Criminal Investigation Files

"Tan Shan, bring your homework to my office after class!" At the end of a class, Zhang Dongmei procrastinated as usual, and only said so when the Chinese teacher for the next class arrived ahead of schedule in 2 minutes before class began.

During the time of extracurricular activities after two Chinese classes, the thin Tan Shan walked to the teacher's office building with a stack of thick and heavy homework books.

On the way, she met an English teacher, and the little old man turned sideways politely to make way for her: "Tan Shan, you are giving homework to Teacher Zhang again."

Tan Shan nodded and said, "Yes, thank you Teacher Wang."

"Hey, you guys have so many homework and papers every day in mathematics, but your hard work is the representative of this class." Old man Wang shook his head when he said this, and his tone was a little helpless. Teacher Zhang's homework assignments are famous. Every day, I saw Tan Shan delivering homework to the office, sometimes several times. The math homework was divided into AB books, and sometimes there were exercise books and test papers, which always filled Zhang Dongmei's desk.

"As a class representative, I should help the teacher." Tan Shan replied holding her homework.

Old man Wang sighed, wondering if the little girl in front of him didn't hear the sarcasm in his words.

Tan Shan turned her head and continued walking towards the office. She pursed her lips.

She knew how the teachers of other subjects viewed Zhang Dongmei.

Zhang Dongmei relied on the tactics of sea of ​​questions to maintain her math grades in the class, which also occupied time for other subjects.Sometimes Zhang Dongmei couldn't judge the homework by herself, so she would ask Tan Shan to help.

But she still supports Teacher Zhang. She believes that the teacher is also for their own good.

Teachers are also human beings, and they can also be in a bad mood. Although Zhang Dongmei often beats and scolds them, her lectures are really good. Many questions that the teacher can’t explain clearly, she can explain to others, and the other party will understand. Therefore, other mathematics Teachers often come to ask her for advice, and Zhang Dongmei's class is often rated as the best public class.

As a class representative, she is proud, although these tasks occupy a lot of her time and make her work harder than other students.

She often can't sleep until late at night, and she has to come to school early in the morning.

Tan Shan arrived at the teacher's office. The teachers seemed to have gone to a meeting, but they were not here.

Tan Shan found Teacher Zhang's seat familiarly.Put those thick homework books on the table.

Just when she was about to turn around and leave, she glanced at it in a strange way, and she suddenly found that there seemed to be something in the trash can.

Tan Shan lowered her head and took a closer look. Those were just shredded paper, but they looked familiar. She couldn't help but squatted down and wrote a letter of congratulations on the top piece of paper scraps.

Tan Shan suddenly realized what it was, trembling, she took out the piece of paper.

Yesterday was Teacher Zhang's birthday. She prepared a painting and gave it to Teacher Zhang.

In recent weeks, Tan Shan has been drawing for a short time every day after finishing her homework. She continued to draw for three weeks. Some days she went to bed after one o'clock, and woke up at five o'clock in the morning.Her parents love her dearly, but the stubborn Tan Shan insisted on finishing it.

She gave that painting to Mrs. Zhang along with her homework yesterday. It is a fine brushwork painting of flowers and birds. Although the bird painting is not beautiful enough, she has put her heart into it.

At that time, Teacher Zhang thanked her and said that he liked it very much, and then accepted the painting.

But now, she finished the painting after a long time, and it has been quietly lying in the trash can together with the waste paper.

Tan Shan's tears flowed down her cheeks. While crying, she picked up the painting from the trash can. She tried her best to put the painting together. The more she tried, the more her hands shook, and the painting was not only torn Broken, rubbed and stained with what looked like tea stains.

Tan Shan felt that what was crushed was not her own painting, but her own heart.

She wanted not to cry, but the tears were out of her control at all, and she couldn't stop them.

She didn't cry when she was beaten by Zhang Dongmei in the past, she didn't cry when she stayed up late doing homework, she didn't cry when she got bad grades in the exam.But now, she couldn't breathe from crying.

Outside, the voice of Zhang Dongmei chatting with others came in.

"Students today, I really don't know the sufferings of the world. I received a stack of cake rolls for my birthday yesterday. Do you know what my monitor gave me? It's a painting. The golden pheasant in the painting looks like a sparrow. I feel ugly at home."

"Hey, Teacher Zhang, you have to make it clear. This is what we deserve for working so hard. Look, I opened my mouth, and several parents of students gave me cards..."

"There are also rich students in our class, but they have been silent recently. It seems that I am going to make another home visit..."

"Shh, keep your voice down, the Academic Affairs Office is checking again recently."

"What are you afraid of? You haven't seen the new bag that the director's wife recently changed. It's almost her annual salary."

Tan Shan didn't want to listen to them any more. She covered her mouth for fear that Zhang Dongmei would hear or see it. Fortunately, the teachers didn't enter the office, they only stayed at the door for a while before leaving.

Holding the stack of shredded papers, Tan Shan ran out of the office door crying...

Only then did she realize how hypocritical human beings are. People who smile and say thank you may not like them in their hearts.

At the final stage of the separate interrogation, Song Wen and the others called Tan Shan who had the most evidence in the previous interrogation. Tan Shan lowered her head and entered the private room, and sat on the stool opposite the three of them in a panic. .

The night was already getting darker, and it became dark outside the window. There were more and more people on the street, and noisy voices came up.

Song Wen didn't get too wordy, and went straight to the point: "In the question just now, you lied to us, right?"

After hearing this, Tan Shan clasped her hands back tightly: "I...I didn't..." Her words now have no confidence, and she retorts completely instinctively.

"Now, several of your classmates have all confessed. We found Qian Jiang's mobile phone and found out about your organization of tonight's party." Song Wen stopped talking nonsense with her and pointed it out directly.

Tan Shan lowered her head and stopped talking. In the face of so many testimonies, her sophistry seemed powerless. She knew that she had become the main object of suspicion.

"Has Zhang Dongmei borrowed money from you?"

"I borrowed... 3 yuan. I haven't worked for a long time, and it's almost all my savings." Tan Shan whispered.

"Did she ever blackmail you?"

Tan Shan shook her head, "She never blackmailed me." Then she added, "Maybe it's because I don't have anything to blame on her. And I'm the only one who heard her say she wanted to borrow money and took the initiative to do so." lent it to her."

"Why did you organize today's party?" Song Wen continued to ask.

"Because my mother fell ill half a month ago with nephritis and needed to be hospitalized. I want Teacher Zhang to pay back the money. I asked her, but she kept prevaricating me, which was completely different from what she said when she asked me to borrow money. ..."

Tan Shan whispered, "Zhang Dongmei... She often asks me to check in and switch on and off the computer for her, so I know her common password. Once, I accidentally passed by her desk and saw a section of her Chat records. She asked others about borrowing money online."

"I suspected at that time that she was not the only one who borrowed money from me. I... was just afraid that she owed a lot of money and couldn't pay me back. So... so I... took advantage of her absence once, When the phone was on the table, I looked through her phone."

"I just found out that this woman has been blackmailing her students. I found a few classmates I knew and chatted with them one by one."

"At first, I just wanted to unite with them to ask Teacher Zhang for money, but then I thought that she might not be able to pay back the money, and we should punish this woman..."

This explanation is still reasonable, and Song Wen asked the next key question.

"We have evidence that you argued with Zhang Dongmei on the rooftop before."

Tan Shan felt a little guilty, and stammered a little: "We... have some festivals... but... that's all because of..."

"Because of what? You are Zhang Dongmei's favorite disciple and her colleague, why are you reporting her?" Song Wen looked directly at her.

When the word "report" was mentioned, Tan Shan's face turned pale instantly. The police knew more than she expected.

"I am Zhang Dongmei's most obedient student. Since she was in school, she has trusted me the most... But this trust is based on... I help her do various things, and then report the situation in the class Basically. I have betrayed my classmates on more than one occasion, I feel like a student who betrayed my classmates, so I have no friends in the class...”

From Tan Shan's description at this time, it can be heard that she regrets it.A junior high school student has not entered the society yet, and she should have believed in the inherent goodness of human nature. At that time, she was seduced by the teacher and became a "betrayer" among her classmates. The psychological pressure brought to her by this behavior is undoubtedly is heavy.

"Compared to other people, I am closer to Zhang Dongmei's life. Sometimes I even go to her house to help her get things. I know that she was divorcing her husband at that time. When she was angry at home, she would Vent your temper on the class and on your classmates."

"I always thought that I served her as the class monitor and class representative for three years. As a class cadre in her class, I had to bear much more than ordinary class committee members. Although this teacher punished us a lot, but I still think she is doing it for our own good, at least, she... she treats me differently, people have feelings... It can be said that this unique feeling has always supported me..."

When Tan Shan said this, she pursed her lips, her voice was trembling, and she felt like she was about to cry, "When the third year of junior high school was approaching graduation, I caught up with Zhang Dongmei's birthday, and I drew a picture for her, even though it was a picture It’s quite immature, but I put my heart into it. I gave the painting to Teacher Zhang. Teacher Zhang said thank you, and she was very touched. But... not long after that, when I was sending homework to the teacher, The crumpled painting was found in Teacher Zhang’s trash can, and I went back to the classroom crying.”

Until now, Tan Shan can still recall that feeling, as if her heart was torn apart.

She also heard the conversations of those teachers at that time. Ten years ago, the supervision of the teacher industry was not as strict as it is now, and giving things to teachers was not a big deal.

From the day she heard those words, she began to question herself and her relationship with Zhang Dongmei.

"After graduation, other classmates left her far away, but because of family reasons, I took the teacher qualification certificate and came here to teach. I thought that as a colleague, everyone is equal. But since becoming a colleague From the first day, Zhang Dongmei defined me as her student..."

"She still treats me like a student she hasn't graduated, asking me endlessly, using me, asking me to help her pick up the courier, asking me to help her change her homework, and asking me to help her on duty."

Tan Shan buried her head even lower, as if she wanted to get into the ground: "I... am a bit soft-tempered by nature, and I don't know how to reject her face to face. Every time I make up my mind, I will never do anything for her again next time." Yes, but after she asked, I obediently followed suit. I...I hate myself like this. "

"I really love my job. I love my students and hope they can make progress. I care about students from poor families. I buy cakes and bring food for them. I will remember each of them's preferences and birthdays, and then share with them Write them a unique comment on their birthday. I go to talk to the child who is suffering from depression, hoping that he will come out of the shadows."

"...But sometimes I'm a little confused. I seem to be serving those children, pleasing those children. I haven't received their equal love..."

"I confiscated the mobile phones of the students who didn't listen in class, but the students choked me in public and called me meddling in my own business. I shared some well-written essays and articles with the students, but the parents said they exceeded the syllabus and sued the school. .Other teachers thought I was a bully, occupied my class, and secretly told students not to do my homework if they didn’t have time.”

"But why, at the same time, Zhang Dongmei is doing well in school, and her class is always full of students who can hardly sit down. When I was interviewing, because I was a student of Zhang Dongmei, I was able to enter the school to teach. Could it be Say, is a teacher like Zhang Dongmei a good teacher? Could it be that society, school, and parents only need a teacher like Zhang Dongmei?"

Tan Shan raised her head when she said this, she had never confided these words to anyone, her big eyes were full of confusion.

She didn't understand what was the difference between a good teacher and a bad teacher.

It seems that what to do depends on your own conscience.

"I think this phenomenon is wrong. I want to get rid of Zhang Dongmei, so I went to the Education Bureau to report her."

Tan Shan revealed the reason why she reported Zhang Dongmei.

"I want to get my own life back on track and want this woman to pay for what she did. Want to prove that she is not a good teacher."

"But I didn't expect that after she had no income from supplementary classes, she would intensify her efforts to find someone to borrow money..." Tan Shan's voice was full of grievances, and she did not expect that there would be such a chain reaction.

"We quarreled on the rooftop, and she tried to pull me. I pushed her down on the rooftop, picked up her bag and left. When I left, she was 100% alive... "

Speaking of this, Tan Shan's body shook, as if she didn't want to think about the corpse.

She used to be a student, and later became a teacher. The change of status made it difficult for her to handle and coordinate the relationship between herself and Zhang Dongmei.The right and wrong between teachers and students often tortured her mind.

Song Wen looked at the woman in front of him, "Is there any proof that Zhang Dongmei was still alive when you left, did she jump down by herself after you left, or was pushed down by others?"

"I...I can't prove it...but..." Tan Shan shook her head.

She turned her head and looked at Cheng Mo as if asking for help: "Father Cheng, I really didn't do such a thing, you must believe me..."

She was too nervous, and the sides of the water-blue dress were crumpled by her hands.

She felt as if she was the one who was stuck on the side of the building. As long as she let go, she would fall from the top and be smashed to pieces. Her fingers were about to lose the grip of the guardrail, and she was about to slip down. She hurriedly wanted to grab everything... …

Cheng Mo opened his mouth at this time: "Teacher Tan, you said just now that you drank a lot of wine before. Could it be that you remembered it wrong?"

On the surface, this sentence is to help Tan Shan find a reason, but in fact it refers to her as the murderer. At this point, even Cheng Mo has turned against her.

"I...I don't know, it's really not me..." Tan Shan's eyes were red, she opened her mouth, she couldn't say a word of rebuttal, she could only repeat, "I...I didn't kill her ..."

Song Wen pointed out: "Teacher Tan... The attitude you mentioned in the video before, when you lied before, it was not as pitiful as it is now."

Including the later quarrel between her and Zhang Dongmei on the top floor, she should actually be proud of it.

No matter what happened to the teachers and students in the past, tonight, she completely crushed Zhang Dongmei, insulted her, and avenged her shame.

"So, did you kill your teacher Zhang Dongmei tonight?" Song Wen asked the last sentence.

As long as Tan Shan admits it, everything will be over tonight.

Tan Shan felt like a child in the story of Wolf Came. She told a lot of lies before, but now, she finally confides her heart and tells the truth, but no one believes her anymore.

Whether she pushed Zhang Dongmei downstairs under the influence of alcohol, she can't remember now.

She only remembered that she hated that woman, that she pushed her, and that she pulled her hair. At that time, she didn't feel any shame, but felt it was fun.

That was what she always wanted to do. She pressed Zhang Dongmei firmly against the guardrail with her thin body, watching her struggle...

And then... what happened?

Tan Shan felt that her memory was fragmented.

Lu Siyu looked at Tan Shan in front of him coldly. After finishing the record, he turned his head to think for a moment, and asked Tan Shan, "Do you have a subconscious fear that you will become a teacher like Zhang Dongmei?"

This kind of fear is not necessarily concrete, but psychologically abstract. Tan Shan has always been a good student, and her growth trajectory has been planned by others. She has fear, awe, and love for her teacher. However, this relationship was shattered by Zhang Dongmei herself. After experiencing disappointment, Tan Shan's feelings for her have undergone subtle changes. The former admiration turned into hatred...

Tan Shan, who was distracted, was a little terrified, and then her tears flowed down: "You don't know... how much influence the teacher will have on the students, especially me as a teacher again..."

She sobbed and said, "Sometimes I get angry at my students. When I can't restrain myself, I will unconsciously say what Zhang Dongmei said to us back then, and I will use Zhang Dongmei's way of punishing students involuntarily. , I... I hate myself for being like this..."

The teacher's work is very stressful and intense. She hates Zhang Dongmei, and she also hates herself who has been listening to Zhang Dongmei.

Tan Shan has been working hard to be the good teacher she thinks she is, but she is a little weak and finds that she is more and more unable to stick to this definition of "good".

Zhang Dongmei's imprint on her is too deep, those influences, those more than 1000 days and nights, have been deeply imprinted in her bones and blood.

Sometimes she is simply venting, putting the pain she has suffered on those students.

What made her even more terrified was that she found that those words were more useful than her soft voice... Her earnest words could not change their obedience, but Zhang Dongmei's training could...

Those students showed horror and fear in their eyes. They were obedient, bowed their bodies, and began to surrender. They changed from little devils that were difficult to tame to obedient sheep.

Faced with such an answer, she didn't know what to do!

Reporting, punishing, and scuffling with Zhang Dongmei on the rooftop, she can only use this extreme method to prove that she is right and Zhang Dongmei is wrong!

She stretched out her hand, for those crying children, and for herself who cried back then.

When she killed Zhang Dongmei, it was like killing herself again.

Now, the motive for the killing has also emerged.

If she really did something to kill the teacher, such a move originated from her struggle and resistance at the psychological level, and this kind of killing is her self-reflection and slaughter.

In her subconscious mind, killing Zhang Dongmei is equivalent to killing her negative side. Killing her imperfect side will completely cut off the connection between her and Zhang Dongmei, and get rid of the shadow she casts on her.

Lu Siyu looked at the five testimonies he recorded, and pieced together a complete fact from them.

But it seems... something is not quite right.

Song Wen continued to ask Tan Shan: "Do you admit your crime?"

Tan Shan cried and shook her head, she cried out: "I hate her! But, I really didn't do it. This time, I didn't lie..."

The nails on her hands were almost peeled off, and she felt as if her body was suspended in the air, and fell heavily from a height, lying next to Zhang Dongmei's body, with blood continuously spreading from under her body.

At this moment, there was a sound of "bang" in the air, and then, the window suddenly lit up.

There were cheers from outside.

From their point of view, they could see a dazzling firework blooming in the dark sky, with tens of thousands of light spots scattered in the sky.

Even Tan Shan's crying face underwent some light and shadow changes under such brilliance.

Lu Siyu looked at his watch. Everyone was busy interrogating just now and forgot the time. It turned out that it was already nine o'clock.

Clusters of fireworks rose into the sky again, and the sound of fireworks and crowds interrupted their interrogation.

Song Wen got up and said, "Then let's rest for a while, the fireworks show will take half an hour, and we will continue after half an hour."