Making his way into this old dust-filled isolated classroom once again, he noted the intensely-dried flower petals scattered all over the untidy table and some on the cement floor right across from the door before the cracked windows. There was also another reason to consider that particular spot eye-catching, for bright streams of midday sunshine flooding in allowed better vision than the other two previous times he had been in here. 007 was now intent on seeking more worthwhile clues given the ample time he has without any lingering sense of urgency and rush unlike before. Interestingly, he coulod see better this moment, exactly which part of the floor was still kept unblemished without conspicious holes or scratches and looking as smooth as probably right after the place was first constructed. He got down upon seeing traces of partial footprints which failed top escape his attention. He guessed that the culprit must have failed to remove his own footprints given the terribly dim lighting of the building. He followed the path they led and soon ended up before a heap of worn and dismantled kids' stuff at the back of the room. After going through them painstakingly one by one, his only suspicion rested on a rusty vintage cassette player.
His cellphone started ringing the next second. "Hello?"
"Hey our genius team member...I've already gone with my precious ones to our school's nearest stores specialising in doors and locks...So far, they've told me that strangely, all of their recent customers from the past weeks have been females, ranging from gorgeous single career ladies to married housewives and poor delivery women running errands to purchase wholesale stock for other stores..."
"Really..." 007 refrained from commenting much on such findings.
"And also, 747 told me to let you know that he has gone to look out for the access key to the old kindergarten block. Unexpectedly, the teacher in charge happens to be that snotty Miss Yeh," 187 added further.
"Okay," 007 understood. "After you both have passed on these information to Miss Cherry, we'll discuss further."
187 smirked, "It's not that I want to be bossy, but I can't stop myself from advising you, 007, that it's better to get this bluetooth earpiece business fixed as soon as possible. Who knows what kind of game the mastermind is up to this time..."
007 paused a bit, then simply replied, "I am considering that..." He then hung up.
"Hmmm..." 187 was half-bemused. He wondered at the same time that if the cool 007 has been offended in any way by his nagging.
When 007 returned to the MIT counselling room that afternoon, he saw his own earpiece placed with a note on the table.
Some message was written on the paper and he read, "007, thank you for your precious concern for me. I'll always hold it deep in my heart, never to be forgotten. You're a much needed and important Pi Li MIT member so you should need this earpiece more than I do. Don't worry about me...
Always,
Tian Mo Xing."
