This woman is no ordinary person. She looks gentle and weak, but in fact, every move she makes has a deeper meaning.
If I hadn't already sensed something was wrong, I probably wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong with this woman.
I processed the memories that had just entered my mind.
In my memory, Shenwu No. 2 Middle School was the best in Shenwu County.
This school was indeed not very good in the 1980s and 90s, but after Cao Dajun became the new principal, the quality of the school improved dramatically.
Although the students were still as bad as ever, their grades improved by leaps and bounds, and they eventually became the best middle school in the county.
I frowned, finding this information strange.
Why did Long Xiyue transfer this memory into my mind just now?
And then there's this principal, Cao Dajun. I have a strong feeling that he's not a good person.
The fact that this school has become such a mess is very likely related to Cao Dajun.
Especially those puppet students in the school, something's really wrong with them.
"Master Chen, we're out of options now!"
The school is frequently haunted, making it impossible for students to study in peace!
We consulted many experts before, but they were all helpless!
I heard from Master Zhang Yongnian that you two can do it!
At this moment, Teacher Long knelt down before me and Lao Dao once again, and his pitiful appearance moved me deeply.
For a moment, I even forgot that it was this woman who altered my memories.
"Get up first, Lao Dao and I will handle the school matters!"
I helped Teacher Long to a chair and comforted her, which helped me calm down and prepare for the next step.
“My brother Chen is right, leave the school matters to us! But Teacher Long should also cooperate actively!”
Old Dao chuckled, not forgetting to give Long Xiyue a little nudge.
The other party was very cooperative, telling me and Lao Dao a lot about the school.
The main focus is on Cao Rongbin's previous resume.
"By the way, Teacher Long, I found an envelope earlier. It seems to be addressed to Teacher Cao. Could you take a look?"
I suddenly remembered the mysterious letter I found at Lao Cao's house, so I took it out of my pocket and handed it to Long Xiyue.
"This signature should be Lin Momo!"
I don't know what happened between the two of them, but their accident might be related to this!
While Teacher Long was reading the letter, I gave him a brief introduction.
However, after Teacher Long finished reading it, he frowned and shook his head repeatedly.
"Master Chen, I am very familiar with Lin Momo's handwriting, this is definitely not Lin Momo's!"
Long Xiyue spoke to me with a firm tone and absolute certainty.
"What? It's not Lin Momo's?"
When I heard this answer, my head was spinning.
The answer I finally got was wrong!
"Absolutely not! This is Lin Momo's handwriting!"
Teacher Long was very certain, and then took out a workbook from her drawer.
The homework assignment contained Lin Momo's name.
When I opened it, I saw that the handwriting inside was very neat and had a kind of spirit; it didn't seem like the kind of handwriting a delinquent girl would use.
On the contrary, although the words on the letter were also beautiful, they lacked a certain spirit.
It's the kind of thing only a dull person could write.
These two types of characters are completely different styles.
If this notebook truly belongs to Lin Momo, then this letter must have been written by someone else.
"Anyway, that's all I know about Lin Momo. I don't like this child, but it's undeniable that she has great talent!"
Teacher Long took the homework book back, put it in the drawer, and closed the drawer.
He then took out two small locks and locked them securely.
This action stunned me; someone who didn't know better would have thought they were locking a safe.
I scanned it with my Heavenly Eye, and wow, there really was a bunch of orbs of light slowly wriggling inside the drawer.
Just as I suspected, there was a big problem with this drawer.
But now is not the time to tear off all pretenses.
"By the way, gentlemen, I don't know much. If you two want to know more, I'll take you to see Director Wang!"
Teacher Long stood up, looked at me and Lao Dao, and spoke sincerely.
Director Wang?
I whispered those three words.
"Wang Xuecheng is the head of our senior year department! He's one of the oldest in our school, I heard he's been here for almost 40 years, so he's probably the most senior!"
Seeing my confusion, Long Xiyue introduced Director Wang to me and Lao Dao.
"Moreover, Director Wang has a very good relationship with Teacher Cao, so he must know a lot about Teacher Cao!"
Long Xiyue added once again.
I recalled the names of the teachers I remembered when I looked at the names earlier.
There were principals and various outstanding teachers, but not this Director Wang.
There are many teachers with the surname Wang, but the director is definitely not surnamed Wang.
"Has this Director Wang retired?"
I feel my memory is a bit confused, probably because of that thing.
"He hasn't retired! He's the only headmaster for our senior year, and he's been doing it for so many years!"
"That's strange!"
I muttered to myself, things at this school are getting weirder and weirder.
Something was off about the woman in front of us, and the Director Wang she recommended was also strange in every way, but the more strange it was, the more we needed to meet this Director Wang.
Long Xiyue got up, opened the door, and then led me and Lao Dao up to the third floor.
This teaching building is very dilapidated, as if it hasn't been renovated for many years.
The first and second floors were done quite well, but the third floor is just pure cement.
There was a damp smell as soon as you went up there.
When we went up to the third floor, there were quite a few students coming and going, but they were like puppets, not making a single move when they saw us.
The students on the third floor are also puppets.
We soon arrived at Director Wang's office. Teacher Long knocked gently on the door first, and after receiving confirmation, the three of us went in together.
Teacher Long gave Director Wang a brief introduction to our situation.
I looked at Director Wang; he appeared to be in his fifties, but his hair was already gray, and his body was somewhat hunched.
He was wearing a simple suit, but it must have been over ten years old.
When Director Wang saw Lao Dao and me, he quickly stood up from his chair, extended his hand to shake ours, and welcomed us.
I was cautious and kept the information in my mind while shaking hands.
However, no extra memories were injected this time either.
After a brief exchange, we told Director Wang the purpose of our visit.
Director Wang's mouth was agape.
"Teacher Long, don't you remember? Teacher Cao died a long time ago!"
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