I'm the mayor of a simulated ghost city

After Lu Yao mentioned it, Teacher Huang realized the most unreasonable thing about the glass shattering incident that day.

Yes, if the glass was broken from the inside, the glass fragments should be downstairs, not inside the corridor on the second floor!

The more he thought about it, the more horrified he became. To comfort himself, Mr. Huang forced an explanation: "Could it be that Linlin opened the window, reached out of the window, and smashed the glass from the outside?"

Is your idea too strange?

Lu Yao did not break the illusion of Mr. Huang's rationality and nodded: "Maybe, then does she have any other strange behavior?"

"No."

"No more?" Lu Yao was a little surprised. He was haunted by a ghost and only broke a window. "That's it?"

That's it!!! Don't you think it's weird enough?

Teacher Huang paused and tried to ask: "Do you think it's serious? Or not serious?"

"Oh, it can be cured." Lu Yao thought of his current identity as Doctor Lu and asked, "What about the other children?"

Hearing this, Teacher Huang continued, "The second person who had a problem was Ke Xin. During the lunch break when the glass broke, our teacher went to eat. When he came back, he found that Ke Xin was missing. He searched for a long time before finding her in the classroom. He discovered that she had written on the blackboard with chalk. The whole blackboard was filled with all kinds of dirty words, and... some words that we couldn't understand."

"Words you can't understand? Are there any photos?"

"No." Teacher Huang answered honestly again.

Well, you didn't leave me any clues.

Lu Yao sighed. It was too difficult to teach him. “Do you still remember what the text looks like? Can you show it to me?”

As he spoke, Lu Yao spread out his palms and let Teacher Huang draw a few lines on them. The lines looked crooked and looked like tadpole writing.

"I think I've seen similar words somewhere."

Although he couldn't tell exactly where the impression came from, Lu Yao vaguely remembered a fleeting memory.

"Have you seen it? We are actually quite surprised. Although Ke Xin has not been here for a long time, as far as we know, she is not very good at writing. The Chinese characters that we can understand look as if they were assembled when she wrote them. So when such words appeared, I thought she couldn't write Chinese characters clearly."

"By the way, how old is she?"

"Six years old."

"She was six years old, and she used a chair as a cushion on the podium to write?"

Hearing Lu Yao's casual question, Teacher Huang once again showed his fear after suddenly realizing something: "Yes! How could she write on a three-meter-high blackboard!"

Faced with Teacher Huang’s belated realization, Lu Yao blinked her eyes. It must not be easy for the children to grow up in their hands, what a group of confused “mothers”!

Forget it, I won’t complain about her for now.

From what Lu Yao heard now, it seemed that the two children had one thing in common, that is, they met "three-meter-long legs".

The only one who had a problem was Xiong Lele. Lu Yao remembered that Xiong Lele was also about five or six years old.

According to Mr. Huang's recollection, Xiong Lele suddenly became very violent, often swearing at the ceiling and throwing things. Yesterday, he even injured a little girl while throwing things.

If Lu Yao's guess was correct, then these three children all saw some kind of "long-legged ghost" that others did not see?

But why just these three?

Thinking of this, Lu Yao continued to ask Teacher Huang: "I know Xiong Lele, but how did the other two children come to the welfare home?"

"Linlin has a congenital disease and was abandoned at the door of an orphanage. But she doesn't seem to be pessimistic. She is a very positive little girl."

"As for Ke Xin, her mother ran away with someone else a year ago. Her father couldn't bear it anymore and committed suicide by drinking pesticide. He also poisoned her, but she was saved by a neighbor. Her father originally had a younger sister, but her aunt thought she looked like her mother and got angry when she saw her, so she didn't want her and moved away from the city."

"So, the three children's life stories don't have any similarities. Can I meet the other two children?"

Lu Yao felt that she couldn't get anything out of Teacher Huang. Although Teacher Huang had a kind heart, he was actually a fool and tended to overlook many problems, so it was not as easy as asking the corresponding children.

Teacher Huang shook her head and said, "You are too late. Linlin has had a high fever for the past two days and it won't go away. We have temporarily sent her to the Children's Hospital. As for Kexin, we contacted her mother and told her about her situation. Her mother came to pick her up this morning."

"Oh, so Xiong Lele is the only one left, so you wanted to send him away as well."

Hearing this, Teacher Huang blushed again, "No, we are not the kind of people who push problems onto others. It was the director's mother who said that since the children had problems, they have had nightmares and wet the bed every night. She was worried that this would not be good for the children and would affect the rest of the other children and cause them trauma."

At this point, Teacher Huang mentioned another point: "Especially the child who was hit by Lele. The child had just arrived and was already withdrawn. If he was frightened again, it would be even more difficult for him to recover in the future."

"Your dean has her concerns. It seems that you listen to her very much and call her 'Mom'." After asking so many questions, Lu Yao couldn't help but chat with Teacher Huang, otherwise he would make himself look like a cop.

Teacher Huang smiled shyly: "I lived in an orphanage when I was a child. At that time, I called the director mom. But I was adopted when I was eight years old. Now I come back to volunteer."

"Ah? You've been here before?" Lu Yao looked at Teacher Huang. Teacher Huang seemed to be about the same age as himself. So, she was the same age as Huang Shuting and they grew up together, so they were old acquaintances.

Not bad, not bad. She still has some good impression of Teacher Huang.

Teacher Huang nodded and talked a little more about her life in the welfare home. It seemed that she really liked it here, and therefore treated the children here like her own brothers and sisters.

As Mr. Huang's talk went further and further away, Lu Yao did not bring the topic back.

To be honest, she actually understands how it feels to have no relatives.

But as time went by, she became stubborn and had a bad temper, and she intentionally turned her longing and dependence on her relatives into giving up, almost forgetting that she was also a half-homeless child.

However, unexpectedly, Teacher Huang suddenly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, I like to collect children's handicrafts... Oh, I remember that the ceramics that Linlin smashed are still in my office. Do you want to take a look?"

Nonsense, why didn’t you say it earlier!

Lu Yao immediately perked up: "Of course."

A moment later, Lu Yao followed Teacher Huang to her office, which was located next to the lounge on the third floor.

Teacher Huang opened the door and took out a ceramic fragment wrapped in newspaper from the scrap pile and handed it to Lu Yao: "I originally wanted to return it to Linlin after repairing it, but it was too broken, so I had to throw it aside."

Lu Yao took the newspaper. The fragments inside were indeed so shattered that it was hard to tell what it was.

But it doesn't matter, she can use her dexterity skills.

"I can fix this. How about you wait outside, Mr. Huang, and I'll give it to you after I'm done."

“Oh, okay.” Teacher Huang walked out without thinking, and kindly closed the door for Lu Yao. Then he said belatedly, “Huh? She can also make ceramics? Wait, why should I come out? Isn’t that my office!”

As Mr. Huang was about to push the door, he heard a scream from the lounge where Xiong Lele was originally...