Chapter 125: This is how she survived three years of high school
Zhang Meng looked at Xing Yu cautiously, and even when he was sitting, he still felt a little uneasy.
Zhang Meng asked him softly, "Um...will you really give me 200,000 if I tell the truth?"
"Um."
Zhang Meng swallowed nervously and explained awkwardly, "Sir... I'm sorry... I... I can't help it. My child is sick and in the hospital and needs surgery, so... You won't call the police, will you?"
"Don't worry, I won't."
Zhang Meng had already prepared himself for a psychological struggle on the way here.
For money and for my son, everything else is secondary.
Zhang Meng took a breath and recalled those clear yet blurry memory fragments from many years ago. After piecing them together, he told Xing Yu everything.
"Lin Yan was admitted to our high school with the highest score in the middle school entrance exam. She was beautiful, had good grades, and the teachers liked her very much. I was the class monitor and she was the Youth League secretary. We would occasionally discuss academic matters together."
"She was reserved and gentle, always willing to quietly help others in class. Everyone liked her, but she didn't make many friends. She spent all her time studying, spending almost every day hunched over her desk reading and doing homework... Anyway, at that time, everyone's impression of her was just that of a gentle, academically gifted nerd."
"It seems... it was not long after the first semester of my freshman year, when I heard from the girls in my class that Lin Yan had gotten into trouble and offended a rich girl from the next class. That girl's name seemed to be Mo Jiaozi... Yes! Mo Jiaozi! Mo Jiaozi!"
"Her family is very rich, and she has a very strange temper. She likes to take it out on others for no reason. She hangs out with people outside the school all day long, and the teachers can't control her."
"At first, Mo Jiaozi and her sisters would come to the class during breaks to find Lin Yan, tearing up her books, pulling her hair, and slapping her... Later, after evening study, they would drag her to the bathroom... Female classmates said they saw this happen several times... Lin Yan was stripped naked by Mo Jiaozi and her friends, pushed to the ground, and beaten with a mop and wet towel..."
"Later, every weekend, Lin Yan would be taken away by Mo Jiaozi and her friends from outside the school. When she returned to school, she would always have wounds on her arms and face..."
"I remember it was the second semester of my sophomore year. I don't know what Mo Jiaozi and the others did to Lin Yan... Lin Yan's back was often injured, and her white school uniform was soaked with thick yellow water and blood stains... After the injuries healed, her back would start bleeding again after a while... Later, our homeroom teacher couldn't stand it anymore... She bought her medicine and took her to the hospital for bandages..."
"I even went to the principal to report the matter between Mo Jiaozi and Lin Yan, but not only was the matter not resolved, but the homeroom teacher was fired within a week..."
Every word pierced into Xing Yu's heart, making him bleed profusely.
He couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he suppressed his sobs and spoke weakly: "So... at that time... no one stood up to help her..."
"We... don't dare. Mo Jiaozi seems to have transferred from Jingbei to Qingyang. She comes from a very powerful family. I heard that Changwu Middle School was funded by Mo Jiaozi's father... The principal turned a blind eye to this matter. Plus, Lin Yan's family was in financial difficulty and had no one to support her, so he acquiesced to this matter..."
Xing Yu: "Did she... resist? Call the police or get help."
"Yes... That time when I went to the teacher's office to get the test paper, I saw Lin Yan crying and begging the new homeroom teacher. She said she would never call the police again and only begged her not to drop out of school. She said she couldn't drop out, because if she did, her life would be over... She had to take the college entrance examination..."
"As time went on, Lin Yan stopped resisting... Although she was often covered in wounds, no one ever saw her cry in the classroom. But she also never smiled or spoke again... She was always alone in a corner, flipping through books or burying her head in exam questions..."
"That's how she survived those three years of high school... Almost everyone in the entire high school department knew about Lin Yan's situation. Mo Jiaozi later became even more ruthless, often coming into the classroom to strip Lin Yan's clothes and show everyone the scars on her back, warning everyone that anyone who dared to help Lin Yan would end up like her..."
"We all saw what happened to Lin Yan, but we could only watch helplessly... Before graduation, the principal had a talk with each of us, telling us not to tell anyone about this. If anyone leaked a word, Mo Jiaozi's father would find a thousand ways to find us, making it impossible for us to find a job after graduation, and our lives would be difficult..."
"So, that's the end of Lin Yan's story... She... was bullied by those people for three whole years..."
Having said that, Zhang Meng shook his head helplessly, revealing a hint of hatred, and couldn't help spitting.
"This world is a game played in the palm of the hands of the powerful! The weak are trampled under their feet, powerless to fight back! Those at the bottom diligently abide by the rules, but they forget that those at the top are the rules themselves..."
Xing Yu's low and hoarse voice was like sandpaper, grinding against his extremely heavy heart bit by bit.
"Why did they bully Lin Yan? The reason..."
"I'm not sure about that...but it's definitely not Lin Yan's fault. She wouldn't cause trouble with her personality!"
Xing Yu suddenly thought of his conversation with Cheng Qing that day and asked, "Were there any rumors about Lin Yan at that time? For example, that she was being kept by someone?"
"How could that be?" Zhang Meng replied confidently, "That's not the case."
Cheng Qing really lied to him.
Since she is hiding it, she must know the reason.
After a brief moment of contemplation, he spoke coldly, emphasizing each word: "Besides Mo Jiaozi...who else? Who has bullied Lin Yan?"
Zhang Meng thought for a moment and said, "It's been too long, and Mo Jiaozi wasn't originally in our class. I don't remember her name. I just know that the other three were Mo Jiaozi's close classmates."
Xing Yu: "Is she also from Beijing North?"
"Yes, but Mo Jiaozi got into trouble a few days after the college entrance exam. She was dragged to a dilapidated factory by a stranger and beaten half to death. I heard she died of a cerebral hemorrhage shortly after being sent to the hospital... She deserved it. This is karma!"
Dead.
She got it right.
"Zhang Meng, let's discuss something."
"What's up?"
"Go back to Qingyang and help me find Mo Jiaozi's three friends. I want their contact information and home addresses. I'll give you another 200,000 yuan after you're done."
Zhang Meng's eyes flickered. This money was a fatal temptation to him.
His son had surgery and needed follow-up treatment costs.
He couldn't refuse.
"Sir..." Zhang Meng held up two slightly bent fingers in disbelief. "Are you sure... you'll give me another two hundred thousand?"
"Um."
"No problem, I promise!"
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