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    Deported all the way by Mother Du, Du Ziteng returned to Heping Primary School.

    Mother Du kept smiling to the head teacher, "This child in my family is disobedient and makes you worry, Mr. Li, you have to educate her." Mama Du did not believe that the school that Du Ziteng said had Things like bad people, in her opinion, are all excuses for children not to go to school. At such a young age, I wanted to play truancy, and I couldn't do it without education.

    The head teacher helped the rimless glasses on his face and looked at Du Ziteng, "Xiaohua, this child, should be resistant to going to school, this should be school weariness. Mother Du, don't worry, Our school has a psychological counseling room."

    "That's good, that's good... I'll trouble you, teacher." Mother Du bowed gratefully to the head teacher, and pinched Du Ziteng's ear before leaving, "You child, Be obedient to me at school!"

    Du Ziteng did not reply to her, but still stood silently, still a little unconvinced in his heart. Obviously what he said was true, why didn't my mother believe him!

      Let's go to class. I've already made an appointment for the afternoon psychological counseling for you. In the afternoon, you can go and have a look. "

    The warm and dry hand of the head teacher gave Du Ziteng some psychological comfort, and he obediently followed back to the classroom.

    The morning class was still a boring math class, but Du Ziteng listened carefully.

    After lunch, the head teacher took Du Ziteng by the hand to an office on the third floor of another teaching building. Du Ziteng raised his head and saw the sign at the door, which read the five characters of psychological counseling room. It seems that the head teacher has determined that Du Ziteng is tired of studying.

    The head teacher squatted down and whispered to Du Ziteng: "Xiaohua, when you go in, the teacher inside will ask you questions, you can answer as usual. After the psychological counseling is over, the teacher will come again. pick you up."

    Du Ziteng nodded.

    The head teacher smiled with satisfaction, she touched Du Ziteng's head, and then knocked on the wooden door of the psychological counseling room, "Principal Su, the children in our class brought them."

    Su, Principal Su? Du Ziteng frowned, an uneasy thought floated in his heart.

    A voice came from the room, "Come in."

    The voice was gentle and sticky, but it wrapped around Du Ziteng's whole body like a poisonous snake, making him tremble uncontrollably. This voice, he was too familiar, it was the voice from yesterday!

    Du Ziteng's eyelids jumped, his face changed, and he wanted to leave, but the head teacher held him firmly and pushed open the door of the counseling room.

    As soon as the door was opened, Du Ziteng saw the teacher Su from yesterday sitting on the leather sofa. He was wearing a white coat, and was writing something on the paper with his head lowered. When he saw the door being pushed open, he raised his head and smiled at the head teacher and Du Ziteng, as if the incident in the toilet had never happened yesterday.

    How can he be so nonchalant! Du Ziteng's heart ignited an unnamed fire, he wanted to turn around and run away, but the head teacher had already pushed him into the room, "Principal, the child's mother said that the child is lying and that he is disgusted with school, please enlighten me. She, I'll go back to prepare lessons first. After you've taught me, call me and I'll pick her up."

    Mr. Su laughed, the flesh on his face piled up like two bulging meat balls.

    The head teacher wanted to leave, but Du Ziteng held her hand tightly, "Teacher! It's him! He's the bad guy, yesterday..."

     Before Du Ziteng finished speaking, Teacher Su came over and pulled Du Ziteng by the hand of the head teacher, "It's okay, this kid, just leave it to me. I've seen this a lot. Kind of a school-weary kid."

    The head teacher patted Du Ziteng on the head, "Xiaohua, don't be afraid, I'll pick you up then."

    The door to the counseling room was closed.

    Mr. Su brought a small chair to Du Ziteng and motioned her to sit. Du Ziteng stood there blankly, staring at him desperately.

    Seeing that Du Ziteng was not sitting, Teacher Su didn't care, he sat down on the leather sofa and said with a smile: "Little boy, you are Du Xiaohua from the first class of the year, yes Right? Yesterday, there might have been some misunderstanding between us."

    "I'll introduce myself to you again. My name is Su Wen, and I'm the vice principal of Heping Elementary School. I usually teach mental health classes. When you reach the third grade, I will have my class. Usually, I work part-time as a psychology teacher in the psychological counseling room."

    "The head teacher has already told me about your situation," Su Wen raised his lips and smiled, "You skipped classes, lied, and were tired of studying..."

    Du Ziteng shouted: "I lied or not, you know it yourself!" It was just a domineering shout in his opinion, but it was still milky and milky, which made Su Wen almost provoke laugh out loud.

    Su Wen: "Okay, okay, then it's not a lie. Then you—speak swear words. Such a bad boy, I have to help you well." In between, Su Wen had walked to Du Ziteng's side, and touched the top of his head with both hands.

    However, the way of touching is not like the head teacher's love for the children, but brought a sticky feeling, and slowly touched his face from the top of his head go.

    ***

    Disgusting! nausea! Du Ziteng was so disgusted that he vomited out a mouthful of old blood. He glanced at Su Wen, who was collapsed on the sofa like a fat pig, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

    Although the hammer cannot be taken out, but luckily the dungeon is not so stubborn, and other props that do not collapse can still be taken out for use. Du Ziteng held a bottle of anaesthetic produced by the dungeon in his hand. The dungeon produced must be a fine product. As long as he smells the enemy for five seconds, he can make the enemy fall asleep.

    Such a good thing naturally has a prescribed number of times, and can only be used five times. Du Ziteng just happened to use this anesthetic for the last time this time. With some distress, he stuffed the empty anesthetic bottle into his backpack, "It's all to blame for this pervert! Grass!"

    Su Wen can't wake up yet, Du Ziteng keeps his mission in mind.

    He rummaged through boxes in the counseling room, looking for clues.

    The psychological counseling room is not big, except for the tables and chairs for conversation, there is only one bookshelf, on which are neatly arranged folders of different colors. Du Ziteng stood on tiptoe and took down these folders to read, and found that they were just some ordinary manuscripts, recording the visitors of the psychological counseling room every day, as well as their symptoms.

    There seems to be nothing unusual. Just as Du Ziteng wanted to put the folder back in its original place, he suddenly remembered something. He reopened the files and checked them carefully.

    This Su Wen seems to have been transferred from a school in another town to be the vice-principal, because he did not have that kind of promotion process, but came to Heping Primary School five years ago and was the vice-principal . Five years ago, he began to work as a psychology teacher and was in charge of the psychological counseling room. At that time, there were not many children who came to do psychological counseling.

    One or two a week is more than enough. Su Wen carefully wrote down every sentence of the children who came to tutor at that time on the document, and also provided corresponding opinions. Also, there are about the same number of men and women.

    After two years, that is, according to the records three years ago, the number of children who came to participate in psychological counseling suddenly increased, sometimes there were two a day, and most of them were girls .

    The records written by Su Wen also became a lot of perfunctory, probably summed up in one sentence, very similar to Du Ziteng's symptoms, such as lying, dislike of learning. And there is no return visit record, which is equivalent to these children who have participated in psychological counseling once or twice and will not come again.

    Du Ziteng put the folder back on the bookshelf, and his heart sank.

    Can he not understand, are these children really mentally ill?

    Su Wen's psychological counseling in the name of these years, is it really psychological counseling?

    Du Ziteng looked back at Su Wen who was still asleep, his anger rose instead of falling, and he even wanted to punch him twice. But he knew that his current body was too weak, and when Su Wen woke up, he would definitely not have good fruit to eat.

    After finding the clues, Du Ziteng quickly slipped out of the psychological counseling room.

    It is class time now, all the children are in the classroom, and only Du Ziteng is walking in the whole campus. He thought as he walked, Su Wen was definitely not as harmless as he appeared, he was definitely not innocent, but did other teachers know what he did on campus?

    Du Ziteng still remembered that the head teacher pushed him to Su Wen's hand without any hesitation. Did she really not know, or was she just pretending?

    Du Ziteng did not go back to class, but slipped into the teacher's office and found his class teacher. The class teacher's surname is Li, a young female teacher with long hair, who seems to have just graduated a few years ago.

    There are not many teachers in the office, and the head teacher is carefully preparing the lesson with his head down. When he looks up, he sees Du Ziteng standing next to him, a little surprised, "Xiaohua? The psychological counseling is over? Why did you come back by yourself? So, Mr. Su didn't call me?"

    Du Ziteng bit his lip, "Mr. Li, I have something to tell you, it's about that Teacher Su."

    The head teacher put down the pen in his hand, a little puzzled, "Mr. Su? What's wrong with him?"

    Du Ziteng was about to speak when the phone on the head teacher's desk rang. She looked over her head, then looked at Du Ziteng, "Xiaohua, it's Teacher Su's phone number."

    When I heard Teacher Su's name now, Du Ziteng's legs trembled. He flinched, and his body slipped under the head teacher's desk uncontrollably.

    The phone was still ringing, Du Ziteng huddled in the corner of the table and begged in a low voice, "Teacher, help me! Don't tell that Teacher Su, I'm here with you."

    Maybe she was really scared when she saw Du Ziteng, Teacher Li reluctantly agreed to him, then picked up the phone, "Hey, Principal Su, what's wrong?"

    "Ah, I just went to the bathroom, so I didn't answer the phone right away."

    "What? You said you went to the toilet, and Du Xiaohua didn't know where to go?" Teacher Li glanced at Du Ziteng, who was still huddled under his desk, and said. : "The child is not here with me. Maybe she played truant and ran out again. I'll call her mother and ask."

    Mr. Li replied several times, and then said, "Okay, Principal Su, thank you for your concern for the children in our class, and I will call you back when I have news."

    She hung up the phone, squatted down and looked at Du Ziteng, "Okay, Xiaohua, now you should tell me what happened?"

    Du Ziteng is obviously not afraid, but his physical fear still makes his voice stutter.

    He told Mr. Li about meeting Su Wen in the toilet yesterday. As for what happened in the psychological counseling room today, because it was not easy to hide that he used props to fascinate Su Wen, so Du Ziteng didn't say anything, he also kept his mind, and didn't tell the fact that he had seen the documents of the psychological counseling room.

    Mr. Li was a little surprised when she heard the whole incident yesterday, but he still asked hesitantly: "Xiaohua, do you really think that Teacher Su was malicious to you at that time? Could it be... He really I just care that you have diarrhea so late and haven't come home yet?"

    Mr. Li himself is a young teacher who has just graduated a few years ago, and Su Wen is the vice-principal. Su Wen is usually very enthusiastic about the younger generation. a bad guy. She didn't dare to judge her elders and leader Su Wen with Du Xiaohua's one-sided words.

    After listening to Teacher Li's question, Du Ziteng was a little anxious, he stomped his feet and said: "What I said is true! His behavior at that time was really not like the teacher's treatment of children. I feel very uncomfortable! Why don't you believe me!"

    Adults always think that children don't know anything, take what they say as a joke, as an excuse for not wanting to go to school, but they don't know that the most direct expression of children is resistance. They express their will with a resistance that seems trivial in the eyes of adults.

    Mr. Li realized that she had said something wrong, she patted Du Ziteng on the shoulder and comforted: "Okay, okay... The teacher believes you, but there is no evidence for this."

    "If what you said is true, and Teacher Su is really doing something wrong, then it's illegal. Don't worry, the teacher will check first."

    Du Ziteng lowered his head and poked his little finger, "Then Mr. Li, I'm really scared, I'm afraid Mr. Su will come to me again. Can I not come to school?"

    The head teacher was about to blurt out "No", but the words were still swallowed in the stomach. She patted Du Ziteng's hand soothingly and said softly, "The teacher can promise you that you won't come to school, but your mother will be worried."

    Du Ziteng thought of Mama Du's vicious face, even if he said that he really met a bad person, it is estimated that Mama Du would think this was an excuse for him not to go to school. Knowing that Teacher Li was telling the truth, Du Ziteng pouted and stopped talking.

    Mr. Li said: "Well, if Teacher Su asks you for psychological counseling again, I will help you find an excuse to refuse. Usually you stay in the classroom, if there is something wrong , you can come to the office to find me."

    "I will inquire about Mr. Su as soon as possible. Xiaohua, okay, do you believe Mr. Li?"

    Mr. Li's eyes were so clear that Du Ziteng nodded unconsciously.

    "Okay, let's pull the hook."

    "Come on, I'll take you back to class first."

    Mr. Li took Du Ziteng's hand and walked back to the yearly class.

    The class is in music class, and the children in the class are singing happily.

    Mr. Li took Du Ziteng's hand and said a few words to the music teacher. The music teacher didn't ask anything, and just let Du Ziteng sit down.

    The first grade music textbook can't teach much professional knowledge, just sing some nursery rhymes and watch some cartoons. After the music teacher taught them to sing a nursery rhyme, seeing that there was still time, he played a cartoon for everyone to see.

    The children were watching cartoons and chatting with each other, but as long as it was not too noisy, the music teacher turned a blind eye.

    Du Ziteng sat on the seat, on the surface he was staring at the projection and watching cartoons, but in fact he kept thinking, is Su Wen the prisoner of the train tunnel case?

    He looks suspicious right now.

    Three years ago, Su Wen's record book had some changes, this time period was the time of the first victim girl case. It was probably at that time that his mentality changed a bit.

      His deskmate was also a little girl, white and chubby, like a New Year's picture doll.

    His deskmate asked in a low voice, "Xiaohua, I heard you went to that psychological counseling?"

    "Well, what's wrong?"

    The same table asked hesitantly, "Did that fat bald teacher touch you strangely?"

    At this moment, Du Ziteng's ears seemed to buzz, and he couldn't hear anything. He clenched the hands hanging beside him, "You, what did you say?"

    The same table continued: "I was called over last time because I was always talking in class. That very strange teacher touched my belly." She pointed to her upper body.

    Du Ziteng's heart was turbulent, but he didn't expect witnesses to be by his side.

    How long did Su Wen's claws stretch out!

    The music teacher, who had been sitting on the podium and playing with his mobile phone, glanced at them, and the tablemate immediately closed his mouth in fear, and obediently looked at the cartoon in front of him. She didn't want to be called over to face that strange Teacher Su because she spoke in class.

    She is still too young to understand what this behavior is, but she already feels uncomfortable instinctively and has a psychology of resistance.

    Du Ziteng took a deep breath and felt extremely restless. If he could take out his hammer now, he would definitely smash Su Wen into meat patties.

    Fuck Suwen, copper will die.

    ******

    Lin Mutao and Shijiu were walking side by side. It snowed in Heping Town in January, and the expanse of white was colder than before.

    Lin Mutao was wrapped in a pink padded jacket, and her words were filled with white mist, "Ajiu, is it still Heping Primary School?"

    "Yes." Shi Jiu's complexion became much more serious.

    They found a new suspect, Su Wen, from Du Ziteng today.

    They then re-investigated the information of the victim girls and found a new common feature of them, that is, they all attended Heping Primary School.

    Heping Town is not big, there are only two primary schools. Compared with another primary school on the edge of the town, Heping Primary School is located in the center of the town, and the teachers are better, so most of the school-age children in Heping Town are sent to Heping Primary School.

    And they also found out that Su Wen was not a native of Heping Town, but was transferred from another primary school five years ago. As for why he was transferred, it seems to be vaguely related to child abuse. However, Su Wen was very well hidden, so few people in Heping Town knew about it, and naturally no one connected Su Wen with the case of the train tunnel in the fog.

    Lin Mutao really didn't understand, looking at these materials, what's the use of this kind of punishment that seems to be demoted, but it's actually an equal transfer. Is it possible to change from one town to another town, from one school to another school?

    Such a person with a criminal record should have his qualification certificate revoked and should no longer be involved in the industry related to children.

    Shi Jiu raised his hand, a piece of snow fell gently on his palm, he let out a breath of mist, and said, "I was just thinking, why would the prisoner use magic for children? What about the medicine? In addition to being controlled by the medicine, is he afraid that the children will see his face?"

    Because the kids have seen him?

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