Li Shang kept hypnotizing himself, he must have thought too much.

But Jiang Futing's next question made him almost disintegrated with the same heavy blow as the corpse of the little girl in the back.

Jiang Futing asked softly, "Dean Li, what exactly is the so-called 'education'?" ”

Li Shang stood in the cold wind, his clothes as if they had been stripped naked, and he felt the biting bones of the cold in this early winter season.

- Transformation, through the upward movement into the following.

Jiang Futing saw in the "Book of Rites: Interpretation of the Scriptures" that the education of the rites is also slight, and its evil is also not formed.

Teach virtues, teach the people, and give courtesy to the people.

Putting it aside in the contemporary era means that people get certain results through the thoughts, actions, and actions of another person, and they will be inspired by going along with nature, and going against the grain will only lead to lessons.

Li Shang rubbed his hands coldly, diverting his discomfort and weakness that he had nowhere to place: "It's just that our hospital is targeting some naughty children, so that the teachers can spend more time and educate one-on-one." ”

"Oh, is it? So why didn't you mention it before? Jiang Futing's cold tone was a little more blaming.

Li Shang's mind was full of ways to find a way to take off all the responsibilities, and the more he smiled, the more the mask on his face had to fall down: "Didn't you ask too?" ”

Jiang Futing glanced at him, not interested in pursuing these inconsequential matters with him too much.

Under Li Shang's slightly nervous look, he walked more in the direction of the building, and after taking two steps, he paused, turned his head, and deliberately asked: "Dean Li, it's just an ordinary education, so if you understand it a little, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?" ”

"Not big, not big." How could Li Shang dare to talk nonsense in such an unclear situation, he pretended to cross Jiang Futing and lead the way.

Jiang Futing silently followed Li Shang, and the body in front of the building was carried away by the nearest hospital not long after the crime, and there was still a pool of fresh blood on the ground, which did not have time to seep into the ground.

As he passed, his gaze hastily swept over the mottled bloodstains.

A little girl who has not yet had time to grow up, and has not even had a chance to bud the world, and in the blink of an eye, only the puddle of blood on the ground remains.

Perhaps when he came out again, the blood stains had been swept away, and the corpse had been pulled to the crematorium like a commodity, burned to ashes.

What else could there be?

She's just an orphan, nothing, and no one will remember.

Jiang Futing dragged his slow steps and followed Li Shang to the second floor.

His front feet had barely stepped into the passage, and the heavy depression swept in from the front, so stuffy that he almost suffocated.

There is sunlight by the corridor window, but the sunlight does not make people feel the temperature in such an atmosphere.

On the other side of the passage are all rooms, and according to the signs that hang them, there are six rooms in total.

It's all an indoctrination room.

At the end of the 'room' is marked ...... And so on, all the way to the end.

Jiang Futing quickened his pace, passed by Li Shang's side, and chose a nearby room, even in this case, he still maintained his cultivation as much as possible, and asked: "I'm tired of opening the door." ”

Li Shang listened to his words, only felt that he was pretentious, hesitated for a moment, nodded anyway, took out the key in his pocket and opened the door.

With the crisp sound of unlocking, the door swayed to reveal a small gap.

Then the gap slowly widened under the impetus of the force.

The moment Jiang Futing entered, it was as if he had pried open a Pandora's box that had been buried deep in the soil.

All evil and filth poured out.

He held his breath, his steps light and slow, as if he was worried about disturbing something.

The furnishings in the room are quite simple, with a teacher's desk and chair, and a student's desk and chair.

The two tables and chairs were placed facing each other, not far away, just enough to look at each other, but what attracted Jiang Futing's attention was the bookcase next to the wall of the room.

In addition to the books stuffed full, there were also some ring rulers of different lengths, leather ropes and some electric shock items hanging on the bookcase.

Jiang Futing's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and in his mind, he kept playing the appearance of the girl standing on the roof of the building, swaying and dancing with her teeth and claws.

It's a pity that her minions haven't grown yet, and she has a void of power, and she can't hurt others, she can only destroy herself.

Li Shang noticed where his gaze had stayed, and the expression on his face became unnatural.

"This is also part of the upbringing?" He asked coldly.

Li Shang smiled: "There are always some disobedient, temperamental, and bullying people." Is there a filial son under the stick! This is also a last resort. ”

Jiang Futing guessed that he probably thought he didn't know the goods, opened the glass door, took out the electric baton placed on it, and played with it in his hand.

He asked lightly, "Do you still need this?"

The change on Li Shang's face flashed, and the smile was still on his face: "It's just to scare, it's not really useful."

Jiang Futing watched the electric baton up and down, left and right, he didn't know much about these things, and he couldn't see anything famous when he looked at it, so he had to put it back.

Is that all?

He wandered slowly through the simple and dreary room, with Li Shang following closely behind him.

Jiang Futing walked fast, he also walked fast, Jiang Futing walked a little slower, and he also slowed down.

The two of them each had the doubts in their hearts, and they were tentative, watching each other see how many pounds and taels each other had touched on their situation.

Just when Li Shang was smart and carefully kept his pace, Jiang Futing suddenly stopped.

He looked at the teacher's desk on his right, his fingertips rubbing it on it, there was a light layer of dust, and a layer of doubt floated in his heart.

Jiang Futing twisted his fingers and wiped off the dust: "Dean Li, you educate...... What is taught in general? ”

Li Shang stopped his steps and stood on Jiang Futing's side, his ability to speak brightly could finally be used in a dignified manner.

He changed his eyebrows and rat eyes just now, and said loudly: "Although the teachers in our orphanage are not as good as the orthodox schools, the spiritual supply that should be provided is indispensable."

Jiang Futing was half-bent, as if he was particularly interested in the table in front of him, he looked at it seriously, and listened to what the person next to him said indifferently.

Li Shang pretended to clear his throat: "In this life, you can never go to any higher education institutions, and you are so poor that you can't afford to pay gold and silver, it doesn't matter." Only virtue and courtesy! ”

When he said the last two words, he deliberately added a little bit of energy: "And our education -- of course, is based on the children's mental development and the basic survival ability to enter society."

Jiang Futing listened to his skillful official tone, as if he was listening to a joke, and did not hide the ridicule at the corner of his mouth.

Subsequently, he was in Li Shang and did not know deeply

Under Yi's gaze, he suddenly crouched down and explored the gap under the table. His sharp gaze wandered over the edge of the table legs, unusually sensitive to catch some clues.

Jiang Futing sneered suddenly, the breath coming out of his mouth was insignificant and elusive, and then, he stretched out his finger on the edge of the table leg, touching it carefully as if he was touching gold, and his mouth was unforgiving: "Dean Li, then your own virtue and etiquette, have you learned home?"

Li Shang immediately understood the sand shadow in his mouth, and said with a flamboyant tongue: "It's all nonsense when you don't get home, academic things are endless, they are constantly changing and developing!"

Jiang Futing didn't reply to him head-on, because the fingers that were still moving on the table leg just now were stopping at the edge of the 'clues'.

It was a few drops of some kind of liquid that splattered onto the dark brown leg

The original color of the liquid and the color of the exterior paint of the table are harmoniously reflected.

His eyes slowly darkened with the color of the object in front of him.

The liquid is unsurprisingly guessed that it must be bloodstains. The legs of the table were accidentally splashed, and there were only a few drops, and there were no other places, except for this corner, which was ignored and left a few drops.

It is impossible for a bloodstain to be such a sensitive thing that carelessly not wiped it clean, the only possibility is that the place of origin is a certain distance away from the table, a distance far enough to ignore the table.

Jiang Futing stood up suddenly, looked left and right, and kept retreating.

Li Shang didn't have his thin heart and observation, just empty suspicions.

He was shocked by Jiang Futing's strange behavior, thinking that the other party had seen something substantial.

But when he followed the gourd and swept away all the places that the other party had seen, he didn't find any clues, and then he followed back in a similar way.

The room wasn't too big, and when you retreated to the end, it was the corner opposite the teacher's desk.

Jiang Futing stood alone in the corner, he leaned on his waist and looked at a glance, taking in the whole room.

is obviously a broken corner, but he was forced to stand on the top of the mountain by his momentum, and he looked at the feeling of the common people.

Li Shang's heart began to become more uneasy, and he faintly felt that Jiang Futing must have noticed something.

For the first time, he had the urge to retreat: "The visit is also over, but it is just ordinary education, which is also our obligation as teachers and teachers...... I have a lot of things to deal with downstairs, so let's do it today. ”

Jiang Futing grinded his heels in his words.

He fell silent, only the rough "rustle" of the soles of his shoes, which broke the silence all the time.

It is indeed a bit far-fetched to conclude something based on those few drops of blood.

He needed to find a stronger proof, which could be the origin of the girl who jumped off the building to commit suicide just now, or it could be a part of Lu Changrong's growth and past, and it could also be a strong evidence of the tragic death of the little ghost at the old site.

Jiang Futing's feet were stunned, and he moved out of Bai Tang's dead face: "If you are busy, then go!"

Li Shangkou was about to relax and before he could spit it out, Jiang Futing said:

"I'll visit again, just find a teacher to lead the way."

Li Shang froze in place, and it was not easy to have a grudge in his heart.

Jiang Futing walked to the bookcase again, seemingly looking at the names on the spine, but in fact, he looked at the admonitions one by one, and if he looked closely, he would find that the ruler and belt had been used for a long time.