chapter 14
We entered the police station and were interrogated separately.
Within our fabricated confessions, we revealed clues at just the right moments; then, guided by the logic of our respective social identities, we crafted subjective lies, accused each other, and created a Rashomon-like set of competing accounts, both true and false.
Through the words of others, we unveiled the foreshadowing in Hell Screen.
In the end, the play concluded perfectly.
My teacher, Teacher He, personally taught the lesson – a drama course that often lasted up to two months.
Only now can I say that I have graduated.
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