moonlight lure

There were boos and boos in the venue at the same time. The grade director who was standing with his hands behind his back in the aisle looked ugly. However, because there were school leaders and other unit personnel present, he could only endure it for the time being and silently wrote down the person who had just discredited the school. student.

Song Shiwei sighed silently in her heart and replied without changing her face: "There is no inevitable connection between appearance and aggression, just like human intelligence does not necessarily improve with age."

As if giving him time to respond, she paused for a moment and continued quietly: "I hope the student who asked the question can read more and break through such superficial cognition as soon as possible."

The girls in the front row took the lead in applauding. Someone called her sister great, and Song Cheng quietly gave her a thumbs up under the table.

Under the direction of the director's eyes, the microphone in the teacher's hand was then handed to a female classmate.

The girl stood up, said hello politely, looked at Song Shiwei and said softly: "My question is, there is indeed no inevitable relationship between appearance and aggression, but there is another set of words that are inevitably related under today's theme, which are gender and strength."

"Talk about prevention in the face of the absolute power gap. It seems useless. Can you give us a method on this? Otherwise, today's lecture will be just talk on paper?"

Song Cheng frowned calmly and took the phone: "This question."

The other party politely interrupted him: "Teacher, today we have a lecture, not a debate competition. The purpose of the lecture is to solve the problem, not to persuade, right?"

Song Cheng paused with his mouth open, his head buzzing.

Today's children are becoming increasingly difficult to deal with, especially during the rebellious teenage years. There are always some people who are pretentious and use unreasonable arguments as a way to resist adult authority and education.

Song Shiwei was silent for a few seconds, and while leaning forward, her gaze moved to the corner: "The student who asked the question last time, can you come over and help me?"

The boy shrugged, put down his legs and walked onto the stage through the aisle.

He stood still in front of Song Shiwei, his eyes scanning her casually for a week, still looking carefree as before.

Song Shiwei stretched out her hand to him and curved her lips calmly: "Thank you for your cooperation."

The boy glanced at her face, chuckled disdainfully, and held her hand with half-closed eyes.

The next moment, there was a sudden flash of pain in his wrist. Although it was not fatal, it still made him frown and groan. Then before he could react, his elbow was sharply bent and at the same time, he was hit on the knee. With a kick, the tall figure was forced to fall towards the table next to him, and he cursed in an annoyed low voice: "...fuck!"

A plant was picked up by the microphone and then diffused, echoing in the auditorium for a long time.

There was a shocked silence in the audience. Song Cheng, who was on the side, never expected such a direction. He quickly grabbed the boy out of reflex to prevent him from falling too hard and embarrassingly.

Ignoring the boys' angry glances, Song Shiwei stood upright facing the audience and picked up the microphone: "The solution to the absolute power gap is to try to fill the gender restrictions, which can be through trained physical fitness or keeping a calm mind."

"As shown just now, the side with the upper hand is often less defensive, so although this gap is very unfair, it is not completely without opportunities. If you preconceptionally frame yourself as the weaker side and do not dare to resist when being violated, People who dare not speak out after being violated will be bullied no matter where they are."

The auditorium was extremely quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the female prosecutor on the stage.

Her face is very beautiful, so beautiful that one can ignore her aura. She is cold and distant, calm and determined. She is not very aggressive, but it makes people instinctively stay away.

"Of course, in addition to the personal qualities I mentioned above, there is also the law. I hope I will not have the opportunity to meet all of you here during my professional career."

Her eyes roamed the auditorium for a week, and finally she asked quietly, "I have finished answering this question, who else wants to ask?"

***
At the end of the lecture, the receptionist and director accompanied the two prosecutors out of the auditorium.

The director apologized profusely for the student who had just caused the controversy, and Song Cheng skillfully exchanged polite words with him.Song Shiwei was a little behind a few people. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a girl following them not too far away. She looked back and saw that the other person's eyes subconsciously avoided hers the moment they met hers, but she turned back after a while. He looked at her timidly, as if he was hesitant to speak.

Song Shiwei felt a little strange, but before she could think about it, someone suddenly touched her shoulder.

She came back to her senses, and Song Cheng was standing half a step away from her, waiting for her, half admiring and half jokingly saying: "I didn't expect that Prosecutor Song would hide his secret."

Song Shiwei glanced forward. The director and reception teacher had left, and the girl behind her also lowered her head and went to the classroom next to her.

Maybe she was just a girl with some social fears. Song Shiwei didn't think too much, turned around and smiled silently at the person next to her: "Thank you."

From the moment she set prosecutor as her career goal, she foresaw that she would deal with all kinds of people in the future, and improving her physical fitness was a required course for her.

After the college entrance examination, she signed up for a Muay Thai class and persisted until she started working. Although her talent was limited, she had hard work to make up for it, and she could handle small scenes with ease.

The two of them walked side by side to the parking lot, and Song Cheng kept talking: "...No wonder you were assigned to a group at that time. When you were transferred here, the people in our group even said, give us more beautiful women to match up with. Ah, with you sitting in charge of these lectures, why are you worrying about attendance? Everywhere you go is packed with seats and it’s hard to get a ticket?"

Song Shiwei gently curved her lips and remained silent.

Generally speaking, a group in the procuratorate will focus on the investigation of important cases, and the corresponding work intensity will be the heaviest.The four groups that Song Cheng belongs to are mainly responsible for grassroots propaganda, and the number of people is one of the assessment indicators.

After getting in the car, Song Cheng extended the invitation again: "Next week our group will have a lecture on women's grappling skills. Are you interested?"

Song Shiwei put on her seat belt and glanced at him helplessly: "No."

She has been able to fool a layman these two times, but how can she be on the professional stage?
Song Cheng turned sideways and analyzed rationally: "You are newly transferred this year, and the base number for the year-end assessment is lower than others. Our group's work is the most cost-effective among the base value increases, and it is more cost-effective than the second and third groups."

He and Xu Lin were hired in the same batch and have a good personal relationship. "You think about it. If it works, I'll tell your team leader."

Song Shiwei smiled casually and promised to think about it. The person in the driver's seat started the engine and said in a cheerful voice, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll treat you!"

On the rearview mirror across the window, a thin figure was hiding behind a tree.

The girl bit her lip and looked in the direction they were leaving, as if she wanted to approach them to talk but was afraid, her expression timid and tangled.

Suddenly, the phone in the skirt pocket vibrated.The girl's whole body suddenly froze, and her slender arms couldn't help shaking. The fear she showed was far greater than the fright caused by the vibration.

There was only a short line of small words on the screen. The girl held the phone and closed her eyes, with an expression of pain and despair.

When she opened her eyes again, the white vehicle not far away had already driven away.

It was almost dark when Song Shiwei returned home.

After saying goodbye to her colleagues on the roadside, she turned around and walked into the community when she was stopped by the security guard in the guard room: "Madam!"

She stopped when she heard the sound, and the other party came out and asked: "Your friend has not taken away the things you left with us the day before yesterday. What do you think we should do now? Do you want to keep them?"

(End of this chapter)