Principal's office.

Principal Zhou made Lin Jue a cup of hot tea, sat down opposite him, and after a moment of silence, slowly said, "This matter has to start from October last year."

“A college classmate approached me and asked me to find a reason to punish Wang Qingya. He also said that it would be best to have Wang Qingya suspended from classes.”

What do you mean?
Lin Jue was taken aback: "Why are you suddenly giving someone a punishment? And even suspending them from classes?"

After entering high school, every class is extremely important, the kind where you might fall behind if you're just picking up a pen. Who did Wang Qingya offend? What grudge did she hold that she would want to stop a high school student's class?

This is simply ruining someone's future.

"He didn't go into the specific reasons, but I did find out some information. It's said that Wang Qingya wrote two letters of complaint to the city, wanting to report that the staff in her community had embezzled poverty subsidies."

"My classmate intercepted these two letters; he's the staff member's brother-in-law."

Principal Zhou spoke succinctly, clearly explaining the interests and relationships involved.

It turned out to be the case.

Lin Jue narrowed his eyes slightly. According to the information he found, the poverty subsidy had not been sent to Wang Qingya since August of last year. Wang Qingya wanted to report this matter, but because she touched the interests of the beneficiaries in this matter, she was retaliated against.

He picked up his teacup, brought it to his lips, and gently blew on it: "So, Principal Zhou, did you agree to suspend classes?"

"Captain Zhou, don't joke around. I would never joke about a student's future. High school is a critical period. Missing even one class is unacceptable. Besides, I know about Wang Qingya's family situation. If she really falls behind, she can't afford a tutor. If classes are really suspended, it will really harm her."

Principal Zhou looked serious, and then sighed, "It's such a pity. I heard she died a few days ago. She was such a good student, with excellent character and grades. She was a promising candidate for a 985 university."

This is a good principal who knows how to consider the students' needs.

"Do you know how Wang Qingya died?" Lin Jue took a sip of tea, which was a little hot, as if a ball of fire had flowed into his body.

Principal Zhou shook his head: "I don't know too much about that. Her homeroom teacher told me the news because Wang Qingya hadn't come to class for several days, so the homeroom teacher tried to contact her, but the property management of the community said that Wang Qingya was already dead."

Lin Jue put the teacup back on the table: "Principal Zhou, can you tell me what your classmate's name is?"

Just then, the New Zealand Audit Bureau needed to investigate, so they directly provided the target and launched a precise strike.

“This…” Principal Zhou hesitated: “I’m sorry, I can’t tell you too much. I can only tell you that he is from the same district as Wang Jingya, and the industry he works in is related to ours.”

Principal Zhou had his own concerns, and he didn't want to offend anyone, so he spoke vaguely, but that was enough. It narrowed down the scope, and the Inspection Department could find out the truth just by checking these two pieces of information.

"Okay, thanks." Lin Jue said thank you, which was equivalent to getting it through, even though the other party hadn't explained it clearly.

"May I go and take a look at Wang Jingya's classroom?"

Hearing his words, Principal Zhou glanced at his watch: "There are still ten minutes until get out of class ends. Shall we go there after class?"

“Okay.” Lin Jue nodded and chatted with the other party in the office for ten minutes. When the bell rang, Principal Zhou stood up from the sofa and said, “Let’s go, Captain Zhou, I’ll take you to see.”

The two walked towards the high school building. During recess, the whole school became noisy, with students playing around everywhere on campus. However, these were mostly junior high school students. The high school was relatively quiet, with most students staying in their classrooms after class, engrossed in their studies.

No wonder this school has good grades; the students' self-discipline alone is commendable.

When we arrived at Class 3 of Grade 11, there were only thirty students in the class. Most of them were in the classroom, with only a few desks in the back row and one desk in the middle being empty.

“Wang Qingya’s seat is over there. All her belongings are in the cabinet at the back. I’ve already contacted the homeroom teacher, and he’ll come and open it in a bit,” Principal Zhou said, pointing to the empty table in the middle.

Upon hearing the commotion, some students looked up at Lin Jue with curiosity. They didn't know who this person who had suddenly come to the classroom was, but judging from the principal's attitude, this person's status was definitely very high.

"Okay, thank you." Lin Jue walked to Wang Qingya's table, his pupils contracting slightly at that moment.

Because some very malicious words were written on the desktop.

[A poor child without parents] [Smells like dirt] [Who would want to be her classmate?] [She stinks, smells like cat piss, can she just get out of our class?]

The handwriting on these characters is different, clearly from different people, and the ink on some of the characters is already faded, indicating that they were written a long time ago.

Wang Qingya is...

Were you bullied at school?

Lin Jue stood there, looking at the words on the table, and remained silent for a long time. The kindness during student years is the purest, without any ulterior motives, but malice is often the most direct. If a person is bullied at school, then their entire student life will be filled with misery.

Moreover, he found it hard to imagine how a high school sophomore could so easily write these words; it was the greatest cruelty towards girls of the same age.

Principal Zhou approached Lin Jue, and when he saw the words on the table, his face turned ashen. He slammed his hand on the table and demanded, "Who did all this?"

The classroom was completely silent; none of the students dared to speak, clearly aware that Wang Qingya had been bullied.

Seeing that no one dared to speak, Principal Zhou became even angrier and pointed directly at Wang Qingya's deskmate: "Come on, you tell us."

The classmate stammered for a long time before finally explaining, "It was written by one of the very last few."

Lin Jue noticed that Principal Zhou's expression changed when he heard those words, and his originally furious aura weakened somewhat.

It's obvious that the families of those students behind them must be quite powerful, otherwise the principal wouldn't have shown that kind of expression. No wonder these students didn't dare to speak up; the homeroom teacher probably turned a blind eye to it, otherwise these words would have been on the desk for so long without any thought of changing Wang Qingya's desk.

However, Lin Jue doesn't care about family background; once school bullying is discovered, it must be stopped immediately.

He himself had no background, but Xiao Lin had a deep background. As the youngest fifth-level official and also the director of Jiangdong Province, he didn't think anyone in Xinzhou could be more powerful than Xiao Lin.

He sat down directly in Wang Qingya's seat, comforting his classmate beside him: "It's okay, speak freely. With me here, no one will dare to retaliate against you." (End of Chapter)

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