The class teacher asked the class to guess how he got his income during the period when he was unemployed.

Normally, this is an interaction between teachers and students, but in such a strange atmosphere, who would dare to interact with him.

Seeing that no one spoke, the head teacher smiled slightly and said to himself: "I'm not afraid to tell you, my source of income during that time was manuscript fees, and I made money by writing serialized novels in newspapers." If any of you could find the Metropolis Evening Newspaper fifteen years ago, you might be able to read what I wrote. It was a suspenseful little story that I came up with when I read books like Sherlock Holmes.

The manuscript fee supported all the expenses I spent while caring for my seriously ill mother. When my mother died, I was finally completely liberated and could really start my own life.

I went to the same elementary school where I had been laid off again to apply for a job, and I thought I would be able to get a job easily, but I ran into another problem.

The teacher's college I used to attend was dismantled and merged that year, and the graduation certificate in my hand became a piece of waste paper, and no one recognized it.

Life is so dramatic, my parents did everything they could to get this paper diploma for me, and when they both went to the ground, the paper diploma went with them.

I didn't have a diploma and had to start from scratch if I wanted to find a job. So, I went to take the exam for my teaching certificate, and luckily I passed it in one go, and I still got a high school education qualification.

That's when I came to this school as a teacher.

I have a job and a place to live. No one drags me down or restricts me anymore, and if I had lived with this mentality, I probably wouldn't have had more trouble later. It's a pity that I'm not used to living alone, so I embarked on a path that everyone must take, getting married.

Aren't you wondering what kind of woman would be blind to marry someone like me, hehe, indeed, when I first looked for a partner. I really didn't run into a blind one. Go on a blind date. See one yellow one. Eventually, I almost gave up. But at that moment, a woman appeared in front of me.

Guess who she is.

Hehe, you can't guess. My last blind date. It turned out to be the child who was pregnant with me back then. The girl who beat me up with relatives and friends and changed my life.

After that incident at the teacher's college, she dropped out. I just heard that she went to study in another place, and I didn't know anything else.

Unexpectedly, after many years, the two of us, who are also far away from home, met here again, and I have to sigh that the world is really small.

Maybe this was fate, and later, we got married.

She literally bore me a child, a daughter, you've all seen it. She looks like her, she's beautiful, and she's smart. I named my daughter Wanru, gentle and moving, like a flower like jade.

In this way, I have a happy family, and I fully understand the feelings of my parents when they raised me. It can be said that since I had a daughter, my life has entered a bright road.

But the good times didn't last long, and gradually, I found out that something was wrong with your wife. She often left early and returned late, sometimes even staying home all night, and this situation became more and more serious when the children were older. For this matter, I have quarreled with your wife a lot, and the most fierce quarrel was when she turned over the old things from her time in the teacher college a few years ago and brought it up again, and I slapped her in a fit of anger.

Your wife slammed the door on the spot and left, and the next day, she brought her own family with her, the same group of people who beat me a few years ago.

This time, they didn't beat me, they just forced me to kneel on the washboard in the snow and ice all night.

After that night, I will never ask if you want to do anything.

I just asked her, and she didn't care about me and the children anymore, and our relationship between husband and wife existed in name only.

I don't know how long this state lasted, maybe several years, but suddenly one day in the middle of the night, your wife came home. She was very drunk that day, and as soon as she got home, she went to sleep, slept for a day and a night, and when I came home from work the next night and went to see her again, I found that she had a high fever.

I didn't think anything about it at the time, and quickly sent her to the hospital, to be honest, I was already benevolent and righteous to be able to send her to the hospital, and there was no reason to accompany her or anything, but I still stayed in the hospital to accompany her.

As a result, instead of her recovery, I was accompanied by a doctor's examination report. The doctor said that your wife was infected with HIV.

Do you know HIV, in layman's terms, AIDS?

She had AIDS!

So isn't it obvious what she's been doing out there all these years?

As soon as I got this result, I left the hospital, vowing never to see the woman again and never let my daughter touch her again.

It's a pity that oaths and everything are used to break.

A few days after I left the hospital, I was dragged from school to the hospital by your mother's family, and I was forced to take care of her there.

Well, since they were so insistent, I reluctantly took care of the woman.

Under my care, your wife hardly experienced much pain, and soon went to another world peacefully.

In this way, my life entered another turning point, and only my daughter and I were left to rely on each other.

In the days that followed, the only thing I thought about when I woke up every day was to work hard to give my daughter Wanru a bright future, and at the same time educate her to be a good person, not like me, not like her mother.

I'm not afraid to tell you that in fact, the methods I learned from others to educate students have been used not only by you, but also by my daughter. I feel that the effect is not bad, and Wanru is also very obedient when she is usually good.

She is in her second year of junior high school this year, and she is in the middle school of our school, and her academic performance is good. The teacher's evaluation of her was also very good.

Such a good daughter, I can't find it with a lantern, as long as she is there, I will be full of motivation every day.

But now, my motivation is gone.

Three days ago, I took Wanru to school, and after class at noon, I went to eat with her. As a result, she didn't show up at the location we had agreed on. I called Wanru's homeroom teacher, and the teacher said that Wanru hadn't returned to the classroom after the morning recess. He thought I had called Wanru away. Because in the past, I would often call Wanru to my office to make up for her.

But that day, I didn't call Wanru away in advance, so where did Wanru go?

I searched the school but couldn't find my daughter. Until the afternoon class. I mobilized all the teachers I knew to look for it. Only then did I find Wanru's schoolbag next to the river to the west of the school.

There was only a bag and no one there, and it was still on the riverside where students drowned all year round, so I didn't dare to think about it.

But just because you don't want to do it doesn't mean it hasn't happened.

The school's dean of education called the police. The police brought in a search and rescue team and searched the river for an afternoon, eventually finding Wanru's shirt in the river a kilometer downstream.

Now is the beginning of spring, the river is calm on the surface, but in fact, the underwater undercurrent is continuous, the police said that there is no point in looking for it any longer, let me mourn and change.

I want to ask all the students, my daughter who depends on me fell into the river, and the only motivation in my life is gone.

The answer, of course, is no!

Wanru how could she run to the river, I have taught her not to go to dangerous places since I was a child, someone must have tricked her into going there. Well, even if someone tricks Wanru into going to the river, it's nothing, and the river can't take the initiative to eat people. But Wanru fell into the river.

She jumped off on her own?

When pigs fly!

Then there is only one explanation, which is that someone pushed Wanru into the river.

For the past three days, I've been wondering who will push Wanru into the river. When I couldn't figure it out, I took out what Wanru left behind and looked at it. As a result, I really found a little clue.

I found two small things in Wanru's schoolbag and blouse. It was about the size of a thumb fingernail, a trumpet-shaped plastic casing. I do, and I'm sure all of you will recognize it when they see it. Because that's your spring uniform. It is the barrier on the top of the sweatshirt and school uniform, which is used to tie the cord strap of the hat tightly and prevent the cord from falling off. ”

When the head teacher said this, he suddenly paused and looked at everyone present with playful eyes.

But everyone who was swept by his gaze all subconsciously raised their hands to hold the small object hanging from the chest of their school uniform, as if they were afraid that their things were not there, making the head teacher suspect that they had done something bad.

After a long time, the head teacher had seen enough, put away his gaze, and said with a chuckle: "The two things I found are only on the uniforms of the students in the high school, and I am sure that Wanru couldn't touch these things before." So why did they end up in Wanru's schoolbag and clothes pockets? I can think of only one explanation, and that is that the person who pushed Wanru down the river was one or two students from the high school! Who among you killed Wanru!"

When the last sentence was spoken, the head teacher's voice suddenly increased, and the sharp shout formed a strong contrast with the self-talk he had when he told his story before, which frightened all the students in the class to tremble, and even one student fell directly from the chair to the ground.

The head teacher took a step, slowly walked to the student who had fallen, gently helped him to sit up, and then raised his head and returned to his previous smile.

"I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, I was quite emotional just now, and I scared you. However, what I said was definitely not said by a hot-headed.

Someone pushed my daughter into the river, and it's a vendetta case.

From the clues left by my daughter before she died, it can be judged that the murderer was a student in the high school of the school.

I can't think of anyone else who has an opinion about me in the high school other than everyone here.

Shi Dalong, I confiscated three of your novels in the last semester, and the third time, I called your parents and asked him to come to the school to report on your studies. Then I heard that you went home and got beaten and didn't dare sit on a wooden bench for a whole week.

Chen Geng, you were caught by the grade director when you were late for the national flag raising last Monday, and 20 quantitative points were deducted from the class, and I punished you for standing under the flagpole of the school flag for a week, and you were embarrassed in front of the whole school teachers and students.

Yu Guangzhen, a month ago, you fabricated your parents' signatures to ask me for leave, saying that you were sick and needed to go to the hospital for an intravenous drip, but later I found out that you went to an off-campus Internet café to play games. I called your father about it and punished you for standing outside the classroom.

Yan is right and wrong, I caught you sleeping in class last Wednesday, I walked around the classroom twice with your ears in my hands, and punished you for standing in class for a week.

Well, it's all recently, let's go a little further.

Ju Yanli, likes to eat snacks, and often eats during class hours. Since the beginning of high school, I have fined you for this matter, and now I have fined you a total of 320 yuan. And for two years, once I found a snack in your desk, I would ask you to stand on the podium and eat it in front of the whole class.

Zhang Haiyang, in the first semester of my junior year of high school, I had a fight with my neighboring classmates, and I reported to the school leaders and asked for you to be expelled. As a result, your father paid me to have a meal with a few school leaders, and stuffed a red envelope for each of us so that you could stay in school.

There are also Li Zhen, Gong Xinchen, Hu Guang, etc., etc., I can list more than 20 students who have hatred for me in their hearts.

Of course, just because you have hatred doesn't mean you're going to really take revenge on me, maybe you're just thinking about it in your heart, and even trying to find someone outside the school to cover my head and beat me up one night.

But it is unrealistic to elevate this hatred to the level of murder, or to transfer the hatred to my family, and to murder them. You don't have the mind, you don't have the guts.

I thought about it for a while, and finally found the most reasonable explanation for you.

You hate me, but you can't do anything about me as a teacher, so you find my daughter Wanru and want to talk to her or scare her, so that she can say a few kind words in front of me or let me ignore your words. So you made a private appointment with Wanru to meet by the river to the west of the school.

You have stated your purpose, but my daughter did not do what you asked, soft and hard, and you threatened her to push her into the river if she did not obey.

As a result, there was an accident in the middle, and you didn't want to push her down the river, but you accidentally caused her to fall into the water.

Something happened, you were scared, you fled on the spot, and you didn't dare to tell anyone about it.

In the end, my daughter drowned in such an unknown way.

Ahem, I'm not wrong about that, right?"

(To be continued.) )