It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

The bond of close friends made Xiao Huai's voice echo directly in Lu Qian's mind.

"This is a thriller game, don't forget."

Lu Qian suddenly came back to his senses. What happened to him just now?

Why do I suddenly feel like I've done something wrong?

The look in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Li suddenly became more complicated.

Zhao Li is definitely not a simple person. She actually made people feel guilty with just a few words.

Zhao Li looked at Lu Yuan and asked, "Teacher Lu, are you going to tutor us too?"

"Of course." Lu Yuanshi smiled faintly.

Lu Qian watched them leave.

I thought that I couldn't end the investigation just because of Zhao Li's words.

But this time we have to be more cautious when opening the coffin, and not be so open and aboveboard.

When Xiao Huai and Lu Yuanshi returned.

Lu Yuanshi came to Xiao Huai's side.

He told him something in a voice that only he could hear.

"Do you know what my mission is?"

Since Lu Yuanshi told Xiao Huai that he had an identity, it meant that he might have already had a mission.

And this task is very likely to conflict with the interests of most people.

Xiao Huai looked at him sideways, and Lu Yuanshi said lightly:

"Put endless pressure on Zhang Jucheng and drive him crazy."

After he finished reading this sentence calmly, he looked towards the door of Zhang Jucheng's room.

"It would be best if he could commit suicide."

The voice ended here, and Zhao Li turned his head and said, "Two teachers, I'm sorry to bother you. Oh, by the way, Ju Cheng doesn't need any rest time. If his attention is a little distracted, you can just take him to the painting room."

Zhao Li pointed to a door painted black at the end of the corridor.

It doesn't look like a painting room, but more like a punishment room.

Zhao Li added, "I'll go prepare the fruit first. You guys go ahead and get busy."

After she left, Xiao Huai spoke: "You told me everything about your mission and identity. Aren't you afraid of being punished in the end?"

"Aren't I asking for cooperation?" Lu Yuanshi suddenly leaned over slightly and whispered softly in Xiao Huai's ear, his eyes smiling like a fox.

The words "seek cooperation" were repeated over and over in my ears.

Xiao Huai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his eyes seemed to have seen through Lu Yuanshi.

"It's certainly not difficult to drive him crazy, but I'm more curious about what kind of person Zhang Jucheng is."

A child who is in family PUA for a long time can easily become extremely inferior, irritable, and moody.

They end up in two extremes.

Either they are extremely violent and rebellious, or they are obedient, humble and submissive like a doll.

Judging from Zhang Jucheng's current performance, he is very well-behaved and obedient, and it is very likely that he has developed into the latter - an obedient doll.

But if you look closely at the paintings on the wall.

That doesn't seem to be the case.

Zhang Jucheng likes to use thick brushstrokes and strong colors to enhance the tension of the picture.

In a picture with a red brick house in the background, the sky is dyed crimson, and a winding stream connects the house.

On the surface, it is really warm, but if you look a little closer, you can see an eye peeping from the dark corner of the red brick house.

Once you notice that eye, the entire tone of the picture changes suddenly.

The deep red sky and chaotic brushstrokes are mixed together, and an inexplicable violence is vaguely highlighting the picture.

The reflection in the creek doesn’t look like the sky.

It was like a river of hellfire spreading wildly.

Neither Zhang Jucheng nor Zhao Li can judge everything based on what they see on the surface.

People all hide their own secrets, and only by digging them out yourself can you see the final truth.

Xiao Huai knocked on the door, and after a while, the sound of footsteps was heard in the room.

When Zhang Jucheng saw that it was Xiao Huai who came to the door, there seemed to be some disappointment in his eyes, "Did mother ask you to come?"

"Ah."

"Hello, teacher." After hearing the response, he didn't care about anything else and bowed directly to Xiao Huai.

"Why are you so sure I'm a teacher and not here to play with you?"

Zhang Jucheng clenched the homework book in his hand. "My mother won't let anyone except the teacher into my room, and she won't let me go out to play. But studying makes me happy. Compared to going out to play, studying in the room gives me a greater sense of accomplishment."

He smiled brightly, without a trace of falsehood in his smile.

Xiao Huai and Lu Yuanshi looked at each other and saw that the walls of Zhang Jucheng's room were filled with books of all kinds.

What kind of person does Zhao Li want to cultivate his child into?

"Teacher, please come in quickly, time is precious."

Xiao Huai had never been a teacher. He had gone to Zhang Jucheng's room to look for clues. He was a little uncomfortable with being asked to teach others for a while.

He quickly raised his head and looked at Lu Yuanshi: "Teacher Lu, come first."

Lu Yuanshi smiled silently, walked to Zhang Jucheng in an orderly manner, and actually started to teach him.

He taught comprehensive science, and Xiao Huai thought he was just pretending and talking casually.

It turns out that Lu Yuanshi really can do it.

Xiao Huai almost fell into it while watching from the side.

His bony fingers pointed at the question. His hands were big, and the cold light from the window shone in, making the blue veins on the back of his hands particularly obvious.

Lu Yuanshi's voice was light, and he was neither hurried nor slow when explaining the topic, with a focused and serious look. Just by sitting there, he had already achieved art.

Suddenly, Lu Yuanshi glanced sideways, and his peripheral vision met Xiao Huai's. Xiao Huai hurriedly looked away and began to read the books on the bookshelf.

You don’t know until you see it, and you will find something when you see it.

He found a collection of fairy tales on the bookshelf that was not suitable for his age group.

Children always like fairy tales because every fairy tale has a happy ending.

It is so beautiful that it is called a fairy tale.

Xiao Huai quietly took the fairy tale collection in his hand and was stunned for a moment after opening it.

Almost every page of this collection of fairy tales is blackened.

Except for the last story.

However, Xiao Huai does not think the last story is a fairy tale.

The name of the story is "Good Mother".

The heroine of the story is an orphan who has no mother. Whenever she sees other mothers picking up their children in the park, she feels jealous.

In the orphanage, she stole other people's dolls and pretended that she had a mother.

But fake is fake.

What she wants is a real mother.

Maybe this is a fairy tale. One day she sneaked out of the welfare home and came to the park.

She met a fairy, who fulfilled her wish for a mother and really brought her a mother who loved her.

The mother couldn't come out during the day and could only accompany the girl at night, but that was enough. As long as she had her mother, she was happy.

Every night, she would sneak out of the orphanage and go to the park to find her mother.

But one day, when she came to the park, she saw her mother talking to another child very gently.

The girl's world seemed to collapse.

Why did her mother talk to other children? Didn't she love her anymore? Was she tired of her?

The mother can only love her.

That's what a good mother is.

This...is not the case.