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After being busy with Liu Wenxuan's case for a long time, Qiu Tian was forcibly sent home by Xu Youchu to rest for a day: "The body is the capital of the revolution, how can you do this?!" ”

Qiu Tian, who was always ignored in the unit, let out a slow "oh". He is the kind of person who seems to be non-aggressive, docile as a sheep, if Xu Youchu hadn't taken care of him a few times occasionally, I am afraid that he would have been bullied into a handyman a long time ago.

It's just such a person who became a policeman.

Qiu Tian changed out of his police uniform, put on a black jacket, and walked out of the police station with a bag on his back.

He didn't take a taxi, but walked step by step along the map in his head, and everything seemed to be imprinted in his heart. He walked for forty minutes to a dilapidated old neighborhood, with all kinds of small advertisements plastered on both sides of the wall, and retired aunts and uncles sitting scattered at the gate, shaking fans and drinking tea.

"Ah Tian, are you back, you got off work so early today?"

"Yes, tomorrow, you can...... Take a day off. "If he speaks slowly enough, his stuttering is not noticeable.

"Is your mom okay?"

"It's okay." Qiu Tian replied.

Walking to the fourth floor, he stopped in front of the iron door with the crooked Fu character pasted, he originally wanted to knock on the door, but after thinking about it, he took out the key and opened the door.

On the balcony sat an old woman, happy with her eyebrows and eyes. Qiu Tian said, "Mom, where is Aunt Wang?" ”

"She's gone grocery shopping." Qiu Tian's mother, who used to be a people's teacher, is now retired. When I got older, I had problems with my legs and feet, and because it was an old community, it was not convenient to go out, so I was active at home all day long.

"Look at you, your back should be straight when you walk."

Qiu Tian nodded. He was disciplined very strictly as a child, perhaps because of this, he had a submissive attitude towards many things.

After returning to the room, he turned on the computer, and there was a page of Desireless Space, and after a few random pages, he opened the chat history with the moderator, which had a link he had sent before.

It's a dark web where he doesn't have permission to just see some videos of the gray area that aren't very ethical. The website was encrypted layer by layer, but fortunately he cracked the first and second layers, which allowed him to witness more videos. He found the site to be unusual, and in any case, there must be something criminal hidden in it.

The room with the highest privileges needs to be reviewed before it can be entered, but the security level is much higher, and even he can't break through it for a while.

The domain names of the websites are all overseas, which is very difficult to trace.

He searched with the keyword "three middle", and suddenly nearly 100 videos popped up, and he started with the most clicks. But soon his face turned pale, because this video remembers a naked school bullying, and the person in charge can't see his face, only his voice.

The camera focuses on the bullied man, a white boy who has been kicked to the ground. The bully let out a shrill laugh and asked the person to kneel.

"Sissy! you! ”

After so many years, the third middle school is still the same as before. This school, which is known for its high pressure and admission rate, has unimaginable cruelty in private, and these teenagers who are locked up here have nowhere to release their soaring hormones, and they can always find the most suitable "prey".

Qiu Tian frowned and looked at it for a while, he clicked the button of the higher authority "room" on the side, which vaguely revealed the conditions for joining: if you want to enter, you need to improve the "better" video. He sighed and looked to the side, where there was a jar of hand-folded stars.

When the jar was opened, it was clear that the "stars" were all handmade from an old age. As usual, he counted them one by one, and there were ninety-nine in all, all the stars were blue, and only one was white.

Qiu Tian opened the one, and it was written in immature font: Teacher Zhou, thank you for teaching me the value of bravery.

These stars were meant to be given away.

Time passed, and everything he had experienced still appeared in front of him as if it were yesterday.

"Qiu Tian, please leave your homework for today again!" A few giggling boys at the desk casually slapped the "little glasses" that were immersed in hard reading.

"Little Glasses" helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "But there is a lot of homework today...... I can't finish it myself. ”

The male student "cut" and said, "You won't?" Looking for a cut? ”

In front of the sandbag-sized fist, Qiu Tian closed his mouth. He is a typical example of "advanced education", who can read a thousand words at the age of three, and shows his amazing talent prematurely. Since elementary school, he has skipped grades all the way, which has also made him go to secondary school two years earlier than the average child.

The noisy students were gone, and Qiu Tian was left alone in the classroom. When he finished his homework, he took the stack next to him and copied it resignedly.

Unconsciously the sky is getting dark: "Huh? Why are there still students? ”

Qiu Tian raised his head and saw that it was the new teacher, Mr. Zhou, who had only joined the work this year. She has long black hair and a soft tone, and many students like her.

"I'll go back right away." Qiu Tian packed his schoolbag.

Teacher Zhou walked over: "Who are these assignments?" "She has a strange magic that makes people involuntarily soften by her gentleness. Qiu Tian was keenly aware that although all the teachers had a good attitude towards him, Teacher Zhou was not the same among them, she did not look up to him by his grades, and looked at him like a little sheep who had strayed into a wolf pack.

"It's mine."

Zhou Zhou Liu flipped through the exercise book and the textbook on the side, and on Qiu Tian's book, there were many unsightly swear words, all of which were insulting to Qiu Tian.

She looked at him like water.

Qiu Tian was precocious, but not enough to see what she was thinking, and he didn't know why she showed up at school so late. "Then I'll go back first......"

"None of these workbooks have your name on them." Teacher Zhou touched his head, "I said a long time ago that the teachers in the office unanimously reported that several homework books in your class were exactly the same. ”

Qiu Tian was silent.

"You're a smart kid and you don't think of deliberately getting a few questions wrong to confuse. You want to get rid of them this way, do you? Why don't you just say it? ”

"My mom doesn't want me to cause trouble at school."

"Is she very strict with you?"

"Yes......" Qiu Tian hesitated, "She's also a teacher." ”

Teacher Zhou let out an "oh", "Are you going to go on like this forever?" ”

"Actually, it's nothing," Qiu Tian pushed his eyes in an old fashion, "It's just a bit time-consuming." ”

"No, no, no, it can't be like this. You know, people live this life," her tone was brisk, "the value is different." ”

Many years have passed, and Qiu Tian still remembers Mr. Zhou's words that evening. After that, he didn't have much impulse to go to those boys to fight, which was not his way of solving it.

What he did was to skip another level.

When Qiu Tian moved the classroom, Teacher Zhou came again, and she gave him a notebook: "Student Qiu, you bypassed the problem, very ingenious. But there will always be times when you can't get around, and don't forget to be brave at that time. ”

Then the teacher, who had just been in the school for half a year, resigned and disappeared. This is a job that many people want to squeeze into, and as long as there are no major mistakes after entering, you can see a stable and peaceful old age at a glance. So a quiet little teacher, just left.

Later, Qiu Tian used this notebook to write a diary.

It's a diary, it's more like a daily planner. Because his mother would look through everything he had, he no longer recorded any of his feelings on paper.

When he was fourteen years old, he said he wanted a computer to study, and it didn't take long for his mother to buy one for him.

During the Chinese New Year that year, my mother didn't buy any new clothes.

He didn't really stutter, it was because there were too few people to talk to, and he never had friends of the same age around him. Later, with the computer, he gradually stopped talking.

When he grew up and chose a major, his mother wanted him to go to the top school, Qiu Tian finally shook his head boldly. He insisted on attending the police academy.

The score line of the police academy was a waste for Qiu Tian, so his mother quarreled with him and smashed all the bowls in the family on the ground, "I have worked so hard to cultivate you, you are really unfilial!" ”

Qiu Tian slammed the door shut, deaf to him.

He's been bullied, and he knows what it's like. If it's a life that only lives once, make it more valuable.

Qiu Tian folded the stars again, and clicked them into a system library, on which was the record system of missing persons. He typed three words, and a corresponding file popped up:

Zhou Zhouliu, who graduated from secondary school and was assigned to Yanguang No. 3 Middle School as a teacher, disappeared in July 2004. There are several names written in the kinship above, and the first one is Li Nan.

Qiu Tian already knew a lot about this file, but there were too many questions in it that he couldn't figure out. In desperation, he tried to use "Monday Willow" as a keyword and searched on the dark web.

No results are displayed.

He switched to his acronym, and what he never expected was that a bunch of videos popped up, but most of these videos had only single digit views, and some even had only one or two views.

The production of the video is very rough and simple, most of them are black with some white words, and there is no sound:

- Z, we can meet again.

- Z, there is a small mole under the ear on the left side of the face, covered by hair.

- Z, headache, always having a headache.

- Drop.

Qiu Tian's Diary

Wake up at 6:30 a.m.

Wash up at 6:40 a.m.

Morning reading begins at 6:45 a.m.

Breakfast at 7:30 a.m.

Leave school at 7:50 a.m.

School ends at 10:30 p.m.

Write homework at 10:45 p.m.

Go to bed at 01:00 a.m.