when the moon whispers

Chapter 122 Girl - Misinterpretation

case three girls
37 misinterpretation
"But she should be considered an... exception."

Jiang Mo did not comment, but raised his eyebrows with interest: "How do you say that?"

"In a place like school, there are not many children who seek help for depression. Most of them come to class to make up for missed credits. There are only a handful of students who are willing to come to me for consultation - Yan is the first one. He is also the only one who I have never been able to provide any real help to..." Mu Hong flicked his wrist, as if thinking about some helpless past events, and frowned tightly: "Treatment for immune system diseases and depression is for her. It puts a huge burden on my body, and the physical and psychological torture is hard enough, but... I also have to put in the mix such two terrible friends."

"So..." Jiang Mo pondered for a moment and came up with a rather euphemistic wording: "Teacher Mu Hong, you did give Yan Sisi more attention than ordinary teachers and students, right?"

"Whether you are looking at the perspective of a psychological counselor or a teacher, caring about patients and students... seems to be a matter of course."

Mu Hong chuckled and prevaricated with ease, then suddenly remembered something and brushed the unnecessary dust in front of his eyes: "Hu Jiarui and Wang Yan are addicted to lying. Your suspicion of me should not start from their accusations - -It was He Na who said... I might have caused Student Yan to be confused because of my malicious instigation from a superior position, right?"

Jiang Mo did not answer directly, but just pondered for a moment: "...from her point of view, this malicious guess is not groundless."

"That's true. But she was actually a bit overreacting. After all, classmate Yan didn't break up with Wang Yan completely because of...some entanglements that were not easy to deal with. From my perspective, if my purpose is to take advantage of If you enter, you should actually maintain a more upright gentleman's attitude. Even if you have thoughts that you shouldn't have, you won't be easily caught by others. What's more, I went to Yan's house to gain attention... Yan If I had paid more attention to Classmate Yan, she would not have been slandered after committing suicide like she is today!"

Mu Hong's Adam's apple twitched, his accusations suddenly became hoarse, and he suddenly lost control.His chest seemed to be filled with a heavy and suppressed breath. His eyes that gradually widened were caught and trembled by Jiang Mo's focused gaze. After he turned away quickly, his voice softened again: "But it doesn't matter, three people become a tiger. The only blame is that I am not good enough in my studies. I have been trying to persuade her for who knows how long, but she only thinks about the benefits of two people treating her, saying that she can solve these pains by herself..."

"Persuade...?" Jiang Mo said this word and frowned suddenly: "Didn't you persuade Yan Sisi to sort out the evidence and call the police?"

"After all, it's a matter of privacy. You know what it means to hand this matter over to the police—!"

Mu Hong frowned and subconsciously wanted to refute. After blurting out half a sentence, he immediately pursed his lips in panic and was stunned for a moment. He raised his eyes, sighed and shook his head, looking ahead blankly, as if he was suddenly confused again. Thinking of what he had done, he seemed to have no way out: "...Is it because of this that you think I am trying to stir up trouble and take advantage of the situation? Someone threatened Yan with private pictures and videos. I advised her to abide by the law. Seeking help from the police, it seems there is no-"

"Teacher Mu Hong, you are lying."

Jiang Mo interrupted Mu Hong's words of guidance, looked at him melancholy, who was always ready to slander and attack, and sighed with understanding: "What do you hope... is the reason why Yan Sisi was forced to commit suicide? "

Mu Hong was stunned for a moment, his eyelids twitched, and he waved his arms as if he couldn't hold his breath: "No...it's not that you have been saying that Hu Jiarui and her boyfriend had problems because I got too close to her. A necessary misunderstanding to force her to death? What do you mean by asking me now? It’s time to stop all the tossing and tossing, right? Those photos or not photos have nothing to do with classmate Yan’s death! Should I encourage or not? So what? Can you help me rehabilitate myself just because I say I am a good person?"

"As you said, this is just a speculation based on moral condemnation - Yan Sisi's suicide has no substantial connection with the so-called 'teacher-student relationship', and even the so-called threat of leaking privacy is just the trigger. , Hu Jiarui's main suspect has basically been locked in, there is no need for you to deliberately cater to him. Unless..." Jiang Mo lowered his gaze, avoiding Mu Hong's eyes that were trying to persuade him, and stared at Mu Hong unnaturally. Button grasped the cuffs with his fingers and said softly: "You hope that when this case is concluded, all the evidence will prove that among these messy relationships, only Yan Sisi's death must be innocent."

From shirking responsibility to helplessly accepting those groundless speculations, Mu Hong seems to have always escaped from the moral level and kept telling himself to clear his suspicions, but in fact, it is almost equivalent to using a fearless attitude to He pretended to be a benchmark for moral corruption and refused to admit it, releasing a banner that was not afraid of condemnation, waiting to be slaughtered for a long time in the future.

Whether it was the corruption of the teacher's ethics or the provocation, in the end, Yan Sisi was pushed to a dead end by countless pairs of invisible hands. In the eyes of outsiders, Yan Sisi in the center of the whirlpool would be innocent.

Just like Shen Yue's euphemistic retelling in the jewelry store, it was just to clear away all possible accusations for Yan Sisi - as long as this relationship can be misinterpreted by anyone, the person who takes the initiative must not be deceased.This is the only thing Mu Hong can do for Yan Sisi, who is suffering alone, even though countless phone calls have failed to stop the confrontation, and he cannot even intervene in the disputes of the case - pretend to reject all responsibilities, and then use the help of others to He is always considerate of the weak and silently bears all negative speculations about this matter.

Mu Hong blinked blankly, and laughed dryly, his throat rolling again and again. He didn't squeeze out a word for a long time, but stared at Jiang Mo in disbelief, his eyes red with ferociousness, and he was silent for a long time.

Jiang Mo didn't say anything more, holding the paper cup and sipping it in small sips. Far away, he heard Xiao Letian's footsteps kicking away from the scumbag, and suddenly turned his head: "As for the cause and effect of 'persuasion', apart from Yan Sisi, Who else have you told about it?”

"He Na..."

Mu Hong didn't come back to his senses until this moment, his expression suddenly tightened with sadness, and his pupils trembled rapidly for two seconds: "When she quarreled with me, I mentioned it to her in order to explain the situation of classmate Yan."

After saying this, he fell back on the stool without any strength, closed his eyelids and pinched the bridge of his nose. Then he listened to the stool legs on the opposite side of the table scraping and pulling on the ground. He raised his head suddenly, almost making a hissing sound. He said in a hoarse voice.

"Officer Jiang, just treat what you just said as if you haven't said it before. I'm sorry to bother you."

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It was nine cold days after the winter solstice, and the night in Sheng'an hung up very early. A hazy mist floated from nowhere and hung sleepily on the moon, looking listless from a distance.

While Jiang Mo was immersed in reading the file, he was bombarded and urged to death by Doctor Yu who went to arrest people whenever he had free time. He dejectedly walked out of the police building with the title of "deserter" and stood with the car keys in his pocket. In the parking lot, I moved my shoulder and felt the dull pain of stagnation. With great difficulty, I gave up the idea of ​​driving back to the hospital.

She slowly walked out of the side door with her arms folded, and wandered step by step on the street near the morning and evening open-air market.

There were almost no cars on the street in the night market at this time. Jiang Mo turned his back to the noisy fireworks behind him and shuffled towards the cold and biting wind vent.

Looking around for the movement of the taxi to no avail, his slow footsteps were as heavy as dragging a lead ball. Jiang Mo lowered his head and awkwardly fiddled with the zipper of his down jacket. He could feel his phone vibrating against his pocket - Doctor Yu's call was too loud. Frequency, the vibration of the incoming call reminder has not had time to adjust to the Black Cat Sheriff.

Jiang Mo took out his cell phone, looked at the name of Dog Skin Plaster on the caller ID, and sniffed a little with a smile.

Regardless of the winter night wind in Beicheng, it was equally cold from east to west and from north to south. Jiang Mo shivered in the soft whistling night wind. He held his mobile phone to his ear and heard the sound of wind and gasping. auricle.

"Jiang Mo, look back."

(End of this chapter)