As soon as he came back to his senses, the verdant greenery came into view, and Fu Liangtao found himself in the school's platform garden.

The soft sunlight added a sense of blindness to everything around Fu Liangtao, and he couldn't see it in a daze. This time, Fu Liangtao's heart was no longer pressing, because Aze was already standing in front of him.

Aze still has a blue nose and swollen face, and there is still a little blood on the school uniform, but Aze's expression looks pretty good, and there is a distance from where Fu Liangtao is standing.

"Let's go denounce them! Go talk to Sir Liang! He'll help us." Fu Liangtao heard himself say this, and involuntarily approached Aze as he spoke.

"Useless. Teachers are also people. People only believe what they want to believe. The so-called truth is the side that people choose to believe." Aze said.

Fu Liangtao couldn't help but retort: "Doesn't it always say that the water is out of the blue? I'm sure all the truth will come to light, but we'll have to wait."

"Wait?" A sneering female voice came from behind Fu Liangtao, only to hear her continue with mockery, "Time has passed, and everything has settled." At the end, the words were mixed with inexplicable vicissitudes and sighs.

Fu Liangtao turned around suddenly, but saw Zhang Meili wearing a blood-red dress and a short black leather coat. She leaned on the stone table in a seductive posture, holding a cigarette between her right fingers, took a casual puff, and spit out a long smoke towards Fu Liangtao.

Just like Fu Liangtao is used to.

Zhang Meili replied with a nonchalant face: "Don't you know, if people are bad, they can only be bad to the end? The world will never give us a way out...... When the heat is over, who cares about the truth anymore? What is "falling out of the water", what is "getting snow from injustice"...... It's all, it's all Cantonese feature films."

With that, Zhang Meili's index finger tapped the cigarette lightly, and the ash fell with her movements, all of which disappeared into the dirt under her feet, and she could never be found again.

Whether it is the cold and cold touch under his arms, or the scorching sun above Fu Liangtao's head, it all reminds Fu Liangtao that he is in reality.

Most of the partitions in Hong Kong's public secondary schools are similar, because when Fu Liangtao sat at the stone table in the garden of the platform of Xu Jingjia's alma mater, a similar scene made Fu Liangtao involuntarily recall his dreams at night.

It was almost noon, Fu Liangtao stood up from the stone chair, gently patted the dust on the back of his pants, and said to Pang Jitong, "The preacher of the church should also come back now, let's go in!"

Fu Liangtao and Pang Jitong walked through the exit on the side of the podium garden to the corridor on the first floor of the school, and entered the auditorium at the end of the corridor to the minister's office in the basement of the auditorium.

The church's evangelists look relatively young and seem to be at odds with what Ms. Hsu describes.

As soon as the other party saw Fu Liangtao and Pang Ji on the same face, he asked lukewarmly, "Who are you?"

The preacher, Liang Zhuofei, was a 35-year-old woman who had only been in office for less than a year. I thought she was not familiar with the affairs of the church, but I heard her say that she was an old student of this school, and she had participated in the church for more than ten years before she arrived, so she knew a lot about the affairs of the church.

Hearing this, Fu Liangtao took out a photo of Xu Jingjia and Wu Yongxin (Ian), Liang Zhuofei obviously had an impression of both of them, only to hear her say in surprise, "What? Do the two of them know each other?"

Leung said she had known Hui Jingjia for many years, but she didn't know anything about why Hui Jingjia left the church. Liang Zhuofei only guessed, "Maybe Ah E's heart is not in these things! She came back after graduating with her associate's degree, but then we all thought she had changed. Rumors about her grew, and she hasn't been back since."

Hearing this, Fu Liangtao and Liang Zhuofei chatted a few words, and then ended the investigation.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Pang Jitong said, "This is the Christian church, right? Xu Jingjia is now returning to the Catholic Church, right? The two denominations are so different, if it weren't for Xu Jingjia's impure motives, I really can't think of a reason for Xu Jingjia to participate in the meetings of the current church."

After that, Pang Jitong pursed his lips disdainfully.

Pang Jitong saw that Fu Liangtao was noncommittal to his words, and said again: "Sir Tao, I'm not the only one who said this, didn't the preacher just now also say that Xu Jingjia's heart is not here? Moreover, among the electronic files checked out from Li Erren, there is a reading record sheet, which is a record of Xu Jingjia's reading of various picture books, including the theme of gold worship.

If Xu Jingjia didn't yearn for these things, how could she prefer these themes?"

"So in your eyes, does everyone who likes to watch "The Silence of the Lambs" have the potential to become a serial murderer? Longing for human flesh?" Fu Liangtao replied coldly.

Pang Ji was stunned and stared at Fu Liangtao with his mouth open.

Fu Liangtao then said, "Regardless of whether the preacher's opinion is influenced by rumors, it seems to me that Xu Jingjia never read these pictures and picture books for the sake of hobby.

Xu Jingjia is a picture book writer, and the picture books she draws are not just children's picture books. But she is an extremely happy person, she is different from you and me, she can already see different people in life and investigation work, and can clearly see the dark side of the world. Without the online harassment, I think it would be difficult for Xu Jingjia to draw a fairy tale that would interest children."

Pang Jitong was stunned when he heard this, unable to keep up with Fu Liangtao's thinking.

Fu Liangtao then asked, "After investigating Xu Jingjia's network, what do you think is the difference between Xu Jingjia and her friends?"

Pang Jitong recalled the results of the investigation since this time, and as far as he knew, Xu Jingjia's parents were both complete and loved her very much. Even though her family is not wealthy, she lacks nothing, and her family does not whisper to her because she can't work normally, almost what she wants, and her parents will give it to her to the best of their ability.

As for Xu Jingjia's friends......

Zita's parents divorced when she was in middle school, and since then she has followed her father back to Hong Kong, living separately from her mother and brother, who has always been very good.

Nina's father died young, and she began to share the family's expenses at an early age.

Fion left his family after graduating from high school for some reason, and he needs to bear the daily expenses of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Zhou Muqing's mother was very strict with her tutoring and had a strong desire to manipulate, and would do something to her if she didn't agree.

Xu Ningzhi not only needs to take care of the family, but also tries his best to support his mother's embroidery shop.

……

Fu Liangtao looked at Pang Jitong and said again, "Xu Jingjia lacks experience that matches her age. However, compared to the picture book scripts found by Li Erren, you should be able to find that the published picture books are less immature and ignorant than before.

That is Xu Jingjia looking at the world in the eyes of others through the eyes of different stories and different authors. If it was purely a hobby, she could only read the works that interest her, and there was no need to analyze the parts of the work that were worth learning."

Hearing this, Pang Jitong was still unconvinced, but he couldn't think of anything to refute.

Pang Jitong remembered the purpose of this visit to Xu Jingjia's alma mater, so he couldn't help asking, "Sir Tao, aren't we here this time to confirm whether Ian is a prisoner?" Why don't you even look at the church's roll call records?"

"No, Ian is not one of the prisoners." Fu Liangtao said with certainty. "But it's no coincidence that he's here."

Fu Liangtao was about to explain, when he heard a voice stop them from behind: "Pang sir."