Chapter 421: Unknown Corpse, Missing Head of Grade
The faces of the people present all turned gloomy, with inexplicable panic in their eyes.
Principal Wang didn't dare say anything until the forensic doctor from the police station arrived at the scene.
Medical examiner Lao Liu examined the body and said, "Judging from the degree of decomposition, the body has been dead for more than ten years."
"The cause of death was a blow to the back of the head caused by a sharp object, but it was not a fatal cause of death."
"He must have been buried on the spot while still alive, so his fingers were filled with dirt and blood."
Soon, Lao Liu started to search through the clothes of the corpse and found a piece of paper in the inner pocket of his shirt.
Because it has been so long, the content on the paper inside is no longer recognizable.
Finally, the forensic doctor Lao Liu gave his conclusion: "Preliminary judgment is that this person is a male around 30 years old and died of murder!"
Because the identity could not be confirmed, the body was taken back by the forensic doctor for autopsy and further confirmation.
The body of a murdered man is found beneath the school's plastic running track, and learning is immediately put on hold.
The principal and several school leaders were all taken to the office and questioned one by one.
Almost all the important leaders of the school were called to the school and questioned separately in the office.
Principal Wang sat on the chair, looking obviously nervous.
Wen Xiaoli inquired carefully, "What can you imagine about the body under the school's plastic track?"
Principal Wang immediately shook his head: "Comrade Police Officer, I don't know either."
"I've been at this school for 30 years and I've never heard of anyone dying in school."
"Really?" Meng Fuling looked at him and asked, "Then why did you immediately conclude it was an abandoned corpse?"
The anxious look on his face just now seemed like he was deliberately trying to lead the police not to continue the investigation.
He even wants to deal with the body himself. No matter how you look at it, it seems like he is hiding something.
Principal Wang swallowed hard, struggling for a moment. "I'm going to retire tomorrow."
"I don't want to cause any trouble in my last year, so I just want to resolve it quietly."
"And our school was indeed a mass grave before, but it was later redeveloped into a school."
Wen Xiaoli listened to his words and felt that there were not many loopholes.
We are all working people in the workplace, so it is normal for Principal Wang to think this way.
Meng Fuling kept looking at his face, with a sneer on her lips.
"Principal Wang, I see you have a pointed head and a narrow forehead. People with pointed heads are known to be exceptionally intelligent, but there's something ominous about your eyes and blood on your hands. I'm afraid you're going to die!"
After listening to Meng Fuling's words, Principal Wang was stunned for a moment and then immediately smiled.
"Comrade police officer, please stop joking. I've been a teacher my whole life. How could I possibly have blood on my hands?"
Meng Fuling stared into her eyes: "I gave you a chance. If you don't tell the truth, I can't save you."
Wen Xiaoli glanced at her quietly, and it seemed that she had noticed something.
A hint of panic flashed across Principal Wang's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.
But he smiled, shook his head and wagged his tail, and gave Meng Fuling a lecture: "You don't talk about strange things, not because you don't believe in them, but because you respect ghosts and gods and keep them at a distance."
The fans in the live broadcast room were slightly stunned, and then started to complain crazily.
What does he mean by that? It's so pompous and sour. Does that mean he doesn't believe in ghosts at all?
"As expected, you're the principal. Even your words are so amusing. To put it bluntly, you don't believe in my master."
[The master said he was doomed, yet this guy is still here giving lectures.]
[My master's greatest strength is his ability to deal with those who refuse to believe in evil and are stubborn. I don't think the principal will survive this night.]
[I completely agree. Since the bodies aren't found in a mass grave, it means someone did die in this school.]
Principal Wang acted nonchalant, and several other colleagues also asked other school leaders.
Among them were the vice-principal, the head of the finance department, and the directors of each grade. The interrogation soon lasted until evening.
At this point, some people were already dissatisfied: "Comrade police, have you investigated thoroughly? It's getting dark and we have to go back."
Wen Xiaoli was organizing everyone's statements and then looking at the dozen or so people in the classroom.
"According to the investigation, a teacher disappeared from the school thirteen years ago."
"Mr. Huang Chengming, the head teacher of Class 7, Grade 9, never returned home after evening self-study at the age of 32."
"His family reported the case to the police station at the time, but there has been no news to this day."
Wen Xiaoli suddenly mentioned Teacher Huang Chengming, which stunned everyone present.
All the teachers in this school, no matter how long they have been there, know about this.
Huang Chengming is a math teacher for the third grade and also the head teacher of Class 7.
I have always been dedicated to teaching. Thirteen years ago, after the evening study on April 13th.
It is said that he stayed in the school alone to correct homework and would be able to go home before 9:30 in the evening as usual.
But he didn't go home that night, and his wife thought he worked too late and slept in the school dormitory.
She didn't take it too seriously and sent him a message the next morning but he didn't reply. She felt strange and went to the school to ask.
Not only did Huang Chengming not go home or stay at school, he seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.
After I called the police, they also came to the school to investigate. I remember that the school was paving the runway at that time.
"So, if I'm not mistaken, Teacher Huang Chengming was murdered at that time."
"Then he was buried under the runway under construction that night, so he has not been found to this day."
"Who would have thought that thirteen years later, when the plastic track was repaved, the bodies would be dug up again by the construction team."
Wen Xiaoli's reasoning was very clear. Huang Chengming's death was probably not an accident but a murder.
The atmosphere at the scene was very depressing, and more than a dozen people looked at each other and began to become suspicious.
The young director of the Department of Education quickly clarified: "I had never been to this school thirteen years ago."
The two grade directors also hurriedly explained: "Yes, I was transferred ten years ago and didn't know Huang Chengming at all before."
I watched as everyone started talking and offering their time.
Only the principal Wang Qianjin, vice-principal Liu Huaimin and accountant Zhang Huilan remained silent.
Principal Wang has been working at the school for 30 years and will retire tomorrow. Liu Huaimin has also been here for 15 years and has been serving as the vice principal.
As for Zhang Huilan, she has also worked in the school's finance department for a long time, for more than 20 years.
Principal Wang and Zhang Huilan have always had a good relationship. It is said that Zhang Huilan is his sister-in-law.
All three of them knew and met Huang Chengming, and had worked together.
Zhang Huilan shook her head: "Although we knew each other, it's been thirteen years since then. I can't remember many things!"
"Yeah, he and I are just ordinary colleagues, and he has a bad temper and is difficult to get along with."
Principal Wang shook his head as if he remembered something and couldn't help but sigh.
"At the time, Mr. Huang Chengming had a very bad relationship with his students and even engaged in campus violence against them privately."
"Who would have thought that he would be buried in the school after his death? He must have offended many people in the past."
"Principal Wang is right. If you don't believe me, just investigate and you'll know."
The vice-principal seemed to have a strong opinion of him: "Who knows who offended him and who did it to him."
Wen Xiaoli listened to what several people said and felt that the direction of the investigation might have to change.
Meng Fuling sneered and glanced at the black shadow reflected in the window.
"Really? I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."
"Squeak, squeak!" The lights in the office suddenly flickered a few times, making a shrill sound.
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