Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 487: People are probably thinking more about what to eat later.

Fraud cases fall under the jurisdiction of the Criminal Court, not the Civil Court where Judge Xia Tian and Judge Meng work.

The person in charge is naturally the presiding judge of the criminal court, and no longer Judge Meng.

After compiling the relevant materials, Nan Zhuren didn't feel the need to make a special trip to the court for report review. He simply sent them to Xia Tian and let the young woman handle the coordination.

Four days later.

In the morning, Nan Zhuren opened his eyes.

After washing up, the clock on my hand jumped to "8:00" and the phone rang precisely at that moment.

"Teacher Nan, are you up yet?" The little girl's voice was as energetic as the morning.

Nan Zhuren's voice involuntarily became fuller: "We're ready."

"Okay, let's meet at the courthouse entrance. We've arranged a car to take us to the university."

After saying that, the girl lowered her voice a little: "Teacher Nan, do you have a car? How about I come pick you up?"

Nan Zhuren raised an eyebrow over the phone: "You have a car?"

"Yes—a friend lent me his electric scooter, and I've been using it to commute to and from get off work lately," a clear voice came from the other end of the phone.

Nan Zhuren paused for a moment and then said, "Okay."

In the sweltering summer, comfortable clothes tend to be more casual. Nan Zhuren picked out an outfit from her wardrobe that was relatively suitable for attending the lecture and checked the materials she needed to bring today.

Within ten minutes, I received a message from Xia Tian saying that she had arrived at the school gate.

So fast?
Was she speeding? Or... was she already on her way when she called?
Nan Zhuren walked briskly towards the school gate. Fortunately, the sun wasn't too strong in the morning yet, and the dormitory area was right next to the back gate of the school, so Nan Zhuren wasn't sweating much when she arrived at the gate.

After seeing Nan Zhuren, Xia Tian patted the back seat, handed him a helmet, and shouted energetically, "Get in!"

While both are electric scooters, this one is significantly better than the Chonghui model, offering more space and superior load-bearing capacity.

Nan Zhuren originally intended to sit in the driver's seat, but the little girl handed him a bag of breakfast, indicating that Nan Zhuren should obediently sit in the back seat and fill his stomach first.

"Besides, Teacher Nan, you don't know the way!" the little girl said matter-of-factly.

She does have a point.

After Nan Zhuren sat on the back seat, he realized that although the electric scooter looked spacious, the seat had a slope. Although he politely tried to keep some distance from the girl, his body still involuntarily slid down and pressed against her due to gravity.

After trying several times, Nan Zhuren had no choice but to give up.

"Ahem, Teacher Nan!" Although the electric scooter was moving forward and there was wind interference, Nan Zhuren still felt that the little girl's voice had become a bit more spirited.

He became more talkative, but it was all about work: "Our event this time will only be held in a portion of the schools in our jurisdiction, not too many, about ten or so."

Nan Zhuren took a bite of her rice ball: "I see."

Xia Tian continued, "Then the leaders hope this event can end quickly, since the people who went to the lectures were only temporarily assigned. The leaders still hope everyone can get back to their main business as soon as possible, so the schedule may be quite tight." "How tight?" Nan Zhuren took another sip of milk.

"Except for weekends, I may have to go every day, and I'll try to get it done in about half a month."

"Oh." Nan Zhuren said, tilting his head back to prevent the little girl's hair from brushing against the rice ball.

"The good news is that all schools can use the same set of courseware. So it seems that you, Teacher Nan, are actually the one who has worked the hardest—" Xia Tian laughed, her voice carried by the wind, more melodious than the wind itself, "because you can't just read from the textbook during your student interaction sessions, Teacher Nan."

Nan Zhuren couldn't help but chuckle, "This is no problem for me."

……

During the morning rush hour in Beijing, riding an electric scooter is more efficient than driving for short distances.

When the two arrived at the courthouse at a leisurely pace, they saw other staff members walking out of the courthouse, and a minibus was already waiting quietly outside.

Nan Zhuren observed that although Xia Tian greeted them politely, she wasn't particularly warm.

Remembering what the little girl had said earlier, Nan Zhuren understood. Apart from himself and Xia Tian, ​​everyone else was from the Criminal Court—he was a complete outsider, and Xia Tian was probably only vaguely familiar with them.

However, these staff members seemed to be in good spirits. For a busy court, going to universities to give presentations should be considered a way to slack off.

Therefore, they treated the two newcomers well.

The group arrived at their destination in a relatively relaxed atmosphere. At this stage, no one else was involved; the communication was handled by the head of the criminal court and the school's liaison.

After a short exchange of pleasantries, the group was quickly led to the school's largest lecture hall, where a large number of students were already seated, filling the space with the unique noise of adolescence.

"classmates!"

A single sentence from the responsible administrative teacher instantly quieted the students, who exuded youthful energy. Countless eyes turned towards them, a few on the teachers, but most on Nan Zhuren and his group.

The teacher adjusted the microphone: "Students, I've gathered you all here today because you all know the topic of today's meeting. Last semester, our school had three cases of people being scammed, including students, teachers, and their families. The relevant safety notices were posted in the group chat for everyone to see. However, this semester, there have still been cases of students falling victim to scams."

"Today, we are very honored to have staff from our district court and a psychological expert here to give an anti-fraud lecture. While presenting cases, they will also analyze the corresponding criminals' rhetoric. We hope that this lecture will serve as a wake-up call for the students."

The teacher gestured and said, "Next, let's invite Judge Chen to give us a lesson!"

Pah pah pah pah——

Warm applause broke out.

Nan Zhuren looked back and saw that after the fleeting applause, the students' heads quickly slumped down, and they began to pick up their phones one by one.

They seem to be here just to make up the numbers.

Judge Chen, who took the stage, looked to be in his early thirties and was dressed in a suit. He seemed oblivious to the students' reactions, or perhaps he was already used to it.

He simply continued, "Hello students, I'm a judge in the Criminal Division of the Intermediate People's Court of our district. In the past three years, I've..."

(End of this chapter)