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Hearing that, Fu Nuan frowned, and looked at the man in front of him stubbornly.

"How can I not?"

"This has nothing to do with you. What do you care?"

Rong Yu's tone was light and the color in her eyes was deep, making others unable to tell what she was thinking.

Fu Nuan looked at him for a moment, then slowly lowered his head. He did not say a word, and looked a little depressed.

After a long while, Rong Yu finally heard her muffled voice.

"Among those three students in distress, one of the girls went to my common elective class …"

Before she could finish her sentence, a warm hand gently covered the top of her head. The temperature of the man's palm seemed to be able to transmit through her hair and into every cell of her body.

Fu Nuan raised his head and looked at him in a daze.

The sunlight shone down, casting two shadows, one tall and one short.

The man put one hand in his pocket and gently stroked the woman's hair with the other. The woman raised her head slightly and looked at him, silent. The two of them seemed to be covered in a golden layer of sunlight.

"Everyone has their own destiny. The most uncontrollable thing in the world is life and death."

Although it was an extremely rational voice, and did not sound gentle or comforting, for some reason, Fu Nuan's heart suddenly throbbed.

Especially when she saw Rong Yu's four eyes looking at her, her heart skipped a beat when she saw his bright eyes.

Fu Nuan bit her lips, her tone calm but revealed a little bit of determination, "I know that life and death cannot be controlled, but if there really is a secret behind this matter, if … Was this not an accident? I... I just wanted to tell the dead the truth. "

Rong Yu looked at her stubborn expression and did not say a word.

This woman … Why does he like to cause trouble for me so much?

However, he could not deny that she was so stubborn that it made people like her. Because he firmly believed in the principle, he charged forward regardless of all the consequences.

Fu Nuan paused for a moment, his eyes became all the more determined, "I intend to investigate this matter."

In the end, she still ignored his words …

Rong Yu frowned slightly, "How do you plan to investigate this?"

Fu Nuan immediately revealed the thoughts in his heart, "Since the parents of the students say that, maybe they know something, I want to ask them first."

The man's expression became increasingly solemn, but he remained silent about her thoughts.

"Prof. Rong …"

Without waiting for Fu Nuan to say anything, the man turned and left.

Looking at Rong Yu's leaving figure, Fu Nuan's heart ached. She did not know why, but from the bottom of her heart, she actually hoped that Rong Yu could help her.

However … And why did he help her? He was the one who wanted to keep a distance from him previously. What's more … If there was really something behind this matter, then she was determined to investigate until she found out what it was.

He was a smart person, so he definitely knew about it. That was why he advised her not to interfere.

But if she chose to ignore it even though she knew there might be a hidden agenda, she couldn't do it.

Fu Nuan took a deep breath, and the image of the girl called Lu Yanran appeared in his mind once again. After sighing lightly, he turned around and returned to his office.

After work that day, she found a few ways to contact the parents of the three students and gave them each a phone call, explaining her identity and intentions.

When one of the male parents and Lu Yanran's parent heard that she was a teacher at school, they believed in their words and wanted to find them to understand the situation, so they agreed to Fu Nuan's request to meet them.

The next day was Saturday. Fu Nuan went to the boy's house first, and when the boy's father opened the door, the boy's mother was knocked sick on the bed. The moment she stepped into their house, she felt the depressing and sorrowful atmosphere.

"Teacher, take a seat."

Fu Nuan sat down. He first comforted her with a few sentences, then turned to the main topic at hand.

"Yesterday I heard you say at school that this was not an accident, why would you say that? Is there any evidence? "

The male student's father paused before confessing, "Two days before the explosion, my son sent me a message saying that their master had stored a lot of dangerous goods in the laboratory and did not listen to their advice. They wanted to report the tutor, but no one took the matter into their hands. Later … Then there was the explosion! This tragedy would not have happened in the first place. It was all that teacher, and he has to take all responsibility! "

The more the boy's father spoke, the more agitated he became. He began to cough violently.

Fu Nuan hurriedly tried to persuade them otherwise and continued to understand some of the details. He once again comforted the boy's parents and told them that whether it was the school or the police, they would definitely investigate this matter thoroughly.

After that, he left the boy's house and went to Lu Yanran's house …

Fu Nuan learned from Lu Yanran's mother that Lu Yanran's father had passed away a long time ago.

After hearing all of this, Fu Nuan's heart ached. He organized his thoughts and asked, "Do you think that Yanran's death was not an accident?"

Mother Lu nodded and looked at her mournfully, saying, "One night a few days ago, Yanran called me. She never called me that late, but that night... She cried on the phone that night, and when I asked her what was wrong, she didn't say anything, so I figured something must have happened to her at school! If it wasn't, she wouldn't be crying like that, but before I go to school on the weekends, she's... "

As she spoke, Mother Lu's eyes reddened again.

Only now did Fu Nuan notice that this mother's eyes were as red and swollen as walnuts. Who knew how many times she had cried in the past two days.

"I don't believe that this was just an accident …"

These were the last words Lu Yanran's mother said to her before she left.

After leaving Lu Yanran's house, Fu Nuan felt as if his heart weighed a thousand kilograms, and was about to suffocate from the pressure.

What she had learned from the parents of the students made her even more certain that her guess was correct.

There was definitely something wrong with that teacher.

Along the way, Fu Nuan was lost in thought. Only when she came back to her senses did she realize that she had originally wanted to go home.

It was already evening. There were quite a few students walking in groups of three or five, talking and laughing merrily.

Fu Nuan was naturally moved by the death of the three students. If they were still alive, they would have been like this …

While he was lost in thought, a familiar voice came from behind him — —

"What are you daydreaming for?"

Fu Nuan's pupils constricted. She turned around and looked at the man in front of her with a bewildered expression.

"Rong …" Why would the Prof. Rong come to school? Today seems to be Saturday. "

"Same as you."

Fu Nuan was at a loss, staring blankly at the Rong Yu who was one head higher than her.

The man said nothing, just took her hand to take her away.

"Where to?"

"Eat."

"What?" Fu Nuan pulled his hand away and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not in the mood to eat right now."

Reflecting the woman's dejected expression, Rong Yu pursed his lips and said gently: "Wait until dark, I'll bring you to a place."

"Where?"

"The crime scene."