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"What's the matter?" Lin Mutao saw Shijiu's expression a little solemn, and walked over strangely.

The thick jacket was casually placed on the hanger, exposing the inner lining of the jacket, which looked very shiny and expensive.

Shijiu pointed to the label on the lining.

Lin Mutao leaned over, there was a string of English on the label, she read out those English letters and tried to spell it. I don't know what word it is, but it's a somewhat familiar pronunciation. Lin Mutao tilted her head to recall, where has she heard this pronunciation?

Shijiu: "This jacket is the same brand as the black trench coat we saw at Li Junhu's house."

Lin Mutao asked strangely: "A brand? What does this mean?"

At this moment, Dong De, who was cooking in the kitchen, stuck his head out from the kitchen door and looked at them.

He was wearing a plaid apron and holding a spatula in his hand, looking like a good man at home.

Dong De asked with a smile: "Two police officers, what are you doing standing there? Don't you watch TV? The remote control is on the coffee table. You can change the channel if you want. The meal will be ready soon."

"Okay." Shi Jiu immediately closed his mouth, replied with a smile, and took Lin Mutao back to the sofa. The glass coffee table in front of the sofa is well-organized, with the TV remote control on it.

There are also some fruits, but the most striking is the picture frame in the center of the coffee table. The person in the photo in the frame still looks very young. Dong De and a boy crossed their shoulders and smiled brightly. It should be Dong De and his classmates in college.

Seeing Shijiu and Lin Mutao sit back, Dong Decai retracted his head again. The sound of cooking vegetables came from the kitchen, and after a while, the aroma of the vegetables overflowed into the living room, causing Lin Mutao's stomach to growl with hunger.

Shijiu whispered to Lin Mutao: "This brand is not a popular brand, it belongs to the European and American niche. I don't think there is a clothing store of this brand in the town, it should be a need for overseas Amoy or online shopping.”

When Li Junhu's house saw the black trench coat, Shijiu felt something strange. Now that I saw the brand again at Dong De's house, Shijiu realized where that strange feeling came from.

"Dong De has this brand of clothes, it's not surprising, after all, he came back to town after college in a big city."

Lin Mutao immediately understood what Shijiu meant, and she asked, "So—do you think it's strange that Li Junhu owns this brand of clothes?"

Shijiu nodded. Li Junhu spent ten years in prison. Although the time was not long, online shopping was not common ten years ago. After he was released from prison, why did he buy a trench coat from this niche brand? If he buys online casually, can he choose a niche brand that few people wear?

He must have heard someone mention this brand, or heard about it somewhere before buying a black trench coat.

Lin Mutao thoughtful, "It seems that we should go to Li Junhu's house again."

Shijiu added: "And as far as I know, the designer of this brand is quite special."

"It's special, what do you mean?"

Shijiu wanted to continue, when he saw Dong De come out of the kitchen with two dishes of vegetables in his hand, and shouted at them, "Officer Lin, Officer Shi, the dishes are ready. , let's eat."

"Come on!" The two hurriedly stood up, helped Dong De, and brought the dishes prepared in the kitchen to the table in the dining room.

Boiled prawns, tomato scrambled eggs, and cola chicken wings, all on the table are full of color and fragrance.

Lin Mutao sat on the chair with chopsticks raised, and praised repeatedly: "I didn't expect Mr. Dong, you are quite good at cooking."

Dong De smiled embarrassedly, "How can there be, if you live in this place alone, if you can't cook, you can only order takeout. Takeout is so unhealthy, over time, I have to learn to cook by myself.”

"Officer Shi, let me serve you a meal."

Dong De was busy and made dinner for the two anchors before taking off his apron and sitting down.

When the wine was sandwiched with vegetables, he asked casually: "Mr. Dong, living alone, why don't you find a girlfriend?"

Dong De chopped his chopsticks and smiled bitterly: "I want to look for it, but I can't find it. I don't want to harm other good girls."

Lin Mutao nibbled on the chicken wings and asked curiously, "Why? Teacher Dong is so good, what is it called a scourge?"

Dong De put down his chopsticks and smiled apologetically at her, "I'm gay."

"Cough cough—" Lin Mutao, who was still biting chicken wings, didn't expect to hear such an explosive news, and coughed unexpectedly.

Shijiu didn't react, because he had already guessed it. It's just that he didn't expect Lin Mutao's reaction to be so big, so he was busy patting her back.

Dong De hurriedly handed Lin Mutao a tissue, "I'm sorry, did you scare Officer Lin?"

Lin Mutao hurriedly waved her hands, "No, no. It's just that I was choked."

"Do you want to hear my story? I've never told anyone," Dong De's face was a little downcast, "I know that people in the town are more traditional and can't accept me It's gay. But you two were transferred from above and have seen the world, so I think you should understand me."

Lin Mutao and Shijiu nodded and put down their chopsticks.

Dong De walked to the coffee table, picked up the photo frame on it, and handed it to Lin Mutao and Shijiu to see.

Only then did Lin Mutao realize that in the photo, Dong De and a boy wearing a headband were hanging over the shoulders. The two of them were wearing basketball uniforms, sweaty, but full of youthful flavor.

However, the boy with the headband smiled at the camera, but Dong De smiled at the boy. Therefore, in the photo, there is only Dong De's profile, but from the corners of his raised mouth, it can still be seen that Dong De smiled happily and relaxed.

But these two people are not the whole picture, because there are other hands on their shoulders.

It turned out that this shot was to enlarge a large group photo, and then cut out Dong De and the boy with the hairband separately.

Shijiu stretched out his finger and nodded on the head of the hairband boy.

Lin Mutao opened her eyes wide, only then did she see a black stroked heart on the photo, very small. Hidden by the boy with the headband was the same black hair, so Lin Mutao didn't notice it at first glance.

This... Mr. Dong is not unrequited love, right?

Lin Mutao put down the photo frame in her hand and looked at Dong De.

Dong De laughed at himself, "This boy with a headband is my roommate and the person I like."

"Am I stupid? I don't have a separate photo with him. I took the photo of our basketball team alone/cut out me and him, printed out the photo, and drew a heart to deceive myself. "

"I fell in love with him when I was a sophomore, and it's been six years now, but he doesn't know it. Because...he's straight, I'm curved, I never told Others, I like him. Because he said about him, I am afraid that if I say it, he will hate me, and we can't even be friends. "

"When I was about to graduate from college, I worked up the courage to confess my sexuality to my parents, but they called me a pervert, and they called me a disgrace to the whole family. I...I just Is my sexual orientation different from the public, am I really a pervert?"

Dong De lowered his head, the corners of his mouth raised bitterly, and his eyes were full of confusion.

Lin Mutao hurriedly comforted: "Of course it's not a pervert. It's... normal, you just happen to be the same gender as the person you like."

"Haha, is that so?" Dong Dewang looked at Lin Mutao and smiled gratefully, "I hope everyone thinks so."

"Anyway, after I confessed to my parents, they wouldn't let me go home. I just wanted to go to my distant uncle, but I didn't expect...he died when I was in college, but he Leave all his property to me. I just became a high school teacher in Peace Town, away from my family."

At the end, Dong De's voice was a little choked up.

Dong De took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, took a tissue, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. "Officer Lin, Officer Shi, I'm really sorry. I wanted to invite the two of you to dinner, but I didn't expect you to laugh."

"It's okay."

That said, Lin Mutao and Shijiu, who had just listened to the sad love story, were still clinging to the rice grains in their bowls.

After eating, the three of them sat on the sofa and watched the idol drama silently, and Shijiu and Lin Mutao said goodbye to Dong De.

Dong De felt very embarrassed about letting the two of them hear about him, and politely said that he would go to the biggest restaurant in town to invite the two of them to dinner after they finished investigating the case .

On the way back to the guest house, Lin Mutao recalled Dong De's appearance at the dinner table, and was still a little emotional. Sure enough, everyone has a scripture that is difficult to read. Even Teacher Dong, whom everyone in the town respects, has his own secrets.

Shijiu walked beside Lin Mutao and said, "I was interrupted earlier and forgot to tell you that the designer of that niche brand is special."

"Huh? What happened to the costume designer?"

Shijiu: "Foreign countries are much more open about sexual orientation than we are, and people in the fashion industry have special sexual orientations, so there are more **** designers. But this The designer of a niche brand is the first to come out publicly, and the first to express support for homosexuality in the design of their clothes. As far as I know, many boys will buy clothes from this brand to show their support. "

"Moreover, I discovered the black love in the photo at the time, and with the knowledge of the designer of this brand, I doubted Dong De's sexual orientation."

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*******

Du Ziteng, who was sent home by Teacher Li, was nagged by Mother Du as usual. What's wrong with not wanting to go to school, skipping classes and swearing, was picked up by Du's mother and repeated several times.

As an adult, Du Xiaohua explained to Du's mother several times that the strangeness of Teacher Su at school was refuted by Du's mother: "You still say that people are perverts, I You look like a pervert. What do you know at such a young age? You just need to be responsible for going to school."

To this cheap mother with big heart, Du Ziteng said that she was really speechless, and slipped back to the bed without even having dinner.

I just didn't expect that when I woke up, I was urged to go to school by Mother Du again.

Du Ziteng didn't even eat breakfast, when Du's mother pulled him out of bed and stuffed him with a schoolbag. "Du Xiaohua! If the head teacher calls me again and says you didn't go to school, you'll be dead!"

Come on! Du Ziteng, carrying his schoolbag, yawned on the way to school.

In this dungeon, Lin Mutao and that Shi Jiajiu had a sweet love affair, he was so hard! Not only have to go to school early every day, but also face unknown dangers.

The street lamps shone lonely, and only through the faint light, I could see the outline of the road ahead. Only a few hard-working students with schoolbags passed by on the road, but they all walked with their heads buried in the road, for fear that they would be late and would be late.

There was a heavy snowfall in Heping Town last night. Although the snow stopped during the day, the temperature still dropped several degrees, which was cooler than the night. The water vapor in the air condenses into tiny water droplets, forming a white fog, which reduces visibility a lot.

Du Ziteng was dripping decadently on the snow and walked to Heping Primary School.

Du Ziteng turned his head and looked behind him, but only saw a vast expanse of white, no one figure. The fog reduced his visibility a lot.

Du Ziteng's heart jumped a few times, he turned his head and continued to walk forward.

The footsteps behind her caught up again.

Du Ziteng found that no matter whether he walked fast or slow, the footsteps followed behind him.

The streets of the town under the white fog are completely unknown, like a monster with a big mouth. In Du Ziteng's mind, he couldn't help recalling the case that Lin Mutao had told him before. Those girls were dragged away in the foggy weather.

What else can I do.

Run!

Du Ziteng spread his feet and ran desperately. He only knew how to run and run. The cold air in winter kept pouring into his nose, which made his respiratory tract hurt. No, he only knows to bury his head and run forward.

Finally, seeing a small shop with lights in front, Du Ziteng ran in immediately.

This is a steamed bun shop. The old couple was kneading the dough. When a figure came in, they asked, "What kind of stuffed buns do you want? Do you want stuffed buns with bean paste or meat? "

With the yellow light and kind words, Du Ziteng felt a little better. "Uncle, auntie, I...I hid in your store, someone was chasing me..."

Seeing that it was a little girl who came in, the old couple selling steamed buns looked at each other suspiciously. But the town's foggy train tunnel case is famous, so they know it's no small matter.

The old man selling steamed buns took off his apron, walked out of the store, and glanced at him, "Children, is there no one outside?"

Du Ziteng, "I, I'll hide for a while..."

"Okay, let's wait for the fog to dissipate." The old lady who sold the steamed buns smiled and didn't say anything against it. She also brought out a big steaming meat bun on the In front of Du Ziteng, "Children, let's eat."

Du Ziteng, who had not had breakfast yet, grabbed the meat bun and ate it in big mouthfuls. It's alright, don't be afraid.

Du Ziteng snorted and snorted. He has never been so aggrieved since he was so big.

He has always been the absolute leader in physical strength, and he never thought that one day he would cry like those girls because he was afraid of being followed.

He still remembered that he had a female friend at that time, who was particularly insecure. Every time he walked at night, he would feel that someone was following her, and he asked him to accompany her home several times.

Now that there is no strong physique, from the advantaged side to the physically disadvantaged side, Du Ziteng realized that his previous thoughts were really wrong. Woohoo, if this dungeon can be repeated, he must stop being a girl.

As time passed, the sun finally showed a little bit, and the fog slowly dissipated, Du Ziteng sat in a daze in the steamed bun shop.

The old lady asked, "My child, you can see the road clearly. Can you go to school?"

Go to school, go to school! Going to school and that perverted Su Wen is also dangerous! There is danger everywhere!

Du Ziteng, who was frightened two or three times, completely collapsed and decided to put it down. He thanked the owner of the steamed bun shop for his kindness, took up his schoolbag and walked home. He feels that it is more important to protect himself than to get a high score after completing the live broadcast task.

The doorbell rings.

"Come on, come on", Mama Du opened the door and saw Du Xiaohua standing at the door, she almost didn't lift it up, the door she just opened was about to close, "Du Xiaohua was standing at the door. Xiaohua! Why didn't you go to school! You went out for a walk and ran home for me again!"

Seeing that Mama Du's "Tathagata Palm" was about to strike again, Du Ziteng, who was already prepared, rushed into Mama Du's arms and said, "Mum woo woo woo, I'm so scared , it's foggy outside, someone followed me when I went to school..." As he spoke, Du Ziteng shed tears with sincerity.

What? It's getting foggy?

Mother Du also knew about the famous train tunnel serial case. When she heard the word fog, her nerves suddenly came up. She put down the hand that wanted to spank Du Ziteng's ass, "Are you serious? Is someone really following you?"

"Yes!" Du Ziteng nodded, and the ponytail on his head also nodded.

Although he didn't see who was following, the sound of footsteps was really weird. He walked fast and the footsteps were fast, and he walked slowly and the footsteps were slow. If it was just a passerby on the same road, would it be like this?

Looking at Du Xiaohua, who was full of tears and frightened, Mother Du's heart trembled. She had never seen her child so scared before, could it be true what she said?

Mother Du sighed, hugged Du Ziteng and comforted: "Okay, Xiaohua, you will rest at home for a while, won't you go to school today?"

Watching Du Xiaohua walk into the room, Mother Du was restless in the living room. Although Du Xiaohua didn't go to school well and often skipped classes, Du's mother still suspected that this was an excuse for Du Xiaohua to skip school, but there was still a trace of worry in her heart that the prisoner was eyeing her own child.

This is not a trivial matter, she wondered in her heart, or she would send Du Xiaohua to school in the future, not only to ensure the safety of the child, but also to keep an eye on her if she ran around.

However, it is still necessary to call the teacher to ask for a leave of absence.

Mother Du called Mr. Li, the head teacher, and as soon as the call was connected, Mama Du said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Li, Xiaohua is a little sick today, so she can't go to school. what."

Mr. Li hesitated, "What happened to Xiaohua? Is it because of the psychological counseling yesterday?"

Mr. Li was worried that Du Xiaohua had more serious psychological problems after being counseled by Principal Su yesterday.

In addition, Mr. Li also secretly asked other colleagues about Principal Su today, only to find that Principal Su does seem to have some problems... This made Mr. Li even more worried about Du Xiaohua.

Mother Du asked suspiciously, "Psychological counseling? What is psychological counseling?" Moreover, the tone of the head teacher, Mr. Li, made her feel even more strange, as if Mr. Li was overly worried.

Mr. Li: "Ah, it's okay. Xiaohua is okay."

The class teacher is also in a dilemma. She has no definite evidence yet, so she has no way to tell her parents too much, so she can only hint to Mother Du that if Du Xiaohua is still not feeling well, you don't have to worry so much Come to school.

Mr. Li holds the phone in one hand and flips through the desk calendar in the other. She asked, "By the way, Mommy Xiaohua, the school will hold a parent meeting next Friday night. Have you received the text message? Are you sure to attend?"

Mother Du looked at the calendar hanging on the wall. Today is Friday, so next Friday is a week later. "Okay, I will attend the parent-teacher meeting."

"Okay."

Mother Du and Teacher Li said a few more words before hanging up.

****

In Peace Elementary School.

Mr. Li sighed at the hanging up call. This call was really tormenting.

She wants to remind Xiaohua's family to pay attention to safety, but she is afraid that the news she finds out is false, it seems that she is slandering the leader.

Since Du Xiaohua told her about Principal Su Wensu yesterday, Teacher Li asked some respected teachers who had worked in Heping Primary School for a long time, and found that Su Wen had been transferred to Heping In elementary school, it seems that because of some disgraceful things, I was usually bumped into some strange behaviors towards little girls.

However, this is only the gossip she has heard, not any evidence.

However, this is too strong for her. She is just a young teacher, where can she find evidence of a vice-principal of Su Wen? In case she was found out by Su Wen that she did not do well, let alone finding evidence, it is possible that she would be fired directly by Su Wen.

Ms. Li was also helpless. Suddenly, she thought of the two police officers she saw at the school gate yesterday.

The policewoman seems to be Du Xiaohua's cousin, should she help her?

Mr. Li, who made up her mind, looked at the class schedule. She happened to have no class this morning. Why don't you go to the police station to find the two of them?