The next day, a new student arrived, and everyone lined up to welcome him as usual.
Lin Zixiang looked up at the new classmate whose hair was dyed in all sorts of colors and was momentarily lost in thought. The classmate's father was right next to him; he looked like a wealthy man, and even the principal treated him with utmost respect.
He sighed inwardly. Would rich people send their children to such a hell?
Sure enough, as soon as the rich man left, the new classmate who had mocked them was immediately thrown to the ground by the instructor. He struggled to get up and was given another severe beating, while the previously smiling principal became extremely indifferent.
“Educate him properly!” Hong Yanwen knew that as long as he reformed this kid, Fang Zhiyi, that nouveau riche, would be willing to give him more money.
Fang Zhiyi continued doing his own thing; he was still a little unaccustomed to not having his son bothering him around.
He had visited several times, but Hong Yanwen had stopped him each time, saying it was not good for the child's growth. For the sake of his child, he endured it. Hong Yanwen showed him several videos, and seeing his son's well-behaved appearance in the videos, he was extremely grateful to Hong Yanwen and was very generous in accepting Hong Yanwen's request for sponsorship.
Two years later, Fang Chenghan returned home. He was different from before; he was no longer hyperactive or irritable, but he had also become somewhat silent. Fang Zhiyi celebrated this in a special way, not only providing Hong Yanwen with a sum of money, but also giving her son a large allowance. However, Fang Chenghan showed no sign of happiness.
Fang Zhiyi didn't pay attention.
Later, a series of incidents occurred in the city.
Two men were drinking by the roadside when they were attacked by a motorcyclist. One died on the spot, and the other became a vegetable.
A girl was dragged for dozens of meters by a car with its license plate obscured after school.
A home invasion robbery occurred in an upscale residential area, resulting in the deaths of both the victim's parents.
These seemingly unrelated heinous crimes were connected by a detective.
As the investigation deepened, Fang Chenghan, who had little presence, came into his view.
Finally, the truth about the "Happy Life School" was revealed, and the past of the beaten and abused children was presented to the detective. The seemingly unrelated cases also gradually became clear, and these victims were all related to the instructors and principal of the school.
The leader of this revenge organization was Fang Chenghan.
When he was trapped in his home, Fang Zhiyi was already on his deathbed, the house was filled with the smell of gas, and he couldn't even lift his hand.
Fang Chenghan sat opposite him, staring blankly at the lighter in his hand.
“Just a little bit more, just a little bit more and we’d find him. He ran off with the money.” He nervously looked up at his father, the first time he’d smiled since coming home. “You have no idea, you have no idea how many evil things they’ve done.”
Fang Zhiyi wanted to stop her son, but Fang Chenghan stood up and opened his arms as if embracing the sun, as if the smell of gas in the room was sweet.
He began to ramble on about his past two years, recounting those dark times, talking about classmates who jumped off buildings in despair, girls who were insulted, and a friend of his who was abused to the point of mental illness.
Fang Zhiyi's pupils contracted. He had never imagined that place would be like that. Watching his son fall backward in a frenzy, he tried desperately to move his body, but only managed to fall off the sofa.
Just then, the detectives burst through the door. Fang Chenghan closed his eyes and pressed the lighter in his hand with some regret.
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