The janitor argued with the officers outside. Inside a restroom on the top floor, a group of high school girls gathered.
"Hey, that looks like Tan Fang's dad. Should we go out?" A short-haired girl with an earring asked. She looked at the brown-haired girl beside her.
They were still in high school. They did not want to break school rules openly. Their clothes were slightly outside the dress code.
"Why be scared? There is no proof against us," the brown-haired girl said. She lit a cigarette.
"He just wants media attention. The daughter was shameless. The father is too," she said and exhaled smoke.
"Nothing will happen. Someone already took care of it. Tan Fang killed herself. Got it?"
They smoked and laughed at the janitor outside. No school leaders came to the top-floor restroom. Th
