“I said it's not me!”
“Look for it. Quick!” Norma ordered anxiously. We'll be good as dead if this leaks'.
Torsten called for Morse immediately and questioned the man about what had happened that night, and Morse reported everything accordingly.
“So, you’re saying someone knocked you out?” Torsten asked.
Morse nodded. “Yes. The drug was very potent. We didn't wake up until the next morning.”
“This person must be an expert in drugs,” Norma chimed in with her head low. She had a few suspects in her mind.
“Search the place right now and see who owns such a drug. Anyone can be a potential suspect now, so check everyone. Leave no stone unturned,” Torsten instructed.
Morse started rummaging through the dorms.
“What are you doing, Morse?” other researchers cried out and went over to stop Morse when the man barged in.
Among them was a tall and thin researcher who disliked Morse because Torsten favored Morse. He was jealous of Morse because the professor would always bring him along for experiments. Why is he always getting special treatment when all of us were hired at the same time?
“This is Professor Hoffmeister's order. You can talk to him if you're unhappy. Now, get out of the way.” Morse grabbed the tall man and pushed him aside to continue his search.
Knowing that it was Torsten's instructions and that he could not defy his order, the man who challenged Morse sulked at a corner and glared at Morse. Don't let me get dirt on you, Morse, or I’ll have the professor kick you out.
The four men in the dorm complied with the search when they saw how Morse treated the tall man. When Morse finally left, they started gossiping among themselves about him.
It went without saying that Morse had no clue what they said about him. Even if he did, he did not care.
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