Xuanmen boss in the horror game card BUG

Chapter 110
"She will be in a coma for about two hours, and someone will come to deal with the aftermath later, don't worry."

Yan Lan signed the sign language and pushed the dean into the office, "Let's go, you should go home too."

Shang Yun wiped away his tears, moved his lips without making any sound, but followed Yan Lan step by step.

After getting out of the office building, she came to Yan Lan's side, her eyes were still red: "I'm sorry, I don't know... I thought the teacher would help me, I thought the teacher would not be like those people."

"Noble people have always been human beings, not a profession," Yan Lan responded silently, looking towards the darkening dusk in the west, "Society always likes to over-myth a certain authority, and teachers are just one of the typical examples."

From childhood to adulthood, people around you have said that you must listen to the teacher. What the teacher says is what you say. If you are praised by the teacher, the parents will be very happy. If you are criticized by the teacher, everyone will think that the teacher has nothing wrong, and then they will blame you. Not good enough, but is it really the case?
Are teachers really divine?Do teachers really make no mistakes?Is it really possible for a teacher to take care of every student?

Occupation is just an occupation, it does not represent what kind of person this person is.

"I didn't wear revealing clothes, I just wore a school uniform, and I didn't try to seduce..." Shang Yun wanted to continue, but tears fell uncontrollably, and he finally had to use his hands to wipe them.

[Very well, I was only in 00 when I died, and the girls in the streets and alleys were all wearing suspenders, and there were trendy Hong Kong styles, and I didn’t see much. ]
[About, probably... the economy was depressed after we left?If you can't manage your career, you can manage relatively weaker people? ]
[ah?Isn't it always like this? [Sex] Precocious puberty is shameful, [Sex] education is strictly prohibited, but it is necessary to urge marriage and birth at an old age^_^]
"The fact that a bank is open on the street is not an innocence for the wicked to rob, and it is not an innocence for the wicked to rob me with my money."

Yan Lan sighed, leaning against the wall and signed sign language slowly and earnestly, "If the world can't control the suspects, it will control the victims and tell them to shut up. It's their unique way of protection—you don't have to Pay attention, let alone internal friction.

"I have always felt that the minimum respect and understanding between people is 'allow others to be others, allow yourself to be yourself', if a person insists on accusing you beyond the mark, then he will have thousands of reasons to belittle you ——You don’t have to pay attention to those who belittle you in order to belittle you.”

What's more, the theory of victim guilt should not exist in the world.

But there are always people who distort the facts, turn black and white, and criticize the victim under the pretext of "why doesn't he bully others, only bullies you".And those who are silent seem to be doing justice, but their intentional or unintentional attitude shows that they maintain an acquiescing attitude towards this kind of behavior, which leads to the perpetrators being safe and the victims embattled on all sides.

It is always the victim who is discussed.

Shang Yun pursed his lips tightly, and smiled while suppressing the bitterness in his heart. His neck shrank slightly, as if a weight of tens of thousands of catties had been pressing on her shoulders, haunting her to grow up like a nightmare, "You said that in this world, good people... are Isn't it very rare?"

Yan Lan remained silent, raising her hand to stroke her hair.

It’s not that there are few good people, it’s because good people generally don’t take the initiative to come to you, and people with evil intentions will take the initiative to cause trouble and cause trouble for others. They just take pleasure in bullying you, and even have a little intention of bullying you for a living. It will make people feel that everything they look at is evil.

"Let's go," Yan Lan took her hand, and she was still signing with the free hand, "Go and kill it as soon as possible. If you don't want to tell your parents, I will accompany you tomorrow. After that, there are two options."

Shang Yun: "... what?"

"Private revenge, or call the police."

Yan Lan looked at the startled Shang Yun, and continued calmly: "But calling the police will cause a lot of additional damage, and the chance of success is very slim."

Shang Yun trembled: "I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of, are you afraid of calling the police?"

Shang Yun clenched Yan Lan's hand and nodded.

She is not afraid of another blow to the deification of power.

Instead, I was afraid of repeating the process of being hurt again and again during the interrogation, afraid of seeing pity and pity in the eyes of others, as if telling myself again and again, "You have been violated."What is more painful is trying to pull away, narrating too calmly will reduce the credibility of my narration, so I have to mentally re-experience the pain and torture in the past again and again.

Shang Yun is not a fool, she thought about calling the police, but she didn't have the courage or strength.The outside world has never given her tolerance and understanding extravagantly, only shackles and supercilious eyes.

"Then choose private revenge," Yan Lan said with gentle eyes, "I'll do it, no, we'll deal with it together."

"When the law fails to bring justice to the parties involved, private revenge is legitimate and even noble from this moment on. So, let's seek justice for ourselves together."

……

"gone?"

Xin Shan and others communicated with Baizhao at the entrance of the playground. Students after school and people playing football on the playground were bustling, but the other party accurately sensed Yanlan's arrival, and raised his hand and threw a bottle of normal temperature mineral water.

She had noticed the "little tail" behind her before the competition with Yan Lan, but Yan Lan didn't chase it away, so Xin Shan didn't care.

Yan Lan caught the water and walked to the two of them.

"I've just chatted with her a little bit," Xin Shan conveyed the status quo, "Do you have any questions--have you brought your notebook and pen? Let her use it."

Shirauma: "Yes, I'll take it."

Yan Lan took the pen and paper from Bai Nu, "How about Ah Sheng and Dong Hua Village?"

"Brother Ah Sheng is gone." After reading the question, Baizhao answered in a low voice after a long time. "Donghua Village suffered a mudslide a few years ago... and disappeared."

It echoed the ending of the previous game.

Yan Lan thought about it, and started to write again: "How are you doing now? Have you met a man named 'Jian Shanghui'..."

"Why are you still playing football, go and see! Someone jumped off the building and died."

"Damn, someone jumped off the building!"

"What? Finally someone can't stand jumping off the building, so can we have a holiday?"

"I was thinking about taking a vacation, but something happened! I heard that it seems to be the dumb person from the special donation. What's his name... Shang Yun?"

business cloud? !
Yan Lan suddenly turned her head, and Xin Shan straightened up in an instant: "What's going on? Didn't you talk to her just now?!"

Yan Lan didn't respond, and ran towards the direction of the surging crowd. After pushing through the noisy crowd, she saw the unrecognizable corpse with a cracked skull.

"We were talking together ten minutes ago..."

The blood pooled into a shallow pool, reflecting Lu Jiao's face.

Yanlan looked at the pale-faced Baimao beside her, and suddenly realized a certain sad fact clearly and sharply——

The past is irreversible, life and death cannot be crossed.

This corner of the past peeped out of the illusion, or a few words on paper in reality, is the end of their life.

　* "Dear Lestrade, I believe that private revenge is justified and even noble from the moment when the law fails to bring justice to the parties concerned. Therefore, I have decided not to accept the case this time."

　　——"Sherlock Holmes: The Return: Milverton"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)