Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

"I know him." I took a deep breath and said calmly.

As soon as I finished speaking, everyone looked up and stared at me. Officer Yan immediately asked me, "Do you know him? Who is he?"

"Foreign teacher Henry."

Officer Yan frowned, "Are you sure?"

"Sure, even though the light is dim. But the features of foreigners are so obvious. The lush hair on their arms and heads are easy to recognize."

"It's actually the teacher!" Officer Yan couldn't believe it. He and several other police officers looked at each other in bewilderment. Then he thought of something and asked, "How are the surveillance cameras of Xiao Wu and the others adjusted?"

"I'll make a phone call and ask. It should be about time." One of the policemen took out his cell phone, walked out the door and made a call.

"Okay, take a few people with you and bring this Henry to the police station. Remember to issue a subpoena and say he is a serious suspect."

Just as Officer Yan was arranging things, Principal Xu Haigang walked in with a nervous look on his face: "Director Yan, nothing serious happened to the student, right?"

"Principal Xu, you are finally here. The preliminary results of the interrogation are out. Your foreign teacher Henry is a major suspect in the crime. Can you cooperate with our police in the summons?" Officer Yan looked solemn. If this matter involves foreigners, it will be a little troublesome.

"Foreign teacher? You mean, it was a foreign teacher who did it?" Seeing everyone looking at him, he felt a little embarrassed. After all, it was his subordinate who did the bad thing. "Okay, I'll ask the director of the English group office to take you to find the person right away."

"No need, just go ahead." Chief Yan stood up and ordered the police around him to take action. "By the way, drive there, don't honk, and don't disturb other students in the school."

"Oh, by the way, teachers and students, go home now. It's too late. Come to the police station before noon tomorrow." Director Yan looked at his watch and said to us, "Also, it's best for Li Xiaomeng to have someone accompany her at night. If there is any emergency, call 120 immediately and send her to the hospital for examination."

After thanking several policemen, we walked out of the police station one after another. Teacher Song hesitated for a few steps and walked in front of us.

"I'll sleep at your house tonight."

"Isn't this a bad idea?" My aunt held my hand with one hand, her eyes a little evasive.

"I'm worried about my students." Teacher Song stepped forward and stared into my aunt's eyes.

"Okay...ok." Seeing how persistent she was, her aunt compromised.

"I'll go to your house too. I'll accompany you." Tang Xin held my other hand and said firmly.

"Okay." Would I refuse? That's impossible.

On the way home, I tried to bring up the topic several times to ask about the matter between my aunt and Teacher Song, but Teacher Song, who was driving, said nothing, so I didn't know where to start. When I got home, it was already 2 a.m. My house was not big to begin with, and with so many people squeezed in at once, it seemed a bit crowded. It was so late, in fact, everyone had already washed up. After my aunt and Teacher Song confirmed my physical condition again, they went upstairs to sleep. But because I was injured, Tang Xin still helped me wipe my body with a towel.

"Slow down, it hurts." Tang Xin helped me walk to the bed, but my injured calf still felt a sharp pain.

"Why could you do that?" Tang Xin wiped her tears and gently lifted my feet onto the bed.

I lay in bed, feeling a little dizzy, maybe because I was tired, or maybe because I inhaled some ** or something. "Tang Xin, you'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

"I'll sit with you. If you feel uncomfortable, you can call me." She sat on the edge of my bed and said to me.

"You must be tired, lie down and sleep." I blushed slightly, but I didn't think it was a big deal. If you think about it carefully, it was Tang Xin who took advantage of someone in distress, not to mention that Tang Xin was my savior.

"Ok."

"Tang Xin, why did you come out to find me at that time?" I asked Tang Xin who was lying next to me.

"I just feel uneasy." Tang Xin reached out and held my hand. "I feel a little nervous. You haven't been back for so long."

"Ha, I'm feeding a night cat. It looks quite pitiful to me." I held her hand tightly.

"Maybe it was the cat that delayed your return to the dormitory, which is why you were targeted by the bad guys." Tang Xin blamed me a little.

"Maybe it was because I stopped to feed it that you noticed that I hadn't come back so late in the dormitory. The bad guy might have been waiting there for me." I replied with a smile.

"That's hard to say. Let's not blame the cat for now."

"Go to sleep. I'm a little tired." Holding Tang Xin's hand, his heart slowly calmed down. He had experienced so much in one night and his brain was overloaded.

"Tang Xin, thank you."

"You're welcome."

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It's over. I'll go home tonight to finish my draft.

Chapter 38 Feeding

The next morning, I woke up at 10 o'clock in the morning. I didn't hear the alarm clock at all.

I don’t know when Tang Xin beside me got up. The room was empty and I felt a little lost.

"Tang Xin?" I raised my head and called softly, but no one answered. Did she go downstairs? I tried to get my phone from the bedside table, but I unexpectedly felt sore all over. It seemed that the fall last night was really serious.

Just as I was struggling to get up from the bed, Tang Xin came in with a cup of hot water.

"Ah, you're awake?" She hurried over, put the cup of water aside, and held my hand so that I could half sit on the bed.

"Well, not very comfortable." In addition to the pain all over my body, I also felt dizzy and nauseous.

"Do you want to go to the hospital? You look so pale." Tang Xin reached out a hand and touched my forehead to make sure I had a fever.

At this time, my aunt and Teacher Song came in, each holding a bowl in their hands.

"Xiao Meng, come and have some breakfast. Yaxin and I...your teacher Song and I have made some breakfast for you."

Seeing them come in, Tang Xin quickly stood up and gave the edge of the bed to her aunt. After her aunt sat down, she handed me the bowl in her hand. It was a bowl of white porridge, which I quite like. I just wanted to raise my hand to take it, but the muscle strain in my shoulder made it difficult for me to raise my hand.

"Forget it, I'll feed you." Auntie picked up a spoon and scooped a little bit of pickled mustard, cut a small piece of egg white from the fried egg on the other side, dipped it in soy sauce and put it on the porridge. Then, auntie mixed the vegetables and porridge together, scooped up a big spoonful, blew it and put it into my mouth.

Teacher Song and Tang Xin were watching the feeding scene from the side, which really made me feel a little embarrassed.

"Where is Xiaoling?" I asked my aunt.

"Oh, we were quiet last night so she didn't know. She went to school early in the morning."

"Well, that's great. Don't let her worry." I felt relieved.

"Oh, by the way, I have boiling water downstairs." My aunt hadn't fed me a few sips when she suddenly remembered that the water was boiling downstairs.

"Let me do it." Tang Xin volunteered.

"Thank you so much for your help." Aunt said as she handed the bowl to Tang Xin.

"It's okay. It's what I should do." Tang Xin was even a little excited.

Tang Xin did the same thing, but before putting it into my mouth, she took a small sip with her mouth, as if to confirm the temperature was right. This action must have made my face red. Tang Xin, what are you doing? Teacher Song is still watching! My back felt like it was burning.

"Ah, open your mouth." Tang Xin gently put the spoon into my mouth. The temperature was just right, and the ratio of side dishes to porridge was also just right. In short, it was a satisfying mouthful of porridge.

"Delicious! Have another bite!"

Although I was a little shy, I enjoyed the process so much that I completely ignored Teacher Song beside me. I ate one bite or two until I was almost done, and then I realized that Teacher Song was looking at us with a strange look.

"The water just boiled and gushed out, all over the stove! I spent a long time cleaning it up." Auntie came in with a glass of water, "Ah, you've finished eating. You seem to have a good appetite."

"Yeah." I nodded and asked my aunt, "Can you tell me what happened between you and Teacher Song?"

"Ah, this...this, is actually..." My aunt blushed with shame and stammered, not daring to speak.

"Let me tell you." Teacher Song blushed a little, but still stood up first. "I am your aunt's college senior. I am four years older than her. I am studying for a doctorate, and she is just a sophomore. But in terms of age, we are the same. She is not younger than me."

Teacher Song paused and held my aunt's hand. "Siyue is one of the undergraduates I teach. The school requires a doctoral student to lead four undergraduates to form a study group. We became familiar with each other after a while."

"You'd better not talk about what happened later. It's all in the past, and everything is fine now." Her aunt motioned for her to stop talking.

"Oh, what about you guys? Coming out?" I widened my eyes, a little bit in disbelief, but also a little happy.

"I guess so. But it's not public." Teacher Song was a little nervous. "Don't tell any classmates! The same goes for Tang Xin. This is our secret, otherwise the teacher will be very angry."

"Okay!" we both said in unison.

"Then was it because of Teacher Song that aunt got drunk that day?" I asked, staring at my aunt.

"You were drunk? When did it happen?" Teacher Song was very surprised, as if he had seen something strange. "You still drink? Didn't I remember that you never drank a drop of alcohol before?"

"Stop talking, stop talking!" Aunt's face was almost steaming, and she quickly changed the subject, "You should still care about Xiaomeng's matter. Let's go to the police station now and don't keep Officer Yan waiting for too long."

"Yeah." I nodded and stretched out my hand in front of Tang Xin, "Can you help me down?"

"it is good."

She put my hand on her shoulder and helped me up. I used my other hand to support myself and finally got down to the ground normally.

"My legs still hurt a little, but it's much better." I tried to use more force, and there was still some pain in my bones and muscles, but it was much better than last night.

"Can you walk?" Teacher Song asked worriedly.

"I can walk, that's fine."

"Does your head still hurt?" Auntie touched my head gently.

"Much better, but I still feel a little nauseous." The medicine seemed to be quite strong.

As agreed, we returned to the city police station at noon.

Director Yan was sitting in his office typing on his computer. When he saw us knocking on the door, he quickly got up and took us to the lounge.

"Director Yan, didn't you sleep all night?" I raised my head and looked at him. His eyes were bloodshot and his bags under his eyes looked deeper.

"Yes, it's common, working overtime. It's normal. Who doesn't work overtime in today's society?" He said with a wry smile, and when he arrived at the lounge, he motioned for us to sit down, and then gave a few instructions to the staff member next to him, "Xiao Wu, please make some tea."

"Officer Yan, is there any progress?" My aunt asked impatiently after taking the cup, before she could even take a sip.

"The suspect denied it at first, but we checked the surveillance and confirmed it was him. He has confessed." Director Yan laughed when he said this, and seemed very satisfied with the progress of the case. "But the current evidence doesn't seem to be enough to convict him of a serious crime. At most, it's indecent assault? Attempted rape? I can't say for sure. We have to wait until the case is transferred to the court for processing."

"Can't you make the decision?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction in my aunt's eyes.

"Aunt, Officer Yan has done his best." I pulled her hand, "The police department is not responsible for making the judgment."

"This kid is really something." Officer Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "Plus, since he's a foreigner, I think it will be enough of a headache for the court. But deportation is inevitable, so you don't have to worry."

"It's just too easy for him." Tang Xin said angrily.

"Little girl, did you kick me like that?" Officer Yan laughed. "You were really cruel."

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I just got off work, sorry for the late update... I'm so tired that I want to sleep.

Chapter 39 Dessert Shop

"?" I looked at him puzzledly.

"You kicked his teeth out, and now he wants to find a lawyer to sue you. But don't worry, he doesn't speak the language, so we won't give him the chance." Officer Yan covered his mouth, "He's already been beaten up by our police along the way."