Chapter 11
<strong>Student</strong>
Isnt it that youre not interested in solving the case? Song Yuhang, tilting her head, fastened her seatbelt while Lin Yan also opened the car door and got in.
She had beautiful eyes, and when she smiled, there was a hint of yfulness in the arch of her eyebrows.
But I am interested in Captain Song. Wherever you go, Ill follow~
Song Yuhang shifted gears and started driving, seemingly not taking her yful words to heart. Oh, I thought Dr. Lin was only interested in money and men.
Lin Yan shook her head. Despite being born into a prominent family, she asionally showed a touch of charm from thenes and alleys of themon people.
Not at all, not at all. I appreciate all beautiful things, regardless of gender.
As the car drove a short distance, they encountered the morning rush hour and got stuck at a crossroads. Lin Yan propped up her head and counted the traffic lights subconsciously, then said, Turn left and take the Longcheng Road. Theres a small path that goes directly to Jiangcheng No. 1 High School.
Song Yuhang nced at her without changing her expression. That road was sealed offst year during the street renovation.
Oh, I see, she adjusted her posture to get morefortable and closed her eyes slightly to rest.
In doing so, she missed the sharp glint in Song Yuhangs eyes as they flickered by.
Just after finishing the morning self-study session, the campus was bustling with vitality. It was the height of summer, and sunlight filtered through the gaps in the camphor trees, creating mottled patterns of light and shadow. Young boys and girls, dressed in blue and white uniforms, walked together side by side, some reciting vocabry on the corridors, while others ran and yed around in groups.
Hey, what should we eat for lunch? Theres a new Yunnan rice noodle stall just outside the school gate. Shall we give it a try?
Sounds good! I want the spicy and fragrant vor!
Seriously? We just had breakfast, and youre already thinking about lunch?
Haha, isnt it like someone eagerly waiting for the bell to ring during ss just to be excited about the end of the ss?
Hey, dare you talk about me! Stop right there!
Hahahaha!
A refreshing breeze rushed past her, and someone bumped into her shoulder. In a daze, she heard someone calling Lin Yan in her ear.
She turned her head abruptly, thinking she might see the person she had been longing for, but instead, she saw Song Yuhang standing at the end of the corridor. She wore a simple white shirt, with the sleeves slightly rolled up, revealing her fair wrists. Her ck trousers were neatly pressed, and the sunlight cast a sharp silhouette on her.
Over here.
The somewhat intimate Lin Yan calling seemed to be just her vague illusion.
Lin Yan collected herself and caught up with Song Yuhang.
Hello, officer, Song Yuhang presented her police identification card. Id like to know more about Ding Xue, what kind of person she is.
They were received by the senior head teacher of the third grade, a middle-aged man with thinning hair. As soon as he heard the name, he began to sigh and invited them to sit on the sofa.
Shes a really good person. Although shes young, shes considered one of the teaching backbones in our No. 1 High School. If she doesnt get into trouble, she will probably be the head of the teaching department in a couple of years. Her future is boundless.
What is her usual personality like, and is there any conflict with students, parents, or colleagues?
Conflict? He paused for a moment, then sighed with a bitter smile, If you talk about conflicts, which teacher doesnt have some conflicts with students, parents, or colleagues? Most of them are just due to being strict or having different educational philosophies. These things can be understood. But if someone resorts to murder over such issues, thats just
Lin Yan chuckled coldly, Haha, Ive even seen someone brutally stab another person multiple times on the street over a measly sum of money. Every stab hit a vital spot. I spent quite a while just stitching up the corpse.
This
The senior head teacher was taken aback, clearly at a loss for words in the face of such brutal realities.
Song Yuhang didnt pay any attention to Lin Yan and continued to ask, On the evening of the incident, which was Friday around eight or nine oclock, the victims husband said that she received a call from the school, informing her about a fight between some students and that they needed her toe and handle it. Is this information true?
The senior head teacher put on his reading sses and checked his phone before passing it to them. Its true, its true. The call was made by me.
Song Yuhang noted down the time of the call on the paper: 9:10 PM,sted for about thirty seconds.
Could you please tell us in detail about the situation on that day?
Sure, sure. The man sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea before slowly recalling the events.
Youre lying! Stop making things up! Teacher Ding is not that kind of person! A thin and frail boy, wearing dirty school uniform and with short-cropped hair, clenched his fist and got up from the ground. He threw a punch towards the person who was talking.
The other side had more people, and after the surprise attack, he was quickly overwhelmed and thrown to the ground. A group of people started punching and kicking him.
The boy protected his head with his hands and gritted his teeth, enduring the blows without making a sound. It was only when a stern shout echoed from the end of the corridor.
What are you doing?! Stop it now!
The crowd dispersed like frightened animals, and Ding Xue ran over to help the boy who was lying on the ground.
Are you okay? Did they attack you again? Didnt we just involve the parentsst time? Ill go find
Teacher Ding, the young boy stopped her. In the darkness of the night, his eyes were pitch-ck, and there seemed to be a hint of glistening moisture. He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and managed to force a smile.
Im fine. Its toote for you to bothering here.
Its not a bother. As your homeroom teacher, its my responsibility to protect you, she said, taking out a tissue from her pocket and handing it to him, wanting to help him up.
The boy hesitated and politely declined her touch, taking the tissue himself. He held onto it but remained silent, as if contemting something.
Whats wrong, Xiao Zhou?
He seemed to have made up his mind and raised his head, saying, Youve been exceptionally kind to me during my three years in high school. If it werent for you, I might not have been able to go to school. Now, I still dont know where to work. You said were friends, so as a friend, can you tell me about you
Before he could finish his sentence, footsteps were heard from behind. The senior head teacher and the vice principal appeared in the corridor.
Teacher Ding, is everything okay?
Ding Xue turned around and helped the male student up from the ground. Everythings fine. Those kids just started a fight again. Tomorrow, Ill have to call their parents to the school for a serious talk.
The male student fell silent when he saw others approaching.
Thank you, teacher. Then Ill go back to the dormitory to rest.
Alright, Ill walk you back, Ding Xue offered as she noticed he was still limping a little.
Teacher Ding, are you okay? The vice principal noticed that she didnt look well. There was a thinyer of sweat on her forehead, and her cor was damp.
If youre feeling unwell, we can arrange for you to take a break.
This exchange was a disy of concern from the superior towards their colleague. However, for some reason, Ding Xues gaze evaded for a moment.
Its nothing. It was raining when I came here, and even though I had an umbre, I still got wet.
She held a folded umbre in one hand, and after speaking, she covered her mouth and coughed a few times. She genuinely looked like she had caught a cold.
The senior head teacher snapped back to reality and ced the teacup on the table. This was thest time I saw her like that.
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Both of them spoke simultaneously, and Lin Yan paused before continuing, You go ahead.
Song Yuhang picked up the thread, Can we meet that child?
Sure, sure, no problem. Let me make a call, he hesitated for a moment, then got up and went to the window to make the call.
After hanging up the phone, he walked back with a slight frown. The substitute teacher said he didnte to school today. He took a day off.
Song Yuhang immediately asked for the students home address. While the senior head teacher searched for the information in the student roster, Lin Yan stepped outside to take a breath.
Back in school, she used to want to smoke but couldnt. Now, she had no inhibitions. She took out a cigarette from the pack, ced it between her lips, and lit it with a snap of her lighter.
Passing students looked at her curiously, and Lin Yan even blew out a smoke ring, raising an eyebrow and giving a seductive look.
A bold student approached and said, Sis, can I have a puff too?
She nced at him with a teasing gaze. He had greasy hair and a powdered face, with a gold chain hanging around his neck, and his school uniform was unzipped. Clearly, he wasnt a good student.
Most importantly, that chain was made of pure gold.
Lin Yan slightly curved her lips and handed the cigarette to the boy, who cleverly took a puff.
Interesting. Which ss are you in, little brother?
The cigarette was of good quality, and it carried the fragrance of a womans lips and teeth. The boy took two deep drags and said, Im in ss 36 of Grade 12. Can I get your contact information, sis?
She nced at his name tag on the school uniform, and a curious expression crossed her face. ss 16, huh? I heard that the female teacher who recently passed away was
As she mentioned that, the boy, with the cigarette between his fingers, froze for a moment and then took a big drag, saying, She was our homeroom teacher.
Its a pity. I read in the newspaper that she was an excellent teacher, Lin Yan smoothly took over the conversation, smacking her lips.
Unexpectedly, the boy snorted, A pity? Not really
He seemed to realize he had said something inappropriate and abruptly stopped himself. Suspiciously, he scrutinized Lin Yan from head to toe.
Wait a minute. During ss hours, its closed management here. Who are you, and how did you get in?
This kid was quite vignt. Lin Yan smiled charmingly, intentionally throwing a seductive nce. Internally, she was seething with frustration.
Little did she know, the boy suddenly pped his thigh and eximed, Oh, I got it! Youre a journalist! Many reporters have beening to our schooltely for interviews.
Cough Lin Yan choked on her own saliva, trying to y along, Yes, yes, yes, Im a journalist.
She nodded, pretending to be eager for gossip, So you know all the inside information, like who are her close friends among the staff, who had conflicts with her, and which students she had good or bad rtionships with, or even details about her marriage. Please share everything with me.
Her lie barelysted for a minute as the school bell rang. The boy quickly finished the cigarette and pressed it against the railing. He turned and rushed towards the ssroom but not before turning back and blowing a kiss.
Thanks for the cigarette, beautiful sister. See you next time!
Ah, ssmate! Lin Yan stomped her foot, damn it, the school bell couldnt havee at a worse time.
Before she could say anything, she saw the boy nearly bump into someone at the ssroom door. He quickly steadied himself and bowed, Hello, Teacher Li.
Lin Yans gaze followed his and saw a person dressed in a ck suit with a uniform skirt. She wore a pair of rimless sses that made her look like a typical teacher character from a TV drama.
Song Yuhang emerged from the office and said, Lets go, Reporter Lin.
As Song Yuhang walked away, Lin Yan secretly raised her middle finger at her retreating figure.