The three of them had merely been following orders.
They had only classified Cui Hao's death as suicide and knew nothing about the specific details.
So the case still had to be investigated!
That afternoon, Chu Sheng and Gao Qiang went straight to Shengze No. 1 Middle School, the school that claimed to have "the highest advancement rate in the city."
The electronic display at the school gate repeatedly showed the countdown: "8 days until the National College Entrance Examination."
The glass curtain wall reflected Chu Sheng's lean figure.
If he had not been wearing the Jingwu Bureau uniform, he should have been attending school right now.
It was the time when students were arriving at school.
Passing students all cast strange looks his way.
"Cosplay? But cosplaying as someone from the Jingwu Bureau should be illegal, right?"
"I don't think so. The workmanship looks exactly like the real thing. It should be real."
"Idiot, Jingwu Bureau officers have to be college graduates and need five years of work experience at Wind Chasing Hall. How old would they have to be? He looks even younger than you..."
Chu Sheng looked far too young.
No one believed he was an inspector from the Jingwu Bureau.
A kind-hearted girl stepped closer and reminded him.
"Classmate, cosplaying as a law enforcement officer is illegal, you know?"
"Which class are you from? Let's exchange contact info and go to the next convention together..."
Just then, someone else walked over.
It was Wang Qiong, who had gone to the Jingwu Bureau with Cui Hao's mother.
Even after half a day, the slap mark on her face was still glaringly obvious.
When she saw Chu Sheng, Wang Qiong visibly froze, as though she had not expected the Jingwu Bureau to move so quickly.
Little did she know that Chu Sheng had already blitzed through Wind Chasing Hall and obtained the statements of those three people.
"Hey, what happened to your face?"
The girl from before, Wang Qiong's deskmate, asked in surprise.
"Uh..." Wang Qiong glanced at Chu Sheng and answered weakly, "I bumped into something..."
Then she hurriedly dragged the girl away.
"What are you doing? I finally ran into a handsome guy who likes cosplay too. Why are you dragging me away?"
"What cosplay... He really is from the Jingwu Bureau."
"What!?" The girl did not believe her at all. "He looks about the same age as us. How could he possibly be from the Jingwu Bureau?"
"Don't you know what I went to do this morning? And he has quite some status in the Jingwu Bureau..."
As they spoke, the two headed toward their classroom.
The girl's cries of surprise rang out one after another.
"Young Master Chu, sorry to keep you waiting..."
Gao Qiang had finally managed to park the car and hurried over to meet up with Chu Sheng.
He saw Chu Sheng staring at the countdown to the National College Entrance Examination.
"There are only eight days left until the National College Entrance Examination. By the way, Young Master Chu, you're so capable—your scores must be really high, right?"
Chu Sheng shook his head.
"Probably. I won't know the exact score until after the exam."
Then he headed straight for the guardroom.
Gao Qiang stood there, stunned for quite a while.
He would not know until after the National College Entrance Examination?
Did that mean he had not taken it yet!?
Gao Qiang knew Chu Sheng was young, but he had never imagined that he was still a high school student!!!
At the guardroom.
After learning why they had come, the security guard immediately notified the principal, Zeng Zhiyuan.
Although Cui Hao's matter had been suppressed, as a school security guard, he knew very well how seriously the school regarded it.
It was only because the visitors were from the Jingwu Bureau. If it had been anyone else, he would have thrown them out on the spot.
Just like that woman who had come to make trouble with a little girl before.
At the same time.
Upon receiving the news, Zeng Zhiyuan immediately summoned Hou Yong, the senior-year director.
"People from the Jingwu Bureau are here, and they specifically said they came because of Cui Hao's case!"
At those words, Hou Yong's face instantly darkened.
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"That damned bitch still won't give up!"
Cui Hao's social circle had been extremely simple. He had no friends, much less any influential relatives.
A month had already passed since the incident.
Only his mother had continued clinging to it for dear life.
He had thought that, with Wind Chasing Hall's connections greased, an ordinary woman like her would never be able to stir up any waves.
He had not expected her to find the Jingwu Bureau.
Seeing the worry on Zeng Zhiyuan's face, Hou Yong said with a smile.
"Don't worry, Principal. Cui Hao has long since been burned to ashes. There are only a few people in the school who know about this, and they wouldn't dare speak carelessly.
The Jingwu Bureau handles cases based on evidence. Without evidence, they can't do anything to the school.
I'll go deal with them. Just relax and wait for my good news."
Zeng Zhiyuan's expression improved considerably.
He had always been a hands-off manager, a figurehead who had been pushed to the front.
When it came to tactics, he and Hou Yong were as far apart as heaven and earth.
Besides, Hou Yong had been the one responsible for settling this matter from the beginning. Zeng Zhiyuan had only taken a bit of money.
Asking him to deal with people from the Jingwu Bureau would be like driving a duck onto a perch.
After leaving the principal's office.
Hou Yong curled his lips disdainfully.
To tell the truth, he truly looked down on Zeng Zhiyuan.
Timid as a mouse, and utterly useless to boot.
But there was one thing about him—he was perfectly suited to take the blame.
No matter what happened, the principal was ultimately the first person responsible. They could not possibly go after a mere grade director like him, could they?
Even Cui Hao's matter had been handled under Zeng Zhiyuan's name.
On the way, he dialed a number.
He informed the other party of what had happened here, while not forgetting to remind him.
"Mr. Chu, that mother and daughter are a menace after all. This time, they even went to the Jingwu Bureau. My suggestion is that they can't be allowed to remain..."
When he reached the school gate, Hou Yong hastily put on an act, pretending that he had run all the way over and was out of breath.
"Inspectors, sorry to keep you waiting."
"With the National College Entrance Examination so close, there are just too many things to handle. The principal is too busy, so he asked me to coordinate with you."
"I'm Hou Yong, the senior-year director. I only know the general outline of Cui Hao's matter as well. Such a promising student, but his mental fortitude was too weak. What a pity..."
As he spoke, Hou Yong fixed his eyes on Gao Qiang's expression.
He had assumed Gao Qiang was the leader of the two.
To his surprise, Gao Qiang looked toward the young-faced boy beside him.
When he saw the cold smile on the boy's face, Hou Yong's heart tightened instinctively.
"Cui Hao's mental fortitude was very weak?"
"That's strange. According to what his mother said, Cui Hao had always been sensible since childhood. His mental fortitude should not have been that poor."
Hou Yong wiped at sweat that did not exist on his forehead and gave an awkward smile.
"Hehe, perhaps that sensible appearance was all an act."
"The pressure to get into higher education is so great now, and with the National College Entrance Examination so close, the school neglected its psychological counseling for students."
"That was indeed a failing in our work..."
Chu Sheng said nothing further. He merely told Hou Yong to take them to Cui Hao's classroom.
In the teaching building corridor.
"You say Cui Hao committed suicide, but why did I hear that he was tortured to death?"
"That never happened. That is absolutely slander!"
"Then the matter of him offending people and being bullied was fake too?"
Hou Yong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly waved his hands.
"I did hear that Cui Hao usually didn't fit in very well, but calling it bullying is taking things far too far. At most, it was just classmates fooling around."
"Besides, one hand can't clap."
"Even if there really was a conflict, both sides must have had their reasons."
"Mm..." Chu Sheng nodded.
Then he swung a slap at Hou Yong.
One hand could not clap?
Chu Sheng did not believe it, so he wanted to prove it.
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