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Chapter 642 Ward No. 15 (14)

He ran very fast, afraid of being caught by unknown creatures in the dark. He didn't relax a little until he ran downstairs and saw the security guard on duty not far away.

Standing downstairs, he rubbed his chest and took several deep breaths, and after a while, his beating heart stabilized.

He carefully turned around slowly, and then looked at the dormitory floor. The bleak moonlight shone down, coating the whole dormitory floor with a layer of icy color, and his eyes moved cautiously to the end of the dormitory floor...

In order to prevent people from jumping off the building, the net ring center has reinforced solid iron nets outside the railings on each floor. Now, the end of the dormitory floor is full of dark figures, because it is in the dark, and the person in charge of the net ring center also I don't know if those are people or ghosts, but they just stood quietly, holding on to the iron nets. Although they couldn't see their faces clearly, the person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center could feel their eyes, staring angrily at them. Own.

The crowded things looked eerie and terrifying in the night, and the person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center was a little terrified.

"Boss, what are you looking at? How about it? Did you hear crying?"

Seeing him standing there, several security guards stepped forward to inquire.

The person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center pointed to the direction of the end of the dormitory floor, wanting to ask who those shadows were, but in the blink of an eye, the place was empty.

The person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center rubbed his eyes vigorously, and it really disappeared. So many black shadows really disappeared suddenly under his nose.

The person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center was afraid that it would cause panic, so he gave them a blank look and let out a bad breath:

"What crying, I didn't hear anything, do you want to ask for an excuse to rest?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, the security guards looked at each other in blank dismay. Could it be that they collectively hallucinated?
The matter was finally dismissed by the person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center lightly, but the people in the Internet Rehabilitation Center all intentionally avoided the room at the end of the dormitory floor.

As for whether those black shadows were people or something unknown, the person in charge of the Internet Ring Center didn't know, and didn't want to know.

"By the way, Boss, the kid you asked us to monitor is fine. Are you too sensitive?"

The security guard mentioned the civet cat.

As soon as the civet cat entered the online rehabilitation center, it attracted the attention of the person in charge. He smelled a conspiracy from the civet cat.

Hearing this, the person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center frowned. Was he really thinking too much?
Forget it, don't think about it, he should take a good rest, there will be an interview tomorrow.

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On the second day, the local media came to interview, and gradually reached the person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center in a continuous and progressive manner.

First interview the parents who are holding hands and watching the military posture not far away:

"Excuse me, what are you guys doing?"

"We are encouraging and encouraging each other. We believe that with the help of the teachers in the Internet Rehabilitation Center, our child will transform into a useful person to society!"

The reporter smiled all over his face: "Then do you think the child has changed in the online rehabilitation center?"

Parent: "Look at their current appearance, you can tell whether they have changed. If there is no Internet Rehabilitation Center, I really don't know what to do with him. I am very grateful to the Internet Rehabilitation Center and the teachers here. They saved my child!"

Some tears filled the parents' eyes.

"Then why was your child sent in?"

The reporter asked.

Speaking of this issue, the parents became emotional:

"The one in my family is in love with boys at school. You talk about not studying hard at such a young age, what kind of love is it!"

"I want her to study nursing, but she wants to study animation design. How good are nurses? She will work in a big hospital in the future. If she says it, she will have face. What can she do after learning animation design? Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf? "

"My family's study is also very good, but since I divorced his father, he has ignored us. It's okay, it must be changed!"

Every parent talks about their children's problems like a torrent of water in the Yellow River, and they can't wait to talk about the thousand and one nights.

The reporter also seemed to be trying to guide them: "Then, the Internet Rehabilitation Center is indeed conducive to the healthy growth of children."

"Yes, if there is no Internet Rehabilitation Center and these responsible teachers, I really don't know what to do with them!"

"Thank you, teachers, for letting my child go on the right path!"

After interviewing the parents, the reporter took advantage of the break to interview the children:

"What do you think has changed since you came to the Internet Rehabilitation Center?"

The smiles on the faces of the children were so bright that they seemed to wither in the next second:

"The teachers were gentle with us and cared about us."

"I like everything here, and every day here is very fulfilling."

The reporter asked a few more questions, and finally mentioned a question that everyone on the Internet is concerned about:
"There are rumors that the Internet Rehabilitation Center will stimulate your heads with an electric current that is higher than the standard. Is this true?"

The smiles on the children's faces seemed to freeze for a moment, but nothing changed. They replied with a smile:
"How is it possible? Teachers rarely use electric shocks, and even if they do, the current is within the normal range, just like the feeling of being touched by a small part in a lighter, and every time they use it, there is a doctor there, and they will prepare it in advance. security measures."

Their answers were very specific, as if they had memorized them by heart.

After the reporter finished asking questions, he said thank you, then turned around, facing the camera, showing the most standard stylized smile:

"Presumably, all viewers who have concerns and doubts about the Internet Rehabilitation Center have already got the answer. The Internet Rehabilitation Center uses their most sincere and gentle care to influence children who are addicted to the Internet or are stubborn and self-willed. The so-called electric shock therapy, It’s just that some netizens spread false rumors in an attempt to discredit the Internet Rehabilitation Center!”

After interviewing the parents and children, it is natural to come to the most supreme belief in the minds of the parents, the person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center.

There was an old teacup on the desk, and he was dressed in the simplest and most intimate clothes. The person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center had a fatherly and gentle smile on his face, accepting the reporter's interview with a friendly face.

In his narration, he seems to be a good person who cares about children and helps parents, who is also a teacher and a friend.

When a parent was still interviewing, he suddenly came in with a pennant, and thanked the person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center with tears and nose streaming down his face.

The person in charge of the Internet Rehabilitation Center also took the reporter to Ward No. 15. In Ward No. 15, there were two doctors with medical qualification certificates at their desks, carefully recording each child's symptoms, personality and other information.

Seeing the reporter coming, they also demonstrated the electric shock treatment. The safety measures were fully prepared, and the current was within the safe range. After the demonstration was over, they asked the child if he felt any discomfort. Every step showed loving care.

　Unmodified, revised tomorrow

　　
　
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