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Chapter 381 Die Xian Killing Game (Part 2)

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    But when we got back to our residence, we found Boss Duan lying on the bed half-naked, his body covered with silver needles by Su Ling.  I looked at Boss Duan who was lying on the bed speechlessly, and asked, "Why didn't I see you turned into a hedgehog overnight?"

    Boss Duan glared at me and said, "This is called acupuncture."

    Su Ling sighed: "I saw that his condition was not good in the morning, so I used acupuncture to control it first. But it seems that he will not be able to go out today. In order to make the effect last longer, it is better to rest for one more day."

    Ruan Lingxi looked at me and asked, "Then what shall we do?"

    I shrugged my shoulders and said, "That's also good. Use this day to check the old cases of No. 1 Middle School, and you can always find some clues."

    So we discussed it, first went around No. 1 Middle School, and found two bookstores and an old residential area.  The school has recently been under martial law, and it is impossible to enter the school gate.  So Ruan Lingxi and I turned to check the situation of the two bookstores.  Among the two bookstores, one of the shopkeepers was a man in his forties who was taciturn.  I tried to ask him about No. 1 Middle School, but he didn't say much.  So I gave up and went to another bookstore.  The owner of this bookstore is a young girl. According to her, she was married from out of town. After marriage, she newly bought this bookstore, and she doesn't know anything about No. 1 Middle School at all.

    When I came out of the bookstore, I couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.  It's noon now, the sun is shining brightly, and it even feels a little hot for the first time.  I was a little sweaty after walking for a long time.  In such weather, it is impossible for Ding Chen's ghost to appear.  So Ruan Lingxi and I set our sights on the old community diagonally opposite the main entrance of the school.  There was a locust tree at the door, and under the tree sat a few white-haired old ladies chatting with fans.

    Ruan Lingxi said: "Let's go, let's see what those old people have to say."

    I thought to myself that generally speaking, old ladies like to tell a short gossip about their parents. If you ask them, you may have a clue.  So Ruan Lingxi and I walked up, trying to find a reason to strike up a conversation, but saw several ladies staring at us even more curiously.

    I smiled and said, "Excuse me, ladies, we are parents of students, and our children go to No. 1 Middle School"

    One of them interrupted me and said, "What are you two young people talking about, your children are going to kindergarten this year"

    Ruan Lingxi's face was slightly stunned, and then his face turned red, and said: "Where is it, it's not our child, it's our sister. Didn't you hear that something happened to their school? We came to pick them up from school, and came to see if there was nothing wrong.  "

    I immediately echoed: "Yes, the two of us just came here to visit relatives. Anyway, we have nothing to do these few days. I heard that there have been many incidents in this school?"

    At this time, another chubby white-haired old lady asked: "Aren't you two locals? Most locals know about this."

    "Most of them know?" I was surprised.  Looking at the school's martial law posture, I just don't want the news to spread.  It seems that I still can't prevent the crowd.

    "How can I not know, Laizhou City is only such a small place." The other said: "This school is evil, two students died in a row. I also heard that one was hit by a car the day before yesterday.  Know what's wrong."

    I saw that my aunt had opened up the conversation box, so I quickly pulled Ruan Lingxi to sit down and listen carefully.  The old ladies had nothing to do, and seeing the two of us cheering so much, they also became interested, so they told us what happened recently.  Even the disappearance case I asked about many years ago was brought up.

    It turns out that this No. 1 middle school is the most powerful key high school in the city. It produces many top students from Tsinghua University and Peking University every year, and there are even top students in arts and sciences every year.  Due to the good teaching performance in successive years, the government allocated funds to expand the school building, focusing on building the reputation of No. 1 Middle School.  At the end of this road, you can still see a huge billboard, which reads: Peking University¡¯s aircraft carrier Yun Yun [you can write about Harvard if you have the ability].

    Due to the growing reputation, the principal of the No. 1 Middle School has also begun to receive more attention. It is said that he also enjoys subsidies from the State Council, and the salary is very high.  Children in this city are proud to be admitted to No. 1 Middle School.  Since the classroom space is much larger after the expansion, the school also plans to start expanding enrollment.  Of course, this expansion of enrollment is somewhat tricky.  For example, set a higher score line, and students with good grades who really pass the line can go to the first middle school for free.  .  About three or four thousand yuan per person.  In this case, if ten people come to pay, the school will have an income of 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.  But it is said that except for the five or six key classes in each grade, nearly half of the students in many other ordinary classes pay money to study.  There are about 40 or 50 students in a class. Calculated in this way, after the high school entrance examination every year, the school will have a considerable income.  And parents are willing to pay money for their children to read the key points, but there is noPeople object to this twisted unspoken rule.

    Of course, this behavior is not considered a crime, and this phenomenon also exists in high schools everywhere.  But this behavior of collecting money has changed the whole atmosphere of the school.  I heard that many teachers have also become snobbish. Parents give red envelopes secretly, and the class teacher and teacher will focus on training them.  The other students don't care.  Every six months, the grades will be ranked and announced for the whole grade, and then re-divided into classes to form a "competitive" atmosphere.  In addition, the school holds a weekly meeting [due to the loud sound of the campus radio, the surrounding residents can hear it], and will praise a group of students with excellent grades and progress, and give material rewards at the same time.  Of course, I will also criticize the backward students with poor grades, or the students who fall in love with each other early.  The names of these students will be called out on the spot, and they will have to write a review. The next meeting will read the guarantee letter in front of the whole school.  This creates a high-pressure and tense learning environment for all students in the school.

    Seven or eight years ago, it was the time when the school first became famous, and it was also when the school had just expanded the school building.  It is said that in the summer of that year, probably also in May and June, a girl was discovered by her teacher because she had a puppy love with a male classmate.  Later, at the grade meeting, the head of the grade department called names in front of all the teachers and students in the school, and criticized the girl for her puppy love.  Later, in the principal's speech, he repeatedly mentioned the child's puppy love incident as a "negative teaching material".  Because she was criticized and ridiculed at school, the girl didn't think about it for a while, and left a letter from the school to "leave school", saying that she didn't want to stay in such a perverted school and so on.  But this time, there was no news.

    ?Because the child disappeared at school, the heartbroken parents came to the school crying, begging the teacher to find the student together, and were blasted out of the door by the security guards many times.  The crying of the child's mother was heart-rending and could be heard throughout the street. At that time, many elderly people in the residential area came out to persuade them.  Later, there was a lot of trouble, and the security guards didn't let her in, so she sat under the tree at the door and cried, sometimes sitting in a daze for an hour.  The police also came, and the child's parents reported him missing.  But after all these years, I couldn't find it.  Afraid of taking responsibility, the school immediately expelled the girl from her school status and did not recognize the girl as a student of No. 1 Middle School.

    Seven or eight years have passed, and the students have changed one class after another, but the mother who lost her child would often sit under the tree outside the school gate for a while, and then mutter to herself, a little mentally disturbed.

    "Now that child's mother will come over?" I was shocked, and suddenly thought of that weird CD player.  Could this missing girl be the owner of the CD player?

    An old lady sighed: "Of course I will come, often. We are all used to it, and no one persuaded her. Anyway, everyone knows about it. After many times of persuasion, it is normal.  .¡±

    "What's the girl's name?" Ruan Lingxi asked.

    "That girl's name is An Xiaoshuang, she is my granddaughter's classmate." Another old man said: "At that time my granddaughter had a pretty good relationship with her."

    "Then where is your granddaughter now?" I asked, thinking that it would be best if someone knew, lest I have no idea.

    "I'm studying as a graduate student in other places. My granddaughter is doing well." The old lady immediately became happy when she mentioned this: "It's at Nankai University." Well, it's not here.  But when I heard Nankai's name, I felt a lot of comfort in my heart.  It's easy to do in Tianjin.

    After asking the old ladies, Ruan Lingxi and I got up and left, planning to find a small restaurant near the school for dinner.  Ruan Lingxi said, "Er, do you think the owner of your CD player is An Xiaoshuang?"

    I smiled wryly and said: "If it is, it will be miserable. The child is probably dead. The poor mother comes here every day to wait, but she doesn't know that she will never be able to wait for her daughter." (Remember this site  URL: www.hlnovel.com
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