Quick Transmigration: What to Do When the Male Supporting Character You Saved Becomes Obsessed with

Chapter 367 Obedient and Clingy Younger Brother (78)

Zheng Qingping's teaching records from so many years are almost all connected.

The electronic version has already been sent from the school to the municipal bureau, and the information department has already checked it.

The records were from a long time ago and weren't stored in the computer. Jin Shuhe and Lü Chun came to the archives today to look at them.

Director Hao took the file from Jin Shuhe's hand, looked at it carefully, and then showed a puzzled look: "Yes... how come there are blanks for a few years?"

Based on the information sent to the Municipal Bureau, Zheng Qingping is indeed a very responsible teacher who has mentored many graduating classes since she started working.

Many teachers are reluctant to teach graduating classes in high schools, and in public schools, teacher evaluations are mostly based on years of service.

Even with the subsidies for teaching graduating classes, most people felt that it was disproportionate to the hard work and mental strain of that year.

Many teachers take on subject teaching duties whenever possible, while homeroom teachers are generally chosen by teachers whose age and health permit.

Many teachers stop teaching graduating classes once they reach a certain age.

But Zheng Qingping and her husband did not. Zheng Qingping had just seen off her last graduating class the year before she retired.

Her husband, Teacher Wang, also saw off a graduating class last year.

When asked, her former colleagues and students said she rarely even asked for leave.

How could there be no work record for several years?

Director Hao clearly couldn't explain it either. She flipped through the files for a while and said, "Please wait a moment while I make a phone call to ask. The main thing is, I haven't been at this school for the past few years."

She took her phone and went outside.

After a while, she came in and said, "I just called a retired teacher who used to work at this school. She's a few years older than Teacher Zheng."

"She said that Teacher Zheng wasn't at No. 2 Middle School for those few years. Although they were all public schools at the time, No. 2 Middle School had the best teaching resources in Pucheng!" Director Hao said, with a hint of pride.

"At that time, No. 5 Middle School lacked experienced young teachers, so the Education Bureau decided to transfer some teachers from other schools to No. 5 Middle School first. Those years of teaching experience should be at No. 5 Middle School."

"Fifth Middle School?"

Lu Chun thought for a moment: "The one on Qingxing Road?"

"Yeah, that's it."

"Okay, we understand. We'll take these basic files with us for now and return them to you later." Lü Chun packed the items into her bag.

"Alright, then I won't see you off. I have some things to take care of!" Director Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Find the phone number of the person in charge at No. 5 Middle School and have them send someone over now. I'll drive," Lü Chun said to Jin Shuhe as she got into the driver's seat.

Jin Shuhe nodded.

Zheng Qingping works at good schools. He doesn't know what No. 5 Middle School was like back then, but when Jin Shuhe was in high school, No. 5 Middle School was already a provincial key school with very high admission scores.

When the principal of No. 5 Middle School was contacted, he was also stunned on the phone: "A murder case?"

“I became the principal of No. 5 Middle School eight years ago… Here’s what we’ll do: I’ll find the old teachers who worked at the school back then right away. You can ask us anything, and we will definitely cooperate fully!”

"Ok, thank you."

After waiting for about twenty minutes at the entrance of No. 5 Middle School, I saw a rather elderly woman wearing a long down jacket walk over.

Lü Chun got out of the car to help him up.

"Are you Teacher Qin?"

"Yes... I came over as soon as I received Principal Liu's call. My home is quite close to here, so I just walked over. I hope I didn't keep you inconvenience?"

Teacher Qin speaks clearly and politely, sounding like a seasoned teacher.

"No, the security guard hasn't opened the door yet. Why don't you come in our car and warm up for a while? It's too cold outside."

Jin Shuhe opened the door, got out, and together with Lü Chun, helped Teacher Qin to the back seat.

"Oh dear... I'm not so old that my legs are so weak!" She sighed. "Xiao Zheng... Xiao Zheng is only in his fifties, right? He just retired not long ago... Oh dear, how did this happen?"

"Have you worked with Teacher Zheng for a long time?" Jin Shuhe took out his notebook.

"It hasn't been long. After all, Xiao Zheng isn't a teacher at our school, but after she came, she and I worked together. I was the homeroom teacher and she was the subject teacher. Xiao Zheng is a really nice person, very enthusiastic. The children all like her, and she has helped me with a lot of things..."

"After she went back, we've kept in touch. Last year, she and her husband even came to visit me... I really didn't expect this. Xiao Zheng is such a good person, why did she do this to me!" Teacher Qin sighed as she spoke.

At this point, the school security guard finally arrived late. He opened the gate and let them in, giving them a set of keys to various offices.

"Just give it to me."

The archives of No. 5 Middle School are on the third floor.

Zheng Qingping's file is not here; what can be found are her teaching records from when she worked at the Fifth Middle School.

The filing cabinet contains evaluations of each other by teachers and students from back then.

Jin Shuhe glanced through the document: almost no students had anything bad to say about her.

"Why is it still a year and a half short?" Jin Shuhe frowned slightly.

"Oh!" Teacher Qin clapped her hands.

"Xiao Zheng has been teaching in a rural area for over a year!"

"Teaching in rural areas?"

"Yes, this was a city-wide event back then, a one-on-one support program with the teaching support areas. Every school had to send a teacher!" Teacher Qin recalled.

"Back then, there was a suitable young teacher at No. 5 Middle School, but the previous one found out she was pregnant, so the school wanted to replace her. Although Xiao Zheng was from No. 2 Middle School, she was considered a teacher at No. 5 Middle School at the time..."

“She’s the right age, doesn’t have children, and her partner is also a teacher. She’s also willing… that’s why we let her go,” Teacher Qin explained.

"Where did she go to teach in a rural area?" Lü Chun sighed, after all the twists and turns.

"They went to a remote, impoverished county under the jurisdiction of Liaocheng." Teacher Qin remembered it fairly clearly.

Is she alone?

"No, there's another male teacher and a female teacher, but I don't know either of them well. Why don't you ask someone who knows them?" Teacher Qin sighed.

"Okay, thank you. We'll drive you home." Lü Chun winked at Jin Shuhe, signaling him to get out and drive.

Jin Shuhe understood what she meant.

After taking Teacher Qin home, Jin Shuhe finally asked, "What did Teacher Qin say to you?"

"She said that the male teacher who went with her back then, there were rumors that there was something ambiguous between him and Zheng Qingping... Teacher Qin felt it was a bit difficult to talk about and didn't want to say it in front of you, a child."

Jin Shuhe: ?

"real or fake?"

"You can't draw conclusions without investigation, young comrade!" Lü Chun slapped Jin Shuhe hard.

"I guess I'll have to go on another business trip..."

"Then I..."

"Let's talk about it later! We'll see what Deputy Captain Wu has to say when we get back!" Lü Chun interrupted him, "Going on this business trip with you has given me a psychological trauma!"

Jin Shuhe pursed her lips, not daring to refute.

However, Jin Shuhe ultimately did not go on this business trip with Lü Chun.

By the time they got back to the station, it was already 6 p.m., and Qin Wen and the others returned shortly after.

"Zhang Chunxia, ​​did you make the call?" Qin Wen asked as he entered the room, getting some water.

"Ah."

"She's quite vigilant, I don't know why, she's always wary of us, even though she said she's investigating a previous case."

Jin Shuhe didn't answer; he didn't know why either.

"Did you get any answers from the questions again?"

"No, they're just repeating the same old excuses over and over again. Let them think it through. Zhao Lizhu is a little angry. He said he's thought about it so many times. If he had any new ideas, wouldn't he tell us?" Qin Wen sprinkled coffee powder into the coffee.

"He also said... he felt sorry for your father because he couldn't help much."

“He’s from the same village as my parents.” Jin Shuhe has known Uncle Zhao since she was very young. She heard that before they went out to work, they lived in a neighboring village.

"They're quite close," Qin Wen replied casually.

As he passed by Jin Shuhe, he paused, his brows furrowing as he stared at Jin Shuhe's computer screen.

Jin Shuhe is looking at photos of the crime scene.

These are photos of the crime scene from his mother's case.

Qin Wen didn't know what to say.

Jin Shuhe's involvement in this case inevitably leads to his mother's case, but seeing all this makes Qin Wen uneasy.

He simply couldn't imagine what Jin Shuhe's feelings were back then, or what his feelings were now as he looked at the crime scene photos.

He is very strong.

But Qin Wen felt that this would cause problems.

Jin Shuhe didn't notice him standing behind her. The mouse slowly scrolled down, and his eyes fell on a certain spot in the photo, looking at it intently.

The photos of the crime scene were extremely messy, and many of them even showed people peeking in from outside the door to watch the commotion.

As Jin Shuhe looked at those faces, some memories slowly returned. Those were all their neighbors back then, living together in that cramped and narrow corridor space, seeing each other all the time.

All of these people were cleared of suspicion.

The cafeteria specially prepared hot meals for them that evening. After Jin Shuhe finished eating, he went back to look at the photos, while Qi Silang and the others went ahead to go on a business trip.

Some of the people involved in the case back then, such as the parents who lived with their daughter, have now left Pucheng and are unwilling to return.

The colleagues in charge of road traffic are still persisting in checking all possible surveillance footage, making a needle-in-a-haystack effort.

Lü Chun also noticed what Jin Shuhe was doing. She simply asked him in a normal tone, "What's the point of looking at those photos?"

"Yes, look for footprints."

"Footprints? I remember the crime scene was completely destroyed..."

Lu Chun also pulled up the photos from that time and frowned as she looked at them.

Jin Shuhe shared his thoughts with her, and Lü Chun's expression also turned sour. She nodded and looked at the photos carefully with Jin Shuhe.

Captain Xie wasn't in the Major Crimes Unit today; he went to a meeting with his superiors all day and will be home tonight.

Deputy Captain Wu was indeed getting on in years, and his eyes were blurry from staying up so long. Only Jin Shuhe and Lü Chun were left in the office, and the clock had unknowingly slipped past one in the morning.

"Bang!"

The sound of the chair overturning startled Lü Chun.

Turning her head, she saw Jin Shuhe had stood up, but her back was still bent, her whole body was sticking out, staring intently at the screen, as if trying to confirm in disbelief: "Sister Lü, come and take a look."

"Found it?" Lu Chun hurriedly walked to his side, looking down at the details of the photo on his computer screen, which was magnified and somewhat out of focus.

They are footprints, definitely footprints.

The scene photo did not show the victim, but only the ground and many sets of footprints.

These photos were probably not of any reference value at the time.

Those were indeed two and a half bloody footprints, and judging by their size, they belonged to a child.

However, it was covered by other footprints and was not very clear.

"No one was there..." Lü Chun wanted to ask if no other children had been there, but she realized she had lost her mind halfway through the question.

"If these are your footprints, is it possible that you stepped on them after the police arrived at the scene?"

"Impossible," Jin Shuhe said calmly and firmly, though his hands were already clenched into fists.

"I...I only went inside once." Jin Shuhe's memory of that day was crystal clear.

"After I entered the room and went to my mother's side, I heard a sound and ran to the bedroom to hide."

"After that... I just ran and crawled until I got to the corridor. I never went in again. The footprint, the toes of the toes, were pointing inwards."

Jin Shuhe let out a breath: "When I ran in, the soles of my shoes were stained with blood."

Lu Chun's hair stood on end instantly.

"I'll go get Deputy Captain Wu."

As she turned around, she even considered asking Jin Shuhe if he wanted to come with her, wondering if she would be scared to be alone in the office.

When the murderer returned to the crime scene, he saw the child's bloody footprints on the ground...

Along the way, the mess extended under the bed. The murderer stood by the bed, looking at the place where the footprints disappeared.

What kind of scene was that?

Then, he dragged the child's mother's body onto the bed and pressed it down on top of the child. He did all of this intentionally; he did it deliberately for the child to see!

Wu Qidong arrived at the office and remained silent for a long time after looking at the photos.

They didn't notice this detail in the photo back then.

“I’ve preserved your shoe print from back then, and I’ve had it compared with an expert’s work.”

Jin Shuhe nodded.

He woke up with a high fever in his bed in the lounge.

My head was splitting with pain, and I vomited several times.

When Lu Liruan opened the door, she was startled by his haggard appearance.

She insisted on taking him to the hospital.

I had blood drawn, and I also had an electrocardiogram (ECG) and an electroencephalogram (EEG).

"We initially suspected vertigo, but now we see that his intracranial pressure is very high. It's highly likely that he hasn't had enough rest for a long time and is under a lot of stress. In addition, he had surgery recently, so his physical condition and resistance are not very good. We'll prescribe some medication and let him rest and observe for now."

After returning from the hospital, my condition improved considerably after taking the medication.

Jin Shuhe was forced to rest on the bed by Lu Liruan. Seeing that Lu Liruan was about to turn around and leave, he tried to get up with difficulty: "Sister Liruan..."

Seeing Lu Liruan's serious expression, he felt uneasy and realized that he had angered Sister Liruan again.

"Shh—" Lu Liruan pressed down on the corner of his blanket: "Rest first, we can talk when you wake up." Lu Liruan spoke gently and raised her hand to cover his eyes.

Feeling Jin Shuhe's eyelashes flutter a few times in his palm, he obediently closed his eyes.

After a short while, his breathing calmed down; he had reached his mental limit.

After leaving his room, Lu Liruan replied to Lü Chun's message: "Nothing's wrong... What exactly happened to him? Can you tell me a little bit? I'm really worried about him."