A Young Woman's Heart

Although it is better than X City under the "one country, two systems" principle, it still has many chaotic gray areas.

At night, it's their domain. Police cars never patrol the streets, and surveillance is always unreliable. Even if someone is beaten to death in the street, it always takes a long time to investigate.

Even if they are eventually caught, they are not the main culprits; they are mostly just pushed out to take the blame.

Chen Cheng was "invited" over after school in the afternoon; these guys probably had their eyes on the money he had.

After all, compared to the average student, he had a lot more pocket money, and his parents didn't seem to have much of a background; they were just good at making money.

Gao Yuan, whose allowance seemed to be about the same as his, was someone these gangsters dared not touch, simply because his father had connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles.

Trust the police?

In this chaotic era, it's mostly a joke.

Although there was no strenuous exercise, the immense pressure nearly made Chen Cheng feel exhausted.

If this continues, he will really take the first step towards drug use.

Moreover, these guys might use this to blackmail him into secretly giving drugs to the people around him, causing them to become addicted as well.

That's when the drug dealers come into play.

Moreover, by then, Chen Cheng, who will already be addicted to drugs, will likely start selling drugs because he needs money to buy them.

By then, there will truly be no turning back.

With China's strict laws, it's almost certain that anyone selling such goods would be executed in 99% of cases.

He's not some kind of boss, so no one will protect him...

He screamed in his heart, "Whoever it is, please save me! If you save me, I promise I'll never smoke again!"

Unfortunately, despite calling out in his heart for so long, not a single passing deity paid him any attention.

"Bang—" Just when his mental strength had reached its limit, the two guards at the door were suddenly kicked several meters away, fell heavily to the ground, and clutched their stomachs, unable to get up for a long time.

"A woman?" Yang Ge narrowed his eyes.

"Selling drugs, and even selling drugs to students at our school? Do you really think you can do whatever you want?"

"Ha, we have a fair trade, and there has never been any forced buying or selling."

“Really? But this isn’t the first one. Three students have been sent to drug rehabilitation centers this semester, and they’re all from families with some money but no power. What, are you all just bullies who pick on the weak and fear the strong?” Math teacher Jingdie clenched her fists tightly.

“Even the police are our people, so what use are you? Are you here to give us a lesson as teachers? Hahaha—” Brother Yang laughed loudly, but he was not careless. He gently turned his fingers, signaling the people behind him to prepare for battle.

A petite woman who can knock two adult men flying is clearly no ordinary person.

“Excuse me, but my identity isn’t that of an ordinary teacher at Yukong High School right now.” Jingdie straightened up and took out her identity card from her pocket. “That’s just my cover. You criminal gangs have been really rampant lately. Did you really think we couldn’t do anything about you? Your so-called backers have probably already been arrested by the Anti-Corruption Bureau.”

"What!?" Yang Ge's eyes widened as he saw the two largest characters on his ID badge: "Special Police".

"I can't say any more to you, lest you tell others about this after you escape." Jingdie smiled slightly, then suddenly rushed forward.

The bodyguard standing next to Yang immediately stepped forward to block her, and started with a very standard boxing stance.

However, before he could finish his stance, Jingdie punched him directly in the eye socket, which was an absolute weak point. Even if he was very resilient, he would still feel a little dizzy from it.

Jingdie showed no mercy when she attacked, throwing a punch followed by a kick to the opponent's abdomen, sending him sprawling to the ground. Just as he was about to retaliate, Jingdie grabbed his fist and twisted it behind his back with a reverse joint lock. Chen Cheng even heard the cracking sound of bones breaking.

The latter still wanted to put up a stubborn resistance, but Jingdie's fists pounded on the back of the other's head like machine guns.

So fast that it left afterimages.

The others who were about to step forward became somewhat hesitant.

Jingdie's lips curled slightly upwards, but there was no smile in her eyes. She said coldly, "Wing Chun, Jingdie."

"What era are we living in? Still doing this kind of martial arts? It's hilarious!" Yang Ge deliberately laughed loudly. "Stop him!"

"I know you have a gun." Jingdie remained calm at this moment.

"However, you won't have a chance to fire."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tiled roof was smashed open, and a burly figure landed down, straddling Yang Ge's body.

It was Jin Jiahui, the physical education teacher for the second year of high school.

"Looks like the bulletproof vest didn't come in handy today," Jin Jiahui laughed.

He was dressed in casual clothes, but it was clearly just a disguise.

Meanwhile, fully armed special police officers appeared in several houses near this country cottage.

Two SWAT officers, each holding a pistol and aiming, appeared behind Jingdie.

"Put down your weapons, put your hands behind your heads, and don't move!"

Even the most burly and strong man could only obediently cover his head when faced with a pistol.

"Weren't you tasked with conducting reconnaissance? Why did you act on your own?" a special police officer behind her hissed.

“If I don’t take action soon, my student will have to go to a drug rehabilitation center.”

"You acted way too fast. Luckily I already gave the signal, otherwise we might not have been able to catch them." Jin Jiahui pulled a small-caliber pistol from Yang Ge's pocket. "Could you not be so impulsive?"

"Exactly, no matter how powerful your fists are, can they withstand a bullet?"

Jingdie snorted coldly and did not answer.

It was a quiet night, and apart from Chen Cheng, the person involved, no one knew what had happened.

A lower-level drug trafficking den was destroyed, but this was far from the end.

It's just the beginning.

Next, we need to find a way to extract more information and destroy their real hideout.

……

"Hoo-hoo—" Mo Xueyao yawned widely and walked towards the fruit shop. "So sleepy, I should go to sleep. Why am I so sleepy today..."

"You're still sleepy even after drinking coffee." Li Wanyan's tone was somewhat surprised.

"Hmm, I don't know why, but I feel sleepy after drinking coffee..." Mo Xueyao muttered as she sat down on the bed. "On such a peaceful night, I should go to sleep early..."

……

Chapter 279 Students' Summer Vacation Arrangements

"This summer vacation, we'll add fifteen more spots for second-year high school students." In the meeting room, Mo Kong sat at the front. The curtains were not drawn, and all the windows were open, letting the wind blow freely into the room.

“Then the budget won’t be enough.” Yinling pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses.

“Five more at most,” said another older female teacher standing nearby. She was the head of the second-year high school class and rarely appeared near the first-year classrooms.

“The second-year high school students will be entering the study rhythm of the third year in the second half of the year. It is necessary to let the top students get enough relaxation this summer.” Mo Kong straightened the monocle on his right eye. “At the same time, not only the top students, but also those students with potential and a few representative students who work hard but have average grades should go together.

“I don’t think it’s necessary.” The head of the second year of high school frowned. “If we want to improve the overall college entrance examination pass rate, this method is useless. The purpose of doing this is to allow students with good grades to continue their studies in a more relaxed state of mind. It is to allow them to perform better. Only students with good grades can understand the purpose of our school’s summer vacation activities.”

“Yes, Principal Mo, if you want to express your idea of ​​treating everyone equally, then you shouldn’t just send a few representatives, but all the second-year students.” The head of the third-year grade nodded. “But in that case, our budget would be far from sufficient.”

Seeing that many people opposed his plan change, Mo Kong smiled and nodded: "Do as I say. Even just arranging for the top 30 or 40 students in the entire grade to go together is fine."

"Well... that's not impossible."

The Chinese are always inclined to compromise, and after Mo Kong said this, everyone lowered their heads to think.

“After all, the first-year students will only be in their second year of high school in the second half of the year, so they won’t be too stressed and won’t need to relieve any pressure.” The head of the third-year high school agreed with this point. “So, according to their rankings, we will select fifteen students from the first-year list to participate in the second-year summer travel program.”

“But that means there will only be five spots left for the first year of high school.” Ye Wen frowned slightly. “There will be very few students who can participate.”

"There's nothing to rush in the first year of high school; I think it's just right," said the head of the second year of high school.

The other teachers sitting in the lower seats are all homeroom teachers of their respective classes. In front of the grade director and the dean of studies, their voices are very limited.

"How about this?" Ye Wen looked at Yin Ling. "I'll take charge of the students in our class. I'll select a few students to go to the beach to relax."

"Go back to a small city?" Yinling adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, seemingly considering the feasibility of the idea. "But you'll have to take good care of the students first."

"That's no problem. Several of our teachers live in small cities and will mostly go back during the summer vacation."

"Okay, then Ms. Ye Wen will be in charge of Class 2, Grade 11." Mo Kong nodded. "Are there any other homeroom teachers who will be responsible for taking their own students out?"

"We're not as rich as Ms. Ye Wen, so we can't cover all the expenses. At most, we can take them out for fun around Hangzhou," a homeroom teacher from another class said with a hint of teasing.

"Let's decide on this matter as it is. Yinling will handle the specific arrangements."

"I'll take care of the students in our class," Ye Wen said with a light laugh, twirling her pen. "The extra spots can be given to students from other classes."

"Then let Yinling lead and be in charge of those five first-year students. The destination remains the same." Mo Kong took a sip of tea and changed the subject. "As you all know, several teachers in our school are special police officers. We've received new information that two of our students are members of a drug trafficking group. This matter must be thoroughly investigated. If any homeroom teachers notice any unusual behavior from their students, especially the boys, they must report it to us immediately. Which teachers are special police officers is a confidential matter. Even if you guess correctly, don't say anything. If you're right, it will cause the special police officers' work to fail; if you're wrong, it will bring more trouble to the ordinary teachers."

"Why are drug trafficking gangs so rampant lately?" a homeroom teacher sighed. "Speaking of which, there are also more petty thugs around the school."

“There’s more to them than meets the eye.” Mo Kong narrowed his eyes. “It could be foreign forces that are telling students to go home early after school and not to wander around, otherwise they might be forced or lured into drug use, which would ruin half their lives.”

“But don’t worry too much, after all, those people don’t dare to be too blatant yet,” Yinling reassured. “Don’t tell the students about these things either, so as not to cause more panic.”

"Hey, these little brats, they're always complaining about how long-winded we teachers are. They're living in a peaceful ivory tower and don't even realize it!"

One of the homeroom teachers grinned and said, "That's the homeroom teacher of Class 7. He's from Qingdao, Shandong, and speaks Mandarin with a local accent, which sounds quite amusing."

"Alright, that's about all for now. Everyone can leave now." Mo Kong was the first to stand up and leave the meeting room, and the other teachers followed suit.

It was noon on Tuesday.

The bell rang at just the right time, signaling that the indoor lunch break was about to begin.

Ye Wen walked into the classroom with her notebook and sat down at the front of the class.

She glanced at the few students scattered across the audience, then looked at the list of names, and decided in her mind who she would take to the beach for the summer vacation.

She had already written Li Wanyan's name in her notebook without hesitation. After all, she was the class monitor, with good grades and management skills. It was impossible to forget her.

Whether she will participate or not is another matter.

“Li Wanyan, Mo Xueyao, Mr. Xue, Hua Yinyin… Hmm, and Qianyu will definitely need her English class representative, so let’s add Wang Jiale and Lü Bolun.” Ye Wen propped her head up with her hand. “That’s six people already… The two Mo sisters will probably be working during the summer vacation, so let’s add them first. If they don’t want to go, then we can choose a few more ordinary students.”

However, it is precisely because it is so ordinary that people cannot immediately think of its name.

Ye Wen checked the list several times before she could roughly determine the names of the remaining students.