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Wang Dachuan, the director of the government affairs department of Yuanci No. [-] Middle School, died violently on the street in mid-March.

People found his body in the early morning, and the sweeping lady was sweeping the southern street with a bamboo broom before dawn.At this time, the lady sweeping the floor uttered a scream, which woke up the residents and pets in this area early. People got up, opened the windows, and what they saw was shocking.The dried blood stretched from Tiantianpo to the gate of Yuan Chai No. [-] Middle School, a long stretch, obviously a trace of being dragged.At the end of the bloodstains was Wang Dachuan's broken body. He was lying on his back on the ground, his stomach was cut open, and his intestines were pulled out, forming a circle around the body, like a heart.

His eyes were wide open, and the eyeballs seemed to pop out of their sockets at any moment, his fingers were bent into sharp claws, his fingertips were worn out by something, and his hands were covered with coagulated blood clots.

The murderer was quickly caught. They were some young gangsters from Sky Village who were mercilessly expelled from school by Wang Dachuan when the spring semester started.They once had a quarrel in Wang Dachuan's office. A young man said viciously, "Why do you fire me? I pay you to come to class. I invite you to teach me. I can come to class whenever I want. Mom!" Can you manage it?Another boy went on to say, it's none of your business for me to beat him. If he scolds me, I'll just beat him. It's better to beat him half to death.Wang Dachuan blushed with anger, and said in front of me, I, son of a bitch, get out and don't come to my No. [-] Middle School.Look at your ugly face, I have endured you Wang Dachuan for a long time, cut off my slippers, and made me go home barefoot, you can, just wait.

Wang Dachuan didn't take the threats from the teenagers to heart. After a week or two, shortly after the next night's self-study, he came out of the parking lot and walked to the entrance of the corridor that was not very bright, when he was hit on the back of the head with a stick from behind. On the ground, he didn't pass out, but before he could react, a knife pierced the side of his waist and stirred viciously.The young gangsters packed the dying Wang Dachuan into a big sack and put it on the back seat of one of them's motorcycle. A large amount of blood seeped into the sack and gurgled onto the motorcycle and the ground.

Wang Dachuan died completely within a minute of the locomotive driving. He was wrapped in a sack and rolled from the back seat onto the main road, and another locomotive driving at high speed hit him.The owner of this locomotive was also one of the gang of juvenile gangsters. He lost a leg in this car accident, and Wang Dachuan was finally extinguished the last flame of life in this brutal atrocity.When he rolled down from the back seat of the young gangster's motorcycle, tears suddenly burst from his eyes, wetting his whole face, and murmured his last words, bitch, I will never let you go even if I am a ghost.No one heard Wang Dachuan's last words, perhaps only his tears, his blood, and the ubiquitous microorganisms floating in the air heard his last curse clearly.

When the young gangsters in Tiantian Village were arrested, they still showed no remorse. They raised their heads proudly and grinned ferociously at the corners of their mouths.The boy who stabbed Wang Dachuan said, regret it?Why regret it, you don't know how cool it is.Another said, what's so scary about going to jail? I knew it would happen, and I'm not afraid of the death penalty.Director Ou signaled a policeman to change the question, and then he walked out of the interrogation room, thinking, why are young people nowadays so distorted, speaking so easily, as if they just killed a cat, but even cats are Life.

When Director Ou walked to the door, he heard the police ask again, why did you do this?I mean why dig out his intestines and pose like that.

Oh, this, we just wanted to throw him at the door of No. [-] Middle School, but then there was a bit of wind. I think the wind is a bit evil. Anyway, after I blew the wind, I felt like I had sucked powder, and I was very energetic. Wanting to do something more exciting, I took the knife and cut open his stomach, but it wasn't me who made the heart shape.The boy said calmly.

Me too, me too, another boy rushed to say, I originally wanted to put a pentagram, but the intestines were not long enough, the triangles were ugly, and the squares were too monotonous.

The third boy nodded, so I made a heart shape, do you think it looks good?

When Director Ou came home, his son Ou Huiye was still playing games in the room. His wife brought a bowl of three fresh soup and shouted, Ou Huiye, it's time to eat.Immediately, Ou Huiye said.

His wife made a dish of stir-fried small intestines. Director Ou couldn't finish it, so he put down his chopsticks, "How do you make this dish?"

Ou Huiye picked up his chopsticks, "It's delicious."

Director Ou lost his appetite after only one bowl. He sat on the sofa and rubbed the roots.He saw Ou Huiye, who had eaten enough, come into the room again, so he called him, "Can't you read a book when you play games every day?"

"I'll go look in the room."

"Do you believe what you say?" Director Ou said, "By the way, do you know those criminals in Sky Village?"

"Those who killed Wang Dachuan?" Ou Huiye continued, "I know them, but I don't know them well. They're too bad to play with. Are they going to be sentenced to death?" Ou Huiye looked at his phone, it was already seven o'clock in the evening Yes, he picked up his schoolbag from the sofa, "I'm going to school."

"Wait a minute, I haven't had time to ask you," Ou Huiye's mother asked him while clearing the table, "What are you going to do in Class [-]? Don't you have a good time with Mo Shiguang and those children? Why don't you take the same class as them?"

"Class eight is better," he said nonsense, "it's a key class anyway, and the teacher in this class is good."

After Ou Huiye went downstairs, he met the bus. He walked up and sat in the last row.There are still very few people in the bus. After passing the square in front, the number of students will gradually increase, filling up the not spacious space.The moment the bus started, he tilted his head and inadvertently glanced at the high-rise residential building on the right, where Nan Yuan jumped from the highest point.

A waste of life, Ou Huiye thought sarcastically in his heart, such a person does not deserve his attention at all, there is still a possibility of being alive, and there is no hope for death.

When the bus stopped at the stop sign of the Bell and Drum Tower Square, He Yunjie and Xia Qianqian walked up together. They sat in two seats in front of Ou Huiye. Xia Qianqian greeted Ou Huiye, "Hi, idol."

"Hi, fan." Ou Huiye replied to her.

"Idol? What idol?" He Yunjie turned around and looked at Ou Huiye.

"Old Ye is my idol." Xia Qianqian said with a smile, "Yes, Lao Ye."

Ou Huiye tried his best not to show his dislike for He Yunjie, he clenched his fists secretly, but his face was calm, "Yes, the head of my fan club, do you want to sign?"

Xia Qianqian turned back and sat down, "I don't want to, your handwriting is ugly as hell."

When the car passed the slope leading to Xiaomiao Road, it stopped at the stop sign ten meters ahead. The end of the slope was directly opposite to the Jiangbin Garden Community where Su Weiyi and Mo Shiguang's family lived.Ou Huiye pressed the back of his neck, he didn't want to see Mo Shiguang, not at all, but he didn't want to see He Yunjie even more, but at this moment, the sissy He Yunjie was sitting peacefully in front of him, Chatting with Xia Qianqian beside her was very enjoyable.

Something was taking shape in Ou Huiye's mind, as if a storm was brewing.He never wronged himself, he would do everything possible to get rid of the things he hated and hated, let them disappear, and it would be best not to appear in front of him again.

The scenery outside the window kept changing. Passing the Second Yuanci Bridge, the wind blowing from the Liuwang River got into the crack of the car window, and then hit Ou Huiye's neckline. He smacked his lips and closed the car window tightly.

An Xiuwen also got into the car, and there was no room for him to sit, so he grabbed the back of the chair and stood beside He Yunjie.There were only three people getting on the bus at this stop, and the other one was a little girl who looked not much younger than An Xiuwen. She wore short braids and lay quietly on the pole behind the driver's seat. Also carrying a big schoolbag.

Xia Qianqian said, that loli is the one in the pink dress with the big schoolbag.He Yunjie said, what's wrong?You don't even let loli go?Xia Qianqian rolled her eyes and said in a low voice, get the hell out of me, that loli is Wang Dachuan's daughter, she is so pretty.He Yunjie stopped talking, he felt a little sad, he said in a low voice, how pitiful, only in sixth grade, right?

Throughout March, Yuanci No. [-] Middle School was in a kind of haze, and bad things happened one after another. A few days after Wang Dachuan's accident, another murder case occurred.It was a group fight between the boarding students of Yuanci No. [-] Middle School and the gangsters from other schools. Three people died, two students from No. [-] Middle School, and one was a gangster.They chose the venue on the riverside road under the newly built school building of the No. [-] Middle School, wielding sticks, knives, steel pipes, and stones, fighting each other.The next day, the school used the time when all the students were doing morning exercises to send people to the dormitory to confiscate the weapons hidden by the students.During the exercise, people saw a group of people coming out of the dormitory building with five big bags.