I'm the mayor of a simulated ghost city

After a while, the old man notified a person in charge of the hospital, a young woman called Teacher Huang, through the phone in the duty room to come over.

The young woman was dressed simply, without any makeup. She was rather generous, had a big ponytail, and was wearing a handmade apron with some mud on it.

Seeing Lu Yao's eyes fall on the mud, Teacher Huang said politely with a smile: "I was just making pottery with the children. You must be Miss Lu invited from the West District Branch. Our dean told me this morning that you were coming to take Xiong Lele away."

"Ah, I won't take you away. I'll just come and understand the situation first." Lu Yao said as he followed Teacher Huang inside.

Her house is so small and already full of ghosts. If she really has a naughty child, where should she put him? In the ghost market?

Upon hearing this, Teacher Huang expressed his understanding: "I was also thinking that it would be great if Lele could stay in the courtyard, and he could keep other children company. Although Lele is a little naughty and had a bit of a spoiled brat temper before, he is still a good kid after all."

Teacher Huang led Lu Yao to the nursery downstairs. Lu Yao took a glance and saw many different kinds of vegetables and fruits planted there. Although they had not yet borne fruit, they had already sprouted. There was also a wooden sign stuck in each small piece of land with the child's name written crookedly on it.

It seems that the children planted it themselves.

It is really not easy for such an orphanage to lead the children to live a positive life.

She originally thought that the people in the welfare home would not do their best to take care of these unwanted children, and she would feel a wave of darkness and chill as soon as she entered.

How could such a warm welfare home make Xiong Lele go crazy? Is it true that Xiong Lele has a genetic mental illness?

Teacher Huang's words were still ringing in my ears: "In fact, the children here all have some problems with their parents. In addition to half of them being abandoned at birth, there are also some like Lele, who were sent here because of problems with their parents."

"Well, you are really nice. You take in all kinds of children." Lu Yao sincerely expressed his appreciation, and then asked, "By the way, I just heard from the old man that in addition to Xiong Lele, there are several other children who have unusual psychological problems?"

Teacher Huang was stunned, and immediately denied it in a panic: "No, we have always been concerned about the mental health of children. In order to help them get out of the psychological trauma, the teachers in our school are very serious about counseling them."

Looking at the young teacher Huang, Lu Yao smiled. It was obvious that he had no social experience. He was so panicked but still said it was okay.

Patting Teacher Huang on the shoulder, Lu Yao said in a clichéd manner: "Teacher Huang, don't be nervous. I'm not here to put pressure on you, nor am I pushing Xiong Lele's matter onto your hospital. I also know that if the news that a few children in your hospital suddenly behave abnormally spreads, it will have a bad impact on your hospital. However, you can talk to me. I'm a psychologist and I might be able to see the problem."

"Psychologist?" Teacher Huang looked at Lu Yao, who was younger than himself and still wearing a loose T-shirt and denim shorts, with suspicion.

Seeing this, Lu Yao calmly took out a pencil from Teacher Huang's apron pocket: "Teacher Huang, you don't believe it? Okay, let me give you an example. I am best at psychological hypnosis. For example, I want you to buy this pen..."

Following what Shi Yan said before, Lu Yao made some revisions and showed off his skills in front of Teacher Huang, who felt impressed when he heard what he said.

Mr. Huang, who was brainwashed and convinced by Lu Yao, nodded excitedly: "Oh, is it so amazing?"

No, I also thought it was super awesome when I heard it!

Lu Yao replied in an unfathomable way: "This is just the most superficial theory. So, Mr. Huang, you can tell me about it and I will give it a try."

"Okay, that's it, follow me..."

Teacher Huang led Lu Yao into the main building of the welfare home, where there were several classrooms and activity rooms. Although funding was insufficient, the welfare home had independently set up teaching facilities in order to keep the children in the welfare home in touch with the outside world. However, because there was no education system, the children here, regardless of their age, attended classes together.

As soon as I entered the building, I saw a classroom with about thirty children sitting in it. The youngest was seven or eight years old, and the oldest was thirteen or fourteen years old. They were all crowded together, learning Chinese.

Seeing Lu Yao peeking into the classroom, Teacher Huang explained, "Le Le is not here. The children here have no problems. After the three children had problems, we placed them in the lounge on the third floor."

Hearing this, Lu Yao glanced behind him.

The lights in the main building illuminated Lu Yao's shadow, which moved under the irregular light and shadow, and then returned to normal.

Lu Yao turned his head and smiled at Teacher Huang: "Well, don't worry, I'll go see Xiong Lele later, let him play by himself for a while. You take me to see the abnormal place you mentioned first."

Teacher Huang responded and immediately took Lu Yao to the second floor.

In the activity room on the second floor, there was a group of children making ceramics, and another staff member was leading them.

There is a row of windows in the corridor opposite the activity room, one of which has a big hole in it and has not been repaired yet.

Teacher Huang came to the big hole, pointed at the window and said, "The problem with the children happened three days ago. The first child who had a problem was Linlin. She wanted to go out to relieve herself during the ceramics class that day. Since the children here have strong autonomy and the teaching staff is tight, we let her go out by herself even though she was only five years old. Unexpectedly, the glass of the window shattered not long after she went out."

According to Teacher Huang's recollection, when they heard the noise in the corridor, they immediately ran out and saw Linlin standing in front of the window in a daze, holding a broken ceramic jar in her hand.

Everyone immediately took away the things in her hand, but Linlin screamed frantically: "It wasn't me! It was the person standing outside the window who broke the window!"

Teacher Huang recalled: "You can see that this is the second floor, and there is no balcony outside. How could there be anyone here? And our teacher also looked downstairs at the time and didn't see anyone passing by, nor anyone hiding in the bushes. There was no tool in the corridor except the ceramic jar in Linlin's hand that could break the window."

It is indeed unlikely that the window was smashed by someone on the first floor throwing something.

However, when Lu Yao tried to imagine the scene at that time, she found that what was more noteworthy was that Linlin said "standing outside the window."

This is the second floor. The height of the first floor is at least 3 meters. It is absolutely impossible for this person to have legs that are meters long.

Therefore, the person Linlin was talking about could only be floating on the second floor!

At this time, Teacher Huang continued, "So, we thought that Linlin must have used the ceramic jar in her hand to smash the glass, which caused the glass and the jar to break. But Linlin has been here for almost a year and has never lied or destroyed anything. She has not been found to have any violent behavior. But I don't know why she made up such a bizarre lie."

"Sometimes you should take what children say seriously." Lu Yao stared at the broken glass window, reached out and touched the cut, and said, "If she really did it, how could the broken glass be in the corridor?"