C115 Pinching Money

After waking up, I noticed a ghostly silhouette on the white sheets. It was a shadowy black figure, faceless and unsettling to behold. Its gaping mouth held Prof. Lin's 2,500 yuan, the only spot on the blanket that remained pristine.

I couldn't help but let out a cold chuckle. The figure's presence confirmed my suspicions. Bai Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, was utterly bewildered