Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

If a child is victimized, if it is only the turn of the family, even if there is a definite victim, it is really possible to chew the knocked out teeth and swallow the blood.

Asking for justice is a matter of lip service, but not everyone can afford it.

A small town cannot hide secrets. Once the child's violation is made public, it will definitely become a hot topic of discussion among the people here in less than a day.

Of course there will be voices condemning the victimizer, but the victim will just die and never stand up again.

——You are a man, still young and strong, why can’t you beat a man?

——Don’t be a student spreading rumors to beat the teacher, right?

——Maybe the students voluntarily?

——Your grades are so good, is it because you have a "good" relationship with the teacher?

——Oh, sleeping with a man, it's disgusting, isn't that also gay.

The victim may not go to jail, but the life of the victim will be bleak.

In this small urban-rural fringe area, those who are rich and able to move out have already moved out.

Do you want parents to leave their jobs and leave their hometowns with their children in order to avoid gossip?

In the face of reality, justice sometimes really looks like a weak child.

But now, the situation is different.

When there are no victims, everyone can be a victim.

Needless to say, the parents of boys taught by Zhu Shoucheng, in the eyes of other parents, Zhu Shoucheng is simply hungry, hungry ghost, even boys dare to touch him, what about girls?

You know, he is married and has children, how could he not be interested in women?

The parents at the school gate were outraged, pulled the banners that had been rushed out overnight, and shouted angrily: "Tell Zhu Shoucheng to get out!"

"get out!!"

"The surname Zhu gives an explanation to the parents!!"

"We have to explain!"

The bronzing signboard of the middle school was covered with egg liquid, and Zhu Shoucheng's face on the gold medal teacher's column was painted black with a black oil-based pen.

The school was forced to suspend classes on the first day of school, and all students went home to study by themselves.

And the incident where the parents teamed up to crash the school gate scared the principals who were attending the exchange meeting in other places, and Babaili hurried back.

Before the principal came back, only two vice principals could organize teachers to appease the parents.

However, verbal explanations were too scarce, and parents would not listen, so they simply staged a sit-in demonstration at the school gate.

At the same time, the small local police station also became a mess.

More than a dozen parents took the recordings that had been saved countless times, and excitedly asked the police to arrest Zhu Shoucheng.

Lao Dai, the oldest person in the police station, finally understood what was going on. He waved his arms, trying to calm everyone down: "This... the recording cannot be considered as evidence. We have to be accused before we..."

"We accuse!" some parents yelled, "accuse this teacher of being a beast! Don't do anything!"

"That's not what it means." Lao Dai wiped the sweat from his brow, "There must be a victim who comes out, just based on a piece of audio from an unknown source..."

The parents were silent for a moment, followed by outrageous annoyance and reprimand: "Can't this voice prove it? We are not deaf, so we can tell who it is!"

Lao Dai said dryly: "This is the law! Without real evidence, we can't arrest people!"

Someone shouted: "What kind of shit law!"

Old Dai is like the first and the second big.

Few of the parents in this place even have a college degree, and they are dazzled by anger. How can they listen to reason? They are willing to listen to him talking about those rules and regulations. After a while, they rushed up, and couldn't help yelling: "Everyone is quiet! Why are you making so much noise!!"

The parents were quiet for a moment, and then a more harsh uproar broke out.

"Are you trying to cover up!"

"A nest of snakes and rats!"

Old Dai Xiucai met the soldiers, couldn't speak clearly, and was kicked in the confusion, and immediately got angry: "Who hit it?! Let me tell you, you are called assault police! Be careful, I will arrest you all!" stand up!"

I don't know which woman screamed "Catch us, arrest us all" with a sharp throat, and Lao Dai was picked up, and he was beaten several times without thinking, and his face was scraped off by the woman's nails. When the flower fell, he covered his face in fright and backed away again and again, shouting "Don't hit, don't hit".

When the crowd dissipated, Lao Dai's police badge was ripped off, and a large part of his uniform shirt slipped out of his trousers. He hissed, held the corners of his eyes swollen by his nails, and looked at the "fa "Don't blame the public", the people with indifferent expressions moved their lips a few times, and they only dared to curse the culprit named Zhu in their hearts.

The parents were still angry and continued to accuse: "Don't you police work for the people? Now that the people are in trouble, don't you care?"

"What kind of evidence do you want? Look for that surnamed Zhu!"

"That's right! I have a friend who works in that school, and I heard that Zhu admitted that he did it! It's so fucking arrogant!"

Old Dai paused his hand for arranging the police badge, and glared at the speaker: "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

As for the front of Tongzilou, it was also in chaos.

Zhu Shoucheng's home is not difficult to find. Several parents who have sent their children to his home for tutoring are familiar with this place.

Once upon a time, this was the safest and safest place in the world they felt.

A woman who sent her child to tutoring here last summer, slammed the door with a disheveled face, her voice filled with endless despair: "Zhu Shoucheng, open the door! Open the door! Come out and tell me whether my son was raped by you or not!" Harmful?!"

"My son came to you for tutoring last year, and he was a different person when he went back. We all thought he was a rebellious period, but he committed suicide at the beginning of this year! He is dead!"

"You even sent a wreath to our family!"

"Do you have a face? Do you have a heart?!"

"Zhu Shoucheng! You open the door!! You're going to die, you're going to die!"

The woman cried and fell in front of Zhu Shoucheng's door.

The people who were still in the tube building looked out. The young policeman next to her was infected by her despair, so he kept comforting her and told her that there was no one in the house, but the woman refused to believe it. Stumbling out of his arms, he slammed on the door next door to Zhu Shoucheng: "Is anyone there?! Is there anyone—let me borrow the window, I'm going to his house, I'm going to kill him..."

Zi Yu, who had maintained order downstairs for a long time, finally sent away a group of parents who were surrounded by her. She went upstairs and grabbed the woman who was almost crazy: "Ma'am, calm down. We have confirmed that, Zhu Shoucheng is really not in the house. Someone said that he came back last night and never came back."

The woman softened her body, sat slumped on the ground, covered her face and sobbed.

Ziyu comforted her in a warm voice for a while, and motioned for the little policeman to take the woman home. When she turned her head, she found that the door next to Zhu Shoucheng had been quietly opened from the inside, revealing half of her nervous face.

Zi Yu quickly realized: "Are you the one who contacted us just now?"

After confirming that it was the police outside, the crack in the door was widened.

The anxious mother Chi supported Chi Xiaochi's shoulder and appeared behind the door: "Yes, yes, come in quickly."

As soon as yesterday's incident fermented, some people came to ask Chi's mother if Chi Xiaochi had been harmed.

Chi's mother opened her mouth and scolded someone, but when she returned home, she asked Chi Xiaochi, and then listened carefully to the recording left by her son, and immediately panicked.

With her level of shrewdness, of course she wanted to clear up her son's suspicion of being victimized as soon as possible, so that the people in the building would make excuses and say that her son was dirty. So after discussing with her husband overnight, she asked Chi Xiaochi for leave the next day, and directly The police were called to the house.

After inviting Ziyu into the house, Chi Xiaochi sat down at the table in an orderly manner, and called her docilely: "Sister Zi."

Ziyu was taken aback for a moment, and then looked down at the police number and name tag on her chest, before realizing: "Your name is Xiaochi, right? Don't be afraid, the police sister only asks you a few questions."

Whatever Ziyu asked, Chi Xiaochi would answer, exactly the same as the set of rhetoric he gave to the class teacher yesterday.

Ziyu confirmed to him again: "The 'Xiaochi' in the recording is really not you?"

"It's not me." Chi Xiaochi seriously denied, "Teacher Zhu just said a few bad words verbally, and he didn't even touch a piece of my clothes. I was careful about him."

As he said that, the young man smiled brightly, as if he still couldn't understand how terrible the crisis he was in back then.

Ziyu felt a little sour in her heart, and praised: "You are really a smart boy. Remember to protect yourself in the future."

Chi Xiaochi nodded: "I will."

Chi Xiaochi in this world still has the opportunity and time to learn slowly.

When Ziyu was sent out by Chi's mother, she said politely, "Thank you for your cooperation. If you have any questions, we will contact you at any time."

Mother Chi held Ziyu's hand instead, and said loudly, "That's really troublesome female police officer. We will actively provide you with...provide that, yes, evidence, and arrest the person surnamed Zhu as soon as possible, so that those victims Those who are wronged."

Ziyu was taken aback by Chi's mother's gesture of announcing something important, obediently said "yes" before going downstairs.

As soon as Zi Yu turned around, someone came up to ask, "What's wrong? Teacher Zhu also harmed your son?"

Chi's mother stared: "What a disaster, how dare he! My son escaped from the clutches and testified to the police. He is not gay!"

When Chi's mother and neighbors were attacking and cursing Zhu Shoucheng together, Chi Xiaochi lay lazily on the table and said to Lou Ying in his body, "Brother, I've got it done here."

Lou Ying turned his essence core into the appearance of a hamster, held it gently in the palm of his hand, and kissed the soft beak in the light and shadow comfortingly.

"Great job," he boasted.

Chi Xiaochi buried his blushing face in the crook of his arms: "Then...Zhu Shoucheng should also start thinking of a way out for himself."

Zhu Shoucheng felt something was wrong early on, and hid in the small guest house early.

Needless to say, this was a wise move for him.

He huddled in the guest house and slept in a dark place. When he woke up, he was stunned for a long time and turned on the phone that was turned off. Suddenly, a sea of ​​text messages and missed calls flooded in, making him turn off the phone in a hurry again. It slammed into the opposite wall.

...not a dream.

really not.

—he fucked.

After realizing this, Zhu Shoucheng hugged his head, panted twice, and felt his brain boil like magma.

Chi Xiaochi...

Why hasn't my bad luck stopped for a moment since teaching him?

It was him in the dream, and it was him in the recording...

But how did he do it? !

... Could it be that there is really a punishment from heaven in the dark?

Zhu Shoucheng cut off this groundless idea and decided to make some practical efforts.

He can't sit still like this!

Thinking about it, Zhu Shoucheng reached out and took out the things wrapped in plastic bags under the pillow.

Yesterday, he went home at night and took out the computer containing his important treasures, as well as the passport his son had issued for him before leaving the country.

It was during the few days when the son came back to accompany him, he pulled him to handle it for him, saying that after he settled down in the United States, his father could apply for a travel visa and come to the United States for fun.

Unexpectedly, in less than two months, he would make this thing come in handy.

He used the hotel phone to call his son abroad, trying his best not to sound so trembling: "Son, are you asleep?"

"Not yet, that's enough. I want to go abroad recently. The school... oh, after the school started, the school let me retreat to the second line, and the school gave a period of public leave for retired old teachers. So..."

"Well, I just want to ask you, do you need a visa in addition to a passport to go abroad? I heard that getting a visa seems to be quite troublesome... What, you need to make an appointment in advance?!"