she entered the classroom, she noticed that Mr. Frank's chair was positioned strangely.

She walked toward it to adjust the chair.

But then something caught her attention.

Something was underneath his desk.

A file.

Although it wasn't her business, something inside her told her to check it.

Crystal pulled out the file and opened it.

Her heart immediately began pounding.

She felt as though it wanted to jump out of her chest.

There was a bold headline written across the file.

CRYSTAL'S INFORMATION: RED LIGHT DISTRICT

Crystal froze.

How was her dark secret inside a teacher's desk?

Anger immediately took over.

She grabbed the file and stormed straight to the vice principal's office.

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The vice principal was looking through some files when Crystal entered.

“Don't you have class?” the vice principal asked as soon as she saw her.

“Nope, but I have something to tell you,” Crystal replied.

“What could be so important?”

“Why does our Forgery teacher, Mr. Frank, have my personal information?” Crystal asked angrily.

“Every student's information is with me.”

The vice principal looked at her.

“And let me remind you, you aren't actually a student here.”

“You know about this?” Crystal asked.

“If you can remember clearly, Miss Crystal, you were teleported here by a necklace, according to your story.”

The vice principal paused.

“We agreed to let you stay here until I found information about how to get you back home.”

“I know.”

Crystal dropped into the chair behind her.

“So, Miss Crystal, think carefully before you misbehave.”

“But the Red Light District isn't my home.”

Crystal frowned.

“It was destroyed fourteen years ago.”

“I know.”

The vice principal leaned back in her chair.

“That's why the best information spy we have is investigating your background. I asked him to dig deeper.”

“Mr. Frank?” Crystal asked.

“Yes. Him.”

The vice principal's expression became serious.

“To be honest, I don't trust you. Especially now that I've discovered you spent fourteen years of your life in the Red Light District.”

“Coming from a vampire, that's so cliché.”

Crystal rolled her eyes.

“Sure.”

The vice principal gave her a cold look.

“But I'm not the one who created a story about a necklace teleporting me here.”

“But that is tr—”

Crystal couldn't finish her sentence before the vice principal raised her hand.

“Enough.”

She pointed toward the door.

“Return the file and go back to your dorm. Tomorrow is your test, so prepare yourself and stop snooping around.”

The vice principal ended the conversation.

Crystal stood up, defeated.

She returned the file before leaving and went back to her dorm.

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Helen was sitting on her bed waiting for her when Crystal entered.

She immediately looked up.

“You look sad.”

Crystal dropped onto her bed.

“Helen…”

“Yes?”

“Can I trust you?”

Helen sat up.

“Sure. But is something wrong?”

“No.”

Crystal hesitated.

Then she looked carefully at Helen.

“But listen…”