When the head teacher said this, he looked at the students present, his gaze was sharp and straightforward, and no one dared to look directly at him, and no one dared to argue or explain anything.

There was an eerie silence in the classroom, and after the silence had passed, the head teacher spoke again.

"Well, no one spoke, which means that you acquiesced to my analysis.

Well, the truth is obvious, the one who killed my daughter is among you.

If you are legally negligent in causing death, I believe you did it unintentionally.

So next, are you thinking, I will say, who did this, stand up, rest assured, I won't be too difficult for you. You didn't mean it, and I'll forgive you.

Hehe, what a beautiful sentence, if I were a murderer, after hearing this sentence, I would definitely be moved to tears, and stand up on the spot and admit my mistake.

It's a pity that I won't say this solemnly, because I'm not a saint, I'm just an ordinary person, and I'm still the kind of ordinary people with a more corrupt character.

So, if the murderer comes forward now, I will not hesitate to rush over and strangle you to death.

I advise you not to admit it.

It seems paradoxical that I want to know who the murderer is, but I don't want you to admit it.

Why should I allow myself to be so conflicted?

Because, even if I find the murderer now, I can't bring my precious daughter back to life.

Because, even if I find out the murderer now. I can't avenge my daughter on the spot. With so many people killing people, I'm going to go to jail, I don't want to go to jail.

Because, even if I find the murderer now, I will not be able to see the murderer get the punishment he deserves. No one in this room is over eighteen years old. Minors, the punishment for breaking the law is relatively light, and you still cause death by negligence, even if it goes to court, in the end, it is only your parents who pay for your mistakes.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't make any sense for me to find out the real culprit now. Because the murderer will not really recognize his mistake. And with the punishment he deserves.

The law can't punish you, so I'll have to do it myself.

I thought about it all night, and I was going to devise a set of punishments for my daughter's killers. But here today. See you guys perform. I changed my mind.

You kids who are just starting high school. You are in the stage of forming your outlook on life and values, and a small thing may affect your attitude towards people and things in the next few decades, let alone this kind of big thing that kills people. I can't let you see the murderer alive and well after being punished by the law. That would be very detrimental to your future growth.

Therefore, I want each and every one of you to participate in my search for the real culprit, and I hope that you will take the initiative to help me punish the murderer.

Well, after all this time, students, do you know why I resigned?

Because only I'm not a teacher anymore can I really give you a good last lesson.

Because only I am no longer a teacher, can I better guide you in the future life path.

Because ......"

"Because of your uncle, guide your whole family!"

The head teacher's words continued, but some people couldn't stand it anymore, Shi Da Longteng stood up and yelled at the head teacher: "What are you doing?" What does your own daughter's death have to do with us? What the hell are you trying to do here!"

I have to say that Shi Dalong's courage is really big.

The head teacher was obviously overly sad and psychologically distorted, and Shi Dalong even scolded the other party without scruples. This is true of Helmond Defiel's fear theorem, when fear comes, 80% of people wince, 10% get angry, and 10% get excited.

Shi Dalong is the angry group, while another classmate, Chen Geng, is the excited person.

Chen Geng also stood up, looked at the head teacher, and said in a slightly playful tone: "Teacher Huang, cough cough, I will call you teacher one last time." I understand what you just said. But I'd like to ask you, are you sure you want to play a game of cat and mouse with our class?"

Chen Geng's words were obviously more meaningful than Shi Dalong's roar.

I saw the head teacher, Mr. Huang, smile lightly, nodded and said, "Cat and mouse, well, this metaphor is a good one." Chen Geng, who do you think is a mouse and who is a cat?"

"Of course you're a cat, we're mice. ”

"No, I'm a cat, you're a cat too, and only the murderer of my daughter is a mouse. We cats should catch the mice together. Let's start the first step of catching mice.

You students know best what the people around you have done, so I think some of you have guessed in your heart who killed my daughter. I'm giving all of you a week to find out who you think is most likely to be the murderer, write the name of the murderer on a piece of paper, and take the list you wrote to me next week by the river to the west side of the school.

You can choose to come or not. Whoever comes, I will remember your name and will give you what you want most. If you don't come, I will remember your name, and I will give you parents the same thing they want most.

Okay, the game is on, let's get moving. ”

After speaking, the head teacher smiled and waved at all the students, turned his head and walked out. When he reached the door of the classroom, he suddenly stopped again, turned back and said, "If no one comes." Then I'm sorry, everyone in the class will be punished. ”

"Jingle Bell Bell ......"

The crisp bell of the end of class covered the words of the head teacher, and he left the classroom with the rhythm of the end bell, leaving only a room full of stunned students.

I don't know how long it has been, Shi Dalong, who was standing in his seat, slapped the table suddenly, shouted "***", and then sat down again.

Shi Dalong's curse brought the whole class back to their senses.

At first, everyone just looked at each other, then whispered in groups, and then it became a heated discussion about what the head teacher had just said.

What to discuss?

It's nothing more than to ignore the words of the head teacher.

On the surface, everyone said that they didn't need to pay attention to it, because the head teacher was obviously a little mentally abnormal because of his daughter's death, who would care about a neurotic word.

However, if there were outsiders here, they would definitely be able to see that the whole class, no matter who it was, had a hint of fear in their eyes. (To be continued.) )