I subconsciously took a step back. What... did she mean that she was the murderer? This is... Could it be that she was condemned in her heart after committing the crime and that's why she planned to turn herself in?
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——The girl in front of me lowered her head again, and her voice was like talking to herself. I hesitated to include such a gloomy girl who even seemed to have some mental problems in the ranks of murderers - after all, the psychology knowledge taught in school is theoretical culture.
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But due to professional ethics, I couldn't judge the case based on my own momentary thoughts, so I quickly reported the relevant situation to the section chief in charge of the case. The other party was silent for a while before saying that he would be there in a while.
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"You..."
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I didn't speak rashly - because I was worried that the other party was a murderer who pretended to be this state but had a perverted and show-off mentality.
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"…Look, that's what I wrote."
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She raised her eyes, looked around, and finally locked her eyes on the blackboard, "'Who killed me'," she smiled, and seemed to hesitate for a long time before raising her finger to point to where her eyes were, "…Huh…Interesting, right?"
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Footsteps, instantly replaced sighs and filled my brain. I stood there, watching people coming and going, familiar and unfamiliar, passing by in front of my eyes and disappearing.
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"Sorry, officer, I'm sorry to bother you."
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The upright middle-aged man in front of me looked like the head teacher of this class. I smiled and exchanged a few polite words with him, talking about the things between the two girls.
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"Ji Qi is a good child."
The head teacher remained calm and took a few deep breaths. It seemed that she had recovered from the sadness. "Although she is not good at studying, she is talented, especially in writing."
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Writing...? Qingming just mentioned this. So, I planned to continue asking.
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"What are her literary talents specifically? Publishing books?"
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"I am not sure about this... I heard from classmates that her articles are too obscure, and basically you can't understand what she wants to express, and the scores are generally not high."
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Does this prove that even this head teacher has not read her articles? I quickly quietly wrote down this doubt and pretended to be nothing to ask.
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"Then... what is the relationship between Ji Qi and Qingming on weekdays?"
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Friendship between girls... Just as I was struggling with how to respond if he answered with a perfunctory answer like "Ah, they have always had a good relationship", the other party suddenly fell silent.
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"Comrade police, this is an internal secret of our school and has nothing to do with this case. It is not convenient to disclose it, right...?"
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"Don't worry, we will keep any private information about this case absolutely confidential," I said, "but you are a rare fool. This is a murder case. If you know about it but don't report it, you will bear the corresponding legal responsibility." I grabbed the last straw and asked.
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Perhaps my serious look did not scare the other party. He was silent for a long time before he decided to speak, "In fact, you know that there was a large-scale art performance in the city not long ago?"
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"I know that the art performance caused quite a sensation."
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"The drama that won the first prize was accused of plagiarism. The scriptwriter and stage design of the work were all given to Ji Qi to complete."
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I squinted in confusion - what does this have to do with Qingming? The head teacher may have seen my confusion. She opened her mouth to speak, but she looked like she knew everything. Finally, she murmured slowly,
The head teacher remained calm and took a few deep breaths. It seemed that she had recovered from the sadness. "Although she is not good at studying, she is talented, especially in writing."
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Writing...? Qingming just mentioned this. So, I planned to continue asking.
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"What are her literary talents specifically? Publishing books?"
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"I am not sure about this... I heard from classmates that her articles are too obscure, and basically you can't understand what she wants to express, and the scores are generally not high."
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Does this prove that even this head teacher has not read her articles? I quickly quietly wrote down this doubt and pretended to be nothing to ask.
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"Then... what is the relationship between Ji Qi and Qingming on weekdays?"
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Friendship between girls... Just as I was struggling with how to respond if he answered with a perfunctory answer like "Ah, they have always had a good relationship", the other party suddenly fell silent.
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"Comrade police, this is an internal secret of our school and has nothing to do with this case. It is not convenient to disclose it, right...?"
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"Don't worry, we will keep any private information about this case absolutely confidential," I said, "but you are a rare fool. This is a murder case. If you know about it but don't report it, you will bear the corresponding legal responsibility." I grabbed the last straw and asked.
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Perhaps my serious look did not scare the other party. He was silent for a long time before he decided to speak, "In fact, you know that there was a large-scale art performance in the city not long ago?"
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"I know that the art performance caused quite a sensation."
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"The drama that won the first prize was accused of plagiarism. The scriptwriter and stage design of the work were all given to Ji Qi to complete."
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I squinted in confusion - what does this have to do with Qingming? The head teacher may have seen my confusion. She opened her mouth to speak, but she looked like she knew everything. Finally, she murmured slowly.
What…what does it mean…?
The widely recognized talented Ji Qi plagiarized Qingming's play?
…Wait, of course, this possibility cannot be ruled out: the work is indeed Ji Qi's, but Qingming wants to take credit, and also to take advantage of everyone's inability to understand Ji Qi's "highbrow" and the class teacher's misunderstanding of Ji Qi…
The logic is broken again…so how can Ji Qi plagiarize Qingming's work, but the authenticity of plagiarism has not been confirmed. Just knowing this is far from enough.
"Comrade policeman?"
"Ah…well, you say." Seeing that I was distracted, the other party, who had been a teacher for a long time, was a little dissatisfied with me. But seeing that my attitude of admitting my mistake was quite sincere, he rubbed his hands.
"Later, this matter became a hot topic in the school, and Ji Qi was even criticized by name on the bulletin board. I believe that if it weren't for this incident, Ji Qi would still be the most popular student in the class."
He raised his head slightly in approval. I couldn't believe that this old-fashioned and upright head teacher was evaluating a child who had been publicly announced in the school for plagiarism and whose academic performance was not very good.
"It's such a big deal. Did the school just make a public announcement?"
"To be clear, it's not just a public announcement," the other party suddenly lowered his voice, "The school hired a lawyer and is going through legal procedures. I didn't expect that before the court session, Ji Qi was... killed."
"Wait... Qingming authorized the school to solve the problem?" I frowned, and looked at the head teacher who still said "no" with a righteous face-all this is getting more and more outrageous... I really don't understand.
"Because the school has an obligation to protect the rights of its students." He almost blurted out.
"...What about Ji Qi? Don't you protect her rights?"
Silence, the air soon settled down again.
"...Ji Qi is no longer a student of our school."
What?
"What if she was wrongly accused? Have you investigated?"
I almost fainted and asked back through gritted teeth. Because I knew I would get such an answer.
"Impossible. How can adolescents have such dirty thoughts?" He raised a confident smile and seemed to solemnly declare to me that he had never worried about it.
I felt more and more that I couldn't breathe in this bright and clean room. Although the decoration was warm, I still believed that if I were in such an environment, I would never wait for others to murder me...
I would also be suppressed to death.
Just as I was about to leave, something suddenly popped up in my mind. Just as I was about to speak, the head teacher's mobile phone rang abruptly. I held my breath.
"Principal...Have you criticized Qingming in the notice board?...Um...Okay...Okay...I know."
I walked away without looking back.
"In fact, the more knowledgeable people think they are, the harder it is for them to accept information that is consistent with their own ideas." Dr. Michael D. Yapko mentioned in his book that when I was young, I only felt that it was absurd and difficult to understand. Now I realize that the truly absurd thing is never the truth itself. .
It is the facts pointed out by the truth that are the most absurd.