When Sister Mary came out of this classroom, she told us that she got several useful clues. Then Wang Mai also walked out of the classroom. Looking into the distance, Wang Mai ignored us, and went straight to the distance by himself. At this moment, the last class is about to end. Looking at Wang Mai's back, I felt very uncomfortable, but there was nothing I could do.
We can help Wang Mai for a while, but we cannot help him for a lifetime. Moreover, with years of accumulation, Wang Mai has become like this. Can he live well in the future
Sister Mary looked at Wang Mai, turned around and said to us: "Abstractism, to be precise, is the painting style of Mark Rothko in the period of constructivism, which expresses the cognition of minimalism in the heart, which shows that a person The inner split and impulsiveness, I think, he closed his heart like this, there is a precursor of schizophrenia... "
Gu Chen waved his hand and said, "I'm talking about Mary, don't tell me what we don't understand, just tell me what useful information you know."
Mary leaned against the wall and said to us: "If you want to understand a person's heart, you must first know what he likes to do. He has nothing in common with you, but when I say the name Mark Rothko, he Just told me everything. This Wang Mai got sick when he was young, and his family didn’t have much money, so he just put it off.”
We, too, leaned against the wall, listening to Mary's narration.
Mary continued: "The fever did go away after that, but there was a problem of being unable to hear someone's speech clearly. The family didn't pay attention to it. He said it himself. Later, he asked the doctor quietly, if it was in the beginning. If it is actively treated, there is still a chance to be cured, but now, it is impossible."
Mary looked at me and said, "His hearing is not very good, and he has to be face to face to be able to hear clearly. In fact, he is not born with a stutter, but he has a hearing problem, and his speech is somewhat slurred, but every time he speaks Every now and then, children would come and laugh at him, and over time, every time he opened his mouth, he was very afraid of others laughing at him, but the more he stopped talking, the worse his stuttering became."
"It's been seven or eight years, and it's become like this now." Mary sighed heavily, and said, "Let's not talk about this, I got two most important pieces of news. The first point, one is to bully him together Who else is there. From his mouth, I clearly understand that more than half of the classmates have bullied him, but most of them follow suit."
I nodded and said, "Well, I know this too. When you meet a classmate who doesn't fight back when you hit him or scold you, it's like a trash can for a classmate to vent his emotions."
Sister Mary said: "We will not say anything about these students. They are either trying to vent their evil thoughts in their hearts, or they are just following the trend, but there are a few students who are the masterminds. These people include Liang Zhengyu from Class 1 of the fourth grade, and some of them are from the fifth grade. Guo Li from Class 2, Li Jun from Class 1, Grade 2, and Yang Ting from Class 1, Grade 2."
Sister Mary stretched out four fingers and said, "These are the four people who often take the lead in bullying him."
Gu Chen frowned, tapped the wall lightly, and said, "These four people are not from the same class, or even from the same grade. How did these people get together? And the two How can a student in the fourth grade bully a student in the fourth grade?"
I said: "Humans are social animals. Even animals know that collective power is powerful. A second-grade student may not be able to bully a fourth-grade student. The question is, how do these people come together? People’s names sound both male and female, and there’s a wide range of ages, and that’s the point.”
Sister Mary went on to say: "I also raised the same question, but Wang Mai didn't know how they got together, but from what Wang Mai said, these people usually like to bully others in the class. And after a long time They got to know each other, they seem to have set up some kind of group together, and then recognized one person as their boss."
Speaking of this, Sister Mary frowned, and said: "These people usually fight against the teacher, go out to fight and bully others. No one dares to bully these people in the class, and there are even dogs who serve these people in front of the horse and help them. They buy things, hand them love letters and stuff."
Gu Chen snorted, and said, "I formed a clique at a young age."
Mary said: "Children nowadays are very precocious, and they are so much taller than you at that time. When Wang Mai was bullied by these people, he also heard the comments from these people. Although these people mix together every day Fight, but Wang Mai never knows who the boss above them is, that boss has always been a dragon and a dragon."
I gently rubbed my temples, and said slowly; "I don't know who this person is, it's so mysterious."
"No matter how mysterious he is, he is still a primary school student." Gu Chen said, "Now that Li Jun is dead and Liang Zhengyu is dead, there are still two people, one is Guo Li and the other is Yang Ting."
"Let's go." I said to the two people: "It's been so long, the principal must have sorted out all the materials."
Gu Chen called the principal, and we went to the office. The principal led us to the office and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I've sorted it out a long time ago. I just knew that you were investigating just now, so I didn't bother you."
After receiving the information, it turns out that the headmaster has drawn circles on everything I gave him before.
I flipped through the pages one by one, and at the same time said to Guchen Marie next to me: "The primary school students in the painting circle are the thorns in the class, and the parents in the painting circle are all relatively well-educated, and their jobs are relatively decent."
With that said, I went to read the information on it.
There are not many people circled on each page, but the names of those four people are circled with red pens. I said to the principal: "It's a bit late now, and school is over at noon. In the afternoon, you put this Two students came to me."
I am referring to Guo Li and Yang Ting.
The principal nodded.
I continued to look at the rest of the materials, and there were a few people in the red circle, from any class.
"There are also people in this circle. Let's make an appointment this afternoon. Let's talk one by one." I said.
The principal said: "Okay, I have arranged all these things."
I continued to look at the materials, looking for useful information in these materials.
There are actually not many parents trapped, but I roughly estimated that there are about a dozen of them, all of whom are in line with the candidates in my mind. These people are all in their thirties, have relatively high education, and have better jobs than others, but they are also considered low-income groups compared to those in Dongxing City.
I said, "These classmates will help me find them this afternoon."
"Gu Chen." I pointed to these people and said, "Tell Uncle Chen, check the information of these people. If this person really has a grudge against Taishan Primary School, his child may have been bullied. Especially this several."
As I said that, I pointed to the three parents. Corresponding to the left of the three parents were three children who had transferred schools, two boys and one girl. The parents of these three children are all those with relatively high academic qualifications, and these three children have all transferred schools. Could it be because of being bullied that they transferred schools? It is very likely.
After transferring to another school, the child's parents were so angry that they committed murder. The motive for this murder was quite reasonable. I think, except for Wang Mai's parents who are timid and fearful and swallow their anger, the rest of the parents may want to kill at the first reaction when they see such scars on their children.
Gu Chen called Chen Bo, and on the phone, Gu Chen told Chen Bo the information of these three people. And Uncle Chen is still investigating the matter of the hook and line, and there is still nothing to gain at the moment. Judging from the news from Uncle Chen, starting from this aspect, there should be nothing to find.
I took the phone and said to Uncle Chen: "Uncle Chen, the fishing line may not be successful as a breakthrough point. You send a small group of people to investigate, and we don't miss any chance to catch the murderer." But, you are now going to investigate the information of these three people, especially what school their children are currently in."
Uncle Chen said, "No problem, I'll investigate now, did the murderer call you later?"
I said, "No, but I think it's coming soon. It's just that we have already investigated who the murderer might want to kill. I think it will be very difficult for the murderer to do it again."
Uncle Chen nodded and said, "That's good. Since that's the case, I'll go to work. If I find out the information, I'll call Gu Chen."
After hanging up the phone, I glanced at the phone screen, it was already past one o'clock, and I said to everyone: "It's time for dinner, especially Sister Mary, who just came over, today I treat you to dinner Meal."
Sister Mary smiled and said, "Then I can make you poor today."
I smiled and said, "Just how much your little stomach can eat."
The three of us randomly found a restaurant to eat, ordered a few dishes and rice, and ate hungrily.
I raised my water glass and said, "We won't drink any more. Now I will replace wine with water. I wish us a successful meeting with Sister Mary. There are now three people. It won't take long for our special operations team to be able to drink again." Talking and laughing!"
"Not bad!" Sister Mary said, "It's good to have such an optimistic attitude. Our team members can finally gather together."
While we were celebrating, the door of the box was suddenly opened. We looked, and it turned out to be the principal, who knew that we were eating here at the moment.
I saw the headmaster's head was covered with sweat, he opened his mouth wide and panted heavily, shaking while holding the wall.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"It's not good! It's not good!" He said intermittently.