Criminal Investigation Files

Zhang Dongmei boarded a bus back to the city.

A few months ago, the sun shone in through the windows of the bus and sprinkled on her face and legs, but she couldn't feel any warmth.

Her face was sullen, her expression was cold, and she didn't even have a trace of a smile.

Just now she just came out of her hometown. Just a few days ago, her father was driving drunk and drove in the countryside and seriously injured the other party. The father was fully responsible for the accident and had to compensate the other party for medical expenses of 30 yuan.

The father and younger brother were still arguing, and the money was 10 yuan, but nothing came of it.She collected another [-] yuan for them this time and sent it over.This is already the most money she can collect, because of this accident, she has almost been wiped out.

Who should she resent, the drunk driving father, the weak and incompetent mother, the spoiled and penny-pinching younger brother, or herself who has no ability to earn money?

Moreover, I don't know who reported her. Recently, the school has been investigating her extracurricular supplementary lessons.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dongmei couldn't help closing her hands together into fists.

Isn't she doing extra lessons for the good of the students?

Now it is called reducing the burden, and students are not allowed to assign too much homework, but the difficulty of the exam has not been reduced, but has continued to increase.Without those seas of questions and more exercises, how can students improve their grades?

Who reported her?

Zhang Dongmei focused her attention, her eyes moved slightly, and people flashed in her mind one by one.

The school leader revealed that the situation this time is not optimistic. The other party not only has evidence that she gave extra lessons to students, but also some evidence that she physically punished students, and even evidence that she accepted bribes.

The list and evidence provided by the other party are very detailed. In the worst case, she may even have her teacher qualification certificate revoked, and she will no longer be able to work in No. [-] Middle School.

The school is still working hard, hoping to keep her, but she may become a counselor instead of teaching.

Is it the student who can't pay the tuition fee and doesn't take cram school?But that student probably wouldn't know so many details.Or the student whose ear was broken by her beating?It's also her fault for being careless, that time she didn't ask about the student's family background, who would have thought that the student's distant uncle worked in the Education Bureau?Or... Ms. Li, who competed with her, had been fighting with her for this year's outstanding model before, and she pretended to come over and say that she didn't think she should make up lessons for students, and something would happen sooner or later...

Zhang Dongmei thought for a long time, but gave up.

The top priority is that she has to get the money together, and her family can only count on her.

Where are those people her parents?She was clearly like a jackal, tiger and leopard. If she couldn't afford the money, she wanted to eat her alive, bite by bite.

They bullied the weak and feared the strong, and dared not go to find their younger brother, so they came to torture her.They cried bitterly at her, but they didn't care about her daughter's life at all. In order to collect money, she had tried every means, used up the credit card limit, and borrowed all colleagues who could borrow money.

But the person who was hit had already threatened that if she didn't pay enough money, she would beat her father to death. She couldn't just watch them die.

And she knew that her parents told her work unit that if she didn't fill in the hole, the family members of the victim would probably come to the school. At that time, she would not even be able to be a counselor.

The bus finally stopped at the bus stop. Zhang Dongmei got out of the car, carrying her bag. There was no bus on the way, and she was reluctant to take a taxi, so she was going to walk all the way home. With bubbles, every step is like walking on a knife.

As she walked, she flipped through her newsletter, which recorded the names of hundreds of students and parents. Among them, those with an asterisk were rich in their families, and those with a plus sign were related to their families.

Zhang Dongmei's fingers slid across familiar names, and finally mustered up the courage to make a phone call.

The other party is the mother of a student in her previous class. The family is very rich and has two chain restaurants. On weekdays, she is warm to her, and her shots are generous, even comparable to her sisters.

Zhang Dongmei had just exchanged some pleasantries, and when she mentioned that she wanted to borrow money, the other party hesitated, "Mr. Zhang, I heard that because of your health, you won't be taking our baby with you next semester?"

Zhang Dongmei thought to herself, it’s true that good things don’t go out, and bad things spread far and wide. She tried to calm her voice: “Well, I haven’t received the notification yet.”

Before he finished speaking, the other party hung up the phone.

As soon as people leave, the tea will be cold.

Zhang Dongmei went on to play the second...the third...the fourth.

A sneer gradually emerged from the corner of her mouth. These parents, in order to please her before, gave her money and things one by one. Now that they heard that she might not teach the children, they hung up on her just as soon as they mentioned borrowing money. phone.

She is now in her 40s, divorced and childless.

In the past few decades of her life, she had no friends or relatives.

Now that I think about it, she seems to have dedicated her whole life to teaching. In the end, what is left of her?

The teacher's salary is already meager, not to mention that she has to subsidize it to her family.

Zhang Dongmei entered the house. She bought this place with a loan in her early years, and it was just a very small house.

Zhang Dongmei suddenly remembered something, and began to move out a large box from under the bed.She was alone, her feet were still hurting, and she was angry. The room was extremely hot, but she couldn't even turn on the electric fan.

Zhang Dongmei exerted all her strength until her body was covered with sweat before she pulled out the big box. She was panting, her hands were scratched by the edge of the box, and she felt a little burning pain.

Then she knelt down and began to look at the contents of the box.

It used to be her treasure, and there was a thick stack of awards in it, which was the honor left to her by her more than 20 years of teaching career.

She caressed her stack of awards, so many honors, so many commendations, so many people said she was a good teacher...

She sat on the edge of the bed and turned over those things one by one, loving them so much that her cold heart gradually warmed up.

After teaching for so many years, she has to correct several times the homework of other teachers almost every day. She often prepares lessons until late at night, and gets up early the next day to watch the morning self-study.Mathematics is not a subject like Chinese and English. You can be lazy and eat your old books. There are new types of questions constantly. Every time a new exercise book is issued, she has to do it from beginning to end by herself.Every year, she will update her lesson plans.

She may have done a lot of wrong things, but she also did a lot of right things.

In the past 20 years of teaching, she has really taught a lot of good students, and she has taught many proud children.

Those students might not be where they are today without her.Many students may be just a mediocre person who sells vegetables and serves dishes. Because of her, those people went to a good high school, a good university, and have a different life.

But those students are not grateful to her.

Those parents were unreliable, and the students were even more white-eyed. They graduated one by one and didn't contact her.

The world is hot.

She thought of her husband. The man said that she only had her students in her heart. The real break between the two was after Zhang Dongmei had a miscarriage after standing for nine hours in order to prepare for the public class. On the seventh day after this happened , she was worried about the students, so she got up and stood on the podium.

She also used to like children very much, looking forward to having children of her own.But in the end, she lost the ability to have children, and her husband hooked up with the little nurse in the department.

Why is the world like this?

She is a woman, struggling alone in the city, suffering enough from having no background, trying to climb up on her own, and feeling the malice of the world from time to time.

She doesn't have a soft heart, because she doesn't deserve it, she's weak, she cries, those things don't belong to her, she's a woman made of iron, she can't get sick, she can't fall down.

Whenever she quarreled at home, was scolded by her parents, angry with her husband, was bullied at work, and was robbed of a job by a related family, she could only get up and arm herself with strong armor.

She can only vent her anger on the students. She hates those beautiful girls, envies those talented and intelligent children, and takes advantage of those well-behaved and obedient students.

Whenever she saw their unknowing faces raised, she wanted to tell them what the real world was like.She deduced those ugliness to them, not as cruel as the world to her one-tenth.

Zhang Dongmei began to look at the things in the box. She has the habit of summarizing and sorting out. After teaching some students, she will keep all the things, old photos, old report cards, marked test papers, and checks written by students. There are good ones and some bad ones, as long as she thinks it is valuable, she will stay.

Looking at those things, Zhang Dongmei seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago, and one thing after another was awakened in her memory. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she suddenly thought of a solution to the problem.

A teacher for a day, a father for life.No matter what, she will always be the teacher to those students!

As long as she masters the weaknesses of those students, she can borrow money.

If people cannot love her, make them fear her.

She still had a choice at first, but later she started to lose her bottom line because of money...

At that time, Zhang Dongmei did not expect that those children were no longer the shivering children sitting under the podium ten years ago.They have also grown fangs and tough claws, and have learned to fight hard.

Years passed by, and those students never thought that the extremely cruel teacher in their memory was actually a villain who was tortured by life and had nowhere to go.

Now Zhang Dongmei's body is getting colder.

Those annoying things that haunted her finally stopped tormenting her.

Cheng Mo led Tan Shan out and comforted her, but Tan Shan just kept crying and couldn't come up with any new evidence.It seems that this case can be concluded in this way.

Song Wen went to the bathroom and came out, turned his head to Lu Siyu and said, "Let's go, even if Tan Shan is guilty, we need to wait for a while before we can send her to the city bureau."

Lu Siyu looked up suspiciously: "Where are you going?"

He was sorting out the documents in front of him, and wanted to see what was unreasonable in them.

Accompanied by the sound of various fireworks outside the window, Song Wen wondered why this person was so indifferent. He pointed to the not far outside: "The rooftop, such a good location, wouldn't it be a pity not to watch the fireworks show."

On the platform of Mingyue Tower, Song Wen pulled Lu Siyu out. Lu Siyu never liked crowded places, and when he could avoid them, he would hide as far away as he could.

The bustle, the prosperity and joy of the world, seemed to be something that shouldn't belong to him.

In Lu Siyu's impression, he always felt that these fireworks were nothing to see, and if Song Wen hadn't insisted, he wouldn't have wanted to come out.But now looking up at the fireworks, he couldn't help but be infected by the atmosphere of the scene.

When the two of them came out, there happened to be a firework that had just been placed in the sky, and the firework emitted a small cluster of green light, and then those green lights bloomed one by one. These greens seemed to be alive, rising steadily, lush, like A vine covered the entire sky.

The sky is the dark blue canvas, and the fireworks are like paintbrushes, swaying the paint freely, and people stand below and look up.A pair of exquisite pictures floated above the head, with an indescribable beauty.

Lu Siyu was stunned. The fireworks were completely different from what he remembered. Then he thought about it. It seemed that he had never seen fireworks since his parents passed away. Counting for nearly 20 years, the technical It has been changing with each passing day, and people have long been different.

At this time, the entire Lunjiang River became a sea of ​​joy. Hundreds of thousands of people gathered here, either standing or sitting or on high places. All of them raised their heads and looked into the night sky. In the most prosperous area of ​​the South City, several towering buildings stand, and the South City Tower among them attracts people's attention, and cheers and exclamations continue to come out.

Clusters of fireworks rose into the sky one after another, blooming in the dark sky.

With a bang, another firework rose into the sky. For a while, it seemed that fire trees and silver flowers were blooming all over the sky. The red star falls between the worlds.

The time flies by, the scenery is so beautiful...

On both sides of the Lun River, many people held up cameras and mobile phones, just to record this shocking scene.

Song Wen said from the side: "How is it? It's not bad, right? Many people have to stand below for an hour or two to watch a firework like this, and they even have to squeeze in the crowd. Here, we have a wide view and people There are few, and it can be regarded as the best observation point.”

He said it lightly. In fact, if it weren't for this case, the Lotus Moon Tower would be full tonight, and those guests might go on the platform to watch the fireworks.If there is no case tonight, they will probably go home after watching the movie. All this can only be said to be a coincidence.

Lu Siyu hummed and looked up at the fireworks in the sky.His beautiful eyes were dotted with stars by the fireworks, as if there were stars all over the sky inside, it was too beautiful to behold.

Song Wen looked at the fireworks blooming in the sky, feeling a little bit emotional: "In the past, when I was young, my father took me to see the fireworks once. I was about six years old. I remember that there were so many people on that day. Layer upon layer, no matter how high I jumped, I couldn’t see it, so my dad lifted it to the top of my head and let me watch the fireworks from the highest place. At that time, I thought that my dad was the tallest in the world. When I grow up, I want to be like my father."

At that time, the relationship between Song Wen and his father was not as tense as it is now. Thinking of the state of mind at that time, Song Wen actually felt a little bit emotional.

Lu Siyu said: "So your father treats you very well."

Song Wendao: "Where is it? When the show was over, my father was only focused on talking to his colleagues, and he didn't care about me. If there were too many people, I got lost. My father called the entire police force to look for me on the street, and when he found me, he beat me up violently." pause."

There is more to this matter, and he continued, "Later when I got home, my mother found out that my father took me to a place with so many people while he was on patrol, and almost lost me. There was a fight, and then the couples beat me up again."

At that time, Li Luanfang and Song Cheng always disagreed, except for the matter of beating children.Couples doubles are the order of the day.

Lu Siyu couldn't help but frowned and smiled.The night wind was blowing, and it touched Lu Siyu's bangs, revealing a little smooth forehead. Looking at his almost perfect profile, Song Wen felt that the fireworks in front of him were far less beautiful than the people around him. Seeing that Lu Siyu was amused, he suddenly I felt that it was worth the two beatings I received in one day.

But the next moment, Lu Siyu suddenly lowered his head again, feeling a little sad: "Such days must be very interesting."

That was the family life he envied, as if the warmth that Song Wen could bring him at this moment made him a little greedy, but he didn't know how to go on.He has an unknown fear of the future, just like the dark past.

Song Wen didn't know what was wrong, which caused Lu Siyu to feel a little depressed. He tried to change the subject, took out a box from the schoolbag he was carrying, and handed it to Lu Siyu.

"By the way, this is for you."

"It's... what?" Lu Siyu took it over and weighed it. The box is long, not too big or too small, and has some weight.

Song Wen explained: "It's not something that is too expensive, and I can't afford it. I just saw it occasionally and bought it."

Lu Siyu opened the box, and found that it was a silver-white thermos cup, the workmanship was very exquisite, and the pattern was also his favorite style. It seemed that he had put a lot of effort into choosing it.

Song Wen tried hard to make his voice sound casual: "Seeing that the cup you brought before was old, I just bought one. Aren't you celebrating your birthday soon? I gave you a gift in advance. Didn't you also give it to me before?" My tie or something..."

He had been thinking for a long time about what to buy and when to give it away. It felt inappropriate to buy it if it was too expensive, and he couldn’t give it away if it was too cheap. He felt like he was falling behind others if he gave it on the same day. He didn’t want to choose the time deliberately, and he didn’t want to let it go Lu Siyu felt that he was fooling around.

Seeing Lu Siyu's sudden depression just now, Song Wen's heart moved. He just wanted to comfort him, so he couldn't hold back and took out the things directly.Then he realized now, how could anyone give gifts to others at the scene of a crime?The body is still downstairs.

Team Song wished he could slap himself...

Birthday……

However, Lu Siyu didn't mind the time and place. His birthday is October [-], which is tomorrow. Because it is in the middle of the National Day holiday, except for his parents who remembered him when he was young, he never received gifts from others.

When he was in kindergarten, he suddenly discovered this. After returning home, he cried with his parents, blaming them for giving birth to him on a festival.At that time, his father comforted him and said, "People who care about you will not forget your birthday just because it is on holiday."

Later, after his parents passed away, he himself didn't pay much attention to his birthday. Throughout his student life, few people celebrated his birthday.

Now Song Wen suddenly gave him a gift, and he was a little at a loss when holding it in his hand.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Wen thought he didn't like it very much, so he continued to introduce nervously: "By the way, there is a place on the lid of this thermos that can display the temperature..."

This function was specially selected by him. Whether the water poured in is hot or cold, he can tell at a glance. He is concerned about his poor health and thinks this function is quite practical.

Lu Siyu lowered his head, feeling that his entire eye sockets were sore and hot, as if he couldn't bear it, tears were about to flow down: "This one is a little bigger than my previous one."

Song Wen's heart skipped a beat, thinking about whether he was elected to the university: "What? Are you afraid of sinking when you appear on the scene? If you are afraid of sinking, I can carry it for you."

Lu Siyu said: "You are now the team leader, what does it look like to help your subordinates hold cups?"

Song Wendao: "I am happy, no one else cares."

Song Wensheng was afraid that Lu Siyu wouldn't like this. Seeing that Lu Siyu had been talking about other things, he reached out his hand a little guilty, wanting to take the cup, but Lu Siyu hid half a step back holding the cup. Not going to return the cup to him.

Lu Siyu's eyes flickered before he said, "I haven't received any presents for many years, I don't know what expression to use, and I don't know what to say..."

He has money, but he is unwilling to make friends with others. Most of the time, he gives gifts to others, and rarely receives gifts from others with such care.

"Thank you, I'm very..."

When Lu Siyu said this, just in time for the fireworks to reach the climax, the fireworks behind him exploded, one after another, just covering the last two words.

At that moment, the fireworks ignited, and the fireworks illuminated Lu Siyu's handsome face, making him look good-looking but also lonely, as if through this false prosperity, he was a lonely person, standing there alone.But Song Wen was moved just because of him.

Song Wen couldn't help teasing Lu Siyu: "What did you just say?"

Lu Siyu opened his mouth, hesitated for a while, and finally replied: "It's fine if you don't hear it."

Song Wen said, "I thought you were saying you liked me."

It seems that he still heard it, and deliberately lied to him, Lu Siyu said: "Just delete the last word, that's right."

Song Wen took an inch forward, took a step forward, and asked him directly: "Then don't you like me?"

The corners of Lu Siyu's mouth twitched, holding the cup in his hand, and feeling that he should not be too complacent, he pretended not to hear and said nothing.

Another cluster of fireworks bloomed, and the brilliant fireworks were brilliant. It seemed that handfuls of streamers were lit in the sky. The fireworks all over the sky illuminated the entire Lunjiang River and the faces of the two of them.

Lu Siyu seemed to suddenly understand why people like fireworks. Although they are so fleeting, they are so beautiful. It seems that everything is worthwhile only in the present moment.

The last carnival was finally over, the sky gradually calmed down, and the smoke and dust dispersed, Song Wen said: "It seems that the release is almost over, it's a bit cold outside, let's go in."

Lu Siyu nodded, and he walked into the corridor.

"Do you think Tan Shan is the murderer?" Song Wen suddenly asked Lu Siyu, and then he explained, "I...actually hope she is not. When I was in junior high school, there was a teacher who was very kind to me. Before the minor exams, she would call me to her office and give me a stack of white scratch paper. It was not an expensive gift, but every time I got the scratch paper, it seemed like I would pass the exam.”

It's just a stack of draft paper, Song Wen still remembers it clearly.

Teacher is a hard job, and there are many teachers who are working hard. He can tell that no matter what kind of grievances Tan Shan and Zhang Dongmei have, she is working hard to be a good teacher...

Lu Siyu hummed, wondering if he had listened to Song Wen's words, he lowered his head and suddenly let out a soft snort.

"What's wrong?" Song Wen asked him.

Lu Siyu looked up at Song Wendao: "I seem to be able to know who has been on the rooftop before."