Extreme Almightiest Young Master Chapter 44

"Can I really do it?" Lin Feng looked at Ye Xiaoyu with a bit of surprise.

"Sister Rongrong and I have always believed that you can do it." Ye Xiaoyu confidently stretched out a tiny fist at Lin Feng.

Mao Rongrong didn’t speak but just smiled on the side and nodded slightly, agreeing with what Ye Xiaoyu said, clearly having discussed the matter thoroughly before coming to this decision.

Seeing how confident they were, Lin Feng smiled faintly. Since things had come to this, he had no way to refuse. Besides, it was better to handle such matters early on. He didn’t want his presence to let the place become messy and chaotic.

"Then let’s go and check the situation out." Lin Feng didn’t make any excuses, went straight to his office to change his clothes, and followed the two girls to the girls’ dormitory building.

The auntie at the entrance of the girls’ dormitory building checked Lin Feng’s work ID very carefully. After confirming its authenticity and understanding the situation, she finally let Lin Feng, a man, enter the girls’ dormitory—a place forbidden to male students.

Walking inside the girls’ dormitory building, Lin Feng felt a bit strange since it was a place off-limits to men. Although it was inconvenient for him as a man to be there, it was fortunate that during the day, everyone was dressed properly, and accidental exposure was unlikely to happen. However, the girls couldn’t help but be astonished to see a man in the dormitory.

Once they saw Rongrong and Xiaoyu alongside him, they instantly realized why this man was in the girls’ dormitory. They stopped asking questions and followed Lin Feng out of curiosity, since the incident had become a hot topic of discussion.

"Xiaoyu, who is this?" a girl whispered from behind.

"This is our Teacher Lin. Don’t be fooled by his youth; he’s very capable. There’s practically nothing he doesn’t know; he’s like a superman. I’ve asked him to help us catch the thief," Xiaoyu said quickly, spilling out a torrent of words at the smallest inquiry.

"A teacher, him? That young?"

"I thought he was your new boyfriend."

"Right, I heard there’s a new teacher in the French department, but even if he’s a teacher, he’s not as amazing as you’re making him out to be."

"Yeah, there’s no way he knows everything. Xiaoyu, you’re such a teaser."

.........

A group of girls chattered behind them, poking fun at each other. Although they spoke in murmurs, how could they possibly keep their conversation from Lin Feng? However, Lin Feng chose to ignore them.

On the other hand, Ye Xiaoyu was eager to argue with them and defend her statements.

Although they didn’t believe that such a young teacher could be a "superman" who knew everything, the group of girls finally realized that this man was indeed a teacher. They were extremely curious about how such a youthful-looking person could be a teacher—aren’t teachers typically older?

This man looks just like one of us, a student. Teachers at Yingbo University are all at least PhDs. If he really is a Yingbo University teacher, how young did he start his education?! Could he be a prodigy among prodigies? Otherwise, who could graduate with a PhD at such a young age...

Despite their disbelief, they had heard a thing or two about this young teacher. The more they heard, the more curious they became.

"Where do you usually hang your laundry to dry?" Lin Feng asked Xiaoyu after looking around and not seeing any clothes drying.

"Oh, we hang them in the laundry room on the balcony. The light is good there," Xiaoyu said, leading Lin Feng toward the balcony.

To ensure dryness inside the dormitory, Yingbo University had built separate laundry rooms when constructing the girls’ dormitory. The dormitory room Rongrong and Xiaoyu lived in was one of the nicer ones, accommodating just two people, who shared a laundry room with four. In contrast, the lesser dorms had eight people sharing one laundry room.

Once inside the laundry room, Lin Feng finally understood why clothes could go missing. The laundry room was designed with an open air-well to provide ventilation, facing the sunlight. The tilted side had a glass shield against the rain, and the area below was completely open. From the ground floor, one could see the clothes inside. If someone was determined, they would find a way to climb in, although it would be impossible for most people.

Of course, this was from Lin Feng’s perspective. Others wouldn’t consider such a possibility because, to them, it seemed impossible for anyone to break in there.

To the bewilderment of the onlookers, Lin Feng circled the laundry room without their understanding his purpose.

After analyzing the situation, Lin Feng determined that if it were possible, the thief definitely entered through that window. Once he settled on that idea, he felt much more at ease; the rest would be easy.

Looking up, he saw several pieces of colorful clothing still hanging, quite attractive to the eye.

Following Lin Feng’s gaze, the girls saw the clothes hanging above and immediately their faces turned shades of red. After all, these were the girls’ most private garments, and having a man scrutinize them so openly was rather embarrassing, especially since he was doing so in plain view...

Normally, if a man saw such clothes, he would look away, especially in front of so many girls. This teacher, though... honestly.

Mao Rongrong also noticed Lin Feng’s eyes on her clothes that she had hung up the night before. Her face turned red as well. Girls like to keep clean, and such garments need to be washed daily, so they had to be hung there. Yet, to have them inspected so openly by Lin Feng was certainly embarrassing. She bowed her head slightly, not daring to look at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng rotated the wall-mounted crank and lowered the clothes rack, and pointed to several garments, asking, "Xiaoyu, are any of these yours or Rongrong’s?"

"That blue one is mine, and the pink one belongs to Sister Rongrong," Ye Xiaoyu responded casually and without much thought, also puzzled as to why Lin Feng would ask such a question.

Mao Rongrong, who had initially wanted to stop Xiaoyu from speaking, didn’t expect Xiaoyu to blurt it out without a second thought, causing Teacher Lin to see the embarrassment of their clothes being on display. Even though they weren’t being worn and seen, it was still inappropriate. How could Xiaoyu be so careless? Such matters shouldn’t be so casually discussed. While thinking this over, Mao Rongrong’s face grew even redder and she hung her head even lower.

Huh? The other girls around also became puzzled, wondering what the connection was between catching a thief and whose clothes they were. Why was the teacher asking this? Everyone looked at each other in confusion, unable to make sense of the situation. They were all as curious as babies, staring at Lin Feng, eager to see how he would catch the thief who’d been stealing clothes.

This was because the thief had recently caused a lot of discomfort among everyone, and the spreading rumors had only added to people’s anxiety.

Confirming that the clothes belonged to Mao Rongrong and Ye Xiaoyu, Lin Feng began to take action. To everyone’s great amazement and surprise, he took each of the garments into his hands, carefully kneading them one by one, examining them before placing them back on the rack.

This... This... Everyone was stunned...

What’s he doing, this man... What’s he up to?

"Ah! How can he just touch a girl’s clothes like that? Does he have a problem?!" one girl whispered with a horrified expression, speaking very quietly to another girl beside her.

"Yeah, how can he meddle with a girl’s clothes? After he’s touched them, how can we wear them again?" another girl said, equally perplexed, thinking that a teacher should never touch a student’s clothes, especially not like this.

Moreover, doing it in front of so many people, what made it hard to accept was his handling and squeezing of the clothes—it was simply too much.

"What the heck is he doing, I don’t feel like he’s here to catch a thief at all, it seems like he’s the thief," another girl murmured quietly. When the nearby girls heard her, they began to worry, thinking that indeed, how could a teacher handle female students’ clothing? If word got out, what were they to do?

"Is he really a teacher? I feel like he might be taking advantage of the situation."

"Now that he’s touched those clothes, how can we wear them again?!"

...

The circle of girls who were spectating whispered amongst themselves, their thoughts in disarray, secretly discussing Lin Feng’s behavior, which seemed incomprehensible.

Watching Lin Feng handle her clothes with such focus, Mao Rongrong blushed so much she could hardly stand it. Teacher Lin, how could you do this in front of so many people... this...

Mao Rongrong, who was naturally very shy, now felt so embarrassed she could not look up, almost on the verge of turning around and running away.

Ye Xiaoyu, on the other hand, wasn’t as shy as Mao Rongrong and the others. She just kept staring at Lin Feng with the curiosity of a baby, trying to understand the meaning behind Teacher Lin kneading their clothes. Was he checking the size? Or examining the structure of the clothes? Maybe he was testing if the fabric felt nice?

Amid the questioning stares of many girls, Lin Feng put down the last piece of clothing and said two words, "Done."

"What? What did he say?"

"What does ’done’ mean? What’s he talking about?"

"Is that how you catch a clothing thief? Impossible."

"How can touching the clothes catch the thief, where’s the logic in that?"

"How can it be like this, after touching a girl’s clothes, just to say ’done’, is that proper?"

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With so many women, each adding their remarks, the area immediately erupted into chaos.

After hearing Lin Feng’s words, the group of girls found it hard to believe that what Lin Feng said was true. They all chattered and discussed their opinions on Lin Feng. A male teacher like him didn’t seem like a pervert, so why would he calmly say "done" after handling the girls’ clothes? What on earth was going on, was he really here to help catch the clothing thief?

He wasn’t seizing the opportunity to take advantage, was he?

Hearing Lin Feng’s voice, Mao Rongrong’s mind also began to race. What exactly did Teacher Lin’s ’done’ mean? Had he found a way to catch the clothing thief, or had he seen the size of her clothes? She couldn’t bring herself to speak, and just stared at Lin Feng, hoping he would provide a more detailed answer.