Netherworld Investigator Chapter 359: School bullying incident

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I called Wang Yuanchao and said quickly: "Uncle Wang, report to me the school where the two deceased graduated!"

Wang Yuanchao reported it again, and it turned out that they were from the same high school. I asked: "Are they in the same class?"

Wang Yuanchao replied: "I'm not sure, I'm in this school now, but they can't find the files..."

I shouted: "Tell me the location, I'll come right away!"

Huang Xiaotao and I rushed to the high school. Wang Yuanchao was at the archives office at the moment. There was a pile of archives on the table. It seemed that I had been searching for a long time. I told the person in charge the names of the three deceased and asked: "Aren't these three people?"

The person in charge said: "Which session?"

I thought about it, and gave a guess: "It's probably like the ninth five or ninety-sixth session."

The person in charge looked for it and muttered to himself in wonder: "Strange, why is it missing?"

After searching for a long time, but still nothing, Huang Xiaotao said: "Call the principal to ask!"

The person in charge called the principal. He learned from the principal that six months ago, the school was hit by a fire, which destroyed part of the files, including the ninth five and ninety-sixth class, so they were missing.

It's no wonder that Wang Yuanchao hasn't found it, because the file is gone.

I said anxiously: "Are your files not registered in the library?"

The principal’s expression is a bit embarrassing: "Our school’s enrollment rate is average, and there are not many students recruited every year, so you see that the funds have been unable to keep up, so there is no information storage!"

I thought to myself, could this fire be caused by imitators half a year ago? If that is the case, this serial murder case can be described as deliberately deliberate.

There is no file, we can only find the teacher of that class to investigate, and soon the principal brought a group of teachers. Speaking of the names of these three girls, most of the teachers were not impressed. After all, they had too many classes, and only one head teacher remembered.

The head teacher recalled: "I remember that their grades were not very good. They often played together, as if they lived in a dormitory."

"Live in a dormitory?" I said anxiously: "There are no three people in the dormitory. What is the name of the other one?"

I have a vague hunch that the fourth person may be the next victim or murderer.

The head teacher beat his bald head for a long time and thought: "What is Xiaolan's name...Ji Xiaolan? No, it's not right... Oh, I remember, Lin Xiaolan."

I asked: "Are you sure?"

The head teacher nodded: "OK, because this child won the New Concept Composition Award that year, and I am deeply impressed."

A Chinese teacher next to him also echoed that there is indeed such a thing.

I asked them how they were related, and the head teacher said it was pretty good. As a teacher, I probably don't know what's going on in the female dormitory.

There are only so many clues that can be found here. We walked out of campus and Huang Xiaotao took out her cell phone to check. I asked what to check, Huang Xiaotao said: "The New Concept Composition Award was reported by Budding Magazine. It should be available online. Found it."

I smiled excitedly: "Oh, I didn't expect it."

Huang Xiaotao glanced at me mockingly: "When you were in school, you didn't pay attention to this at all, did you?"

I admit with shame: "30 points for college entrance examination composition!"

Sure enough, Huang Xiaotao found the award-winning essay that year, and read it aloud, and suddenly stopped reading halfway through it, saying: "It's too long. I didn't read it. I just called the magazine to find this. People."

She contacted Germination Magazine. After talking for 20 minutes, she finally sent a copy of the home address that Lin Xiaolan filled in when she registered.

This address was ten years ago, and it may have moved now. Huang Xiaotao asked Wang Yuanchao to check it immediately, and Wang Yuanchao left without saying a word.

Me and Huang Xiaotao returned to the car, and Huang Xiaotao said: "Let’s read the article written by Lin Xiaolan!"

I took out my mobile phone and told her to forward it to me. It turns out that Lin Xiaolan published an autobiographical novel, mainly describing some of the content of the beginning of love. Maybe my EQ is low? I saw it sore, so I turned it quickly.

Huang Xiaotao took it seriously, and she admired as she read it: "It's very well written, the author must be a sensitive and slender girl."

I said: "I really admire these writers, how can they hold so many words out!"

Huang Xiaotao gave me a white look: "That's because your nerves are too big, your sensitivity is too low, and your expression ability is poor."

I pulled down the black line on my forehead, and Huang Xiaotao patted my shoulder and said, "Why, hurt? You can't have the advantages all over your body, right."

I pretended to be calm and calm: "It's okay, it's okay, I don't think about it at all."

Reading novels is really painful for me. I actually want to sleep a little bit. At this time, Huang Xiaotao called out, "Look at this article!"

I leaned over to read it. It was a novel reflecting school bullying. The protagonist called himself Xiao Jing. Because Xiao Jing's family was poor and ugly, he became the target of collective bullying by three people in the dormitory. The three girls vomited phlegm in her shoes, put chewed gum in her hair, took out her diary to read aloud, or deliberately lost her daily necessities.

In the face of the bullying, Xiaojing chose to swallow her anger, but the three roommates got even worse! He pressed her to the floor and slapped her, pressed her head into the toilet, poured water on her while she was sleeping, and burned the sweater her mother had sent her in front of her.

This novel described the crazy bullying of three girls in a calm tone. The words were so shocking that I couldn't help biting my fingers.

Later, Xiaojing met a boy, and the joy of love made her temporarily forget the ‘hell named dormitory’. But something happened after that, so that she could never forgive these three girls!

On a rainy night, three roommates snatched her mobile phone and read the text messages between her and her boyfriend for fun, Xiao Jing desperately yelled "Give me back! Give me back!" They didn't. Pay attention.

The three thought of a funny prank, and they wrote a text message to Xiaojing's boyfriend, falsely claiming that they were sick and had a high fever of 40 degrees.

As a result, the boyfriend was hung up by a truck on the way to come in the rain and ran over him...

After the incident, the three of them ran to apologize, but their words were full of threats, threatening her not to tell her past things, or to make her look good. Xiao Jing still chose to remain silent, and then stabbed them to death with a knife in the middle of the night.

Xiao Jing knelt in a pool of blood, waiting for the trial to come, but her heart was empty.

The novel ended with such a tragic ending. After reading it, my chest seemed to be depressed like a large stone, and I couldn't breathe for a long time. Huang Xiaotao's reaction was more violent than mine. She pattered her tears and wet the phone screen.

I don't know what to say, and comforted: "If you want to cry, just cry happily, there are no outsiders here."

Huang Xiaotao rushed into my arms and started crying like a gate opening, and I patted her gently: "Do you remember anything sad?"

Huang Xiaotao nodded, and sobbed after crying for a while and said: "When I was a child... I was bullied by a girl who was older than me......it makes me sad to think of it..."