"Then may I ask how I can see his photos from that time?"
The head teacher nodded: "Then I will try to contact his former classmates and ask them to take the photo and send it to me. What do you think?"
"That's really too much trouble for you."
"It may not be easy. People here value privacy. I'll try to help you find it."
Wen Qiao nodded: "Thank you, this is my contact information, if you get the photos, please send them to me."
"OK."
"I also want to ask, what was Gu Xiao's personality like when he was in high school here? I seem to have seen a report criticizing him online because he got into a fight with a white student."
The Chinese female teacher sighed softly, "I really felt sorry for Gu Xiaoming. He was a quiet kid with a delicate appearance, and was often bullied by white boys in school. That time, it was the white male students who often bullied him who blackmailed him. Gu Xiao seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, so he got into a fight with them. He was alone against four people, and he was beaten to a bloody mess, with a bruised face and nose. But in the end, it was Gu Xiao who was punished."
Wen Qiao was a little angry, but he also knew the situation of Oriental people in Western countries. Unless they were really powerful in the local area, they would be easily bullied.
"Then I saw on the news that one of the boys died a year later, is that right?"
"Well, Mike was dismantling a Browning pistol at home and it went off accidentally. He died after failed rescue efforts."
Wen Qiao seemed to be thinking about something: "Thank you so much for telling me so much. If you have any news, please let me know."
After bidding farewell to Gu Xiao's high school teacher, Wen Qiao left the school and got in the car. Fu Nanli hung up the phone and glanced at her: "Why are you so worried? What did you find out?"
Wen Qiao spread his hands: "Nothing, it's just that he was often bullied when he was in middle school."
Fu Nanli's eyebrows twitched slightly, "Are you feeling sorry for him?"
Wen Qiao shook his head: "It's not that I feel bad for him, but I think if he suppresses his emotions for a long time, his psychology will be abnormal."
Fu Nanli held her thin wrist and said, "Pay less attention to him in the future."
Wen Qiao looked into Fu Nanli's eyes and somehow felt a little sorry for him.
If her guess was correct, perhaps Gu Xiao had a close relationship with him.
His two cousins, Fu Jiang and Fu Cheng, coveted his family property and tried every means to plot against him, even at the cost of his life.
If another younger brother comes and he also has evil intentions, no matter how powerful a person is, he will feel uncomfortable.
"I didn't pay attention to him. It was just a routine investigation by the e-sports club members."
Master Fu: "It's better this way."
After returning to China, Wen Qiao had two days to adjust to the jet lag. She seldom went abroad and was not very adaptable. However, Fu Nanli was as if nothing had happened. He worked when he should work and slept when he should sleep.
The gap between people is really big.
The next day, Wen Qiao returned home and checked the W Guild. People in the guild were also discussing how she and Xiao Mo had helped the Fu family defeat the Y2K. Yao Heng was the most excited, and his words could hardly conceal his admiration for the guild's top two leaders.
Thinking about Yao Heng's contempt for him in real life, Wen Qiao shook his head, feeling that reality was a bit magical.
He also saw that Yao Heng seemed to have won some computer competition. Many people in the guild congratulated him, but Wen Qiao was too lazy to follow the crowd and pay attention to him.
(End of this chapter)