At this time, Wu Jia felt that this psychology teacher must be a like-minded person with him.
Tonight he will commit another crime, and tomorrow the police will discover his work.
I went to talk to this person about my work and see what kind of attitude he had towards his work.
But right now, should I go up and say hello and look familiar to him?
Thinking of this, he smiled like a devil.
So he followed closely and caught up with Lin Beiye, who was now asking the department head about the jumping case and the life of the victim.
"Director Zhang, you said you are still very impressed by this jumping case, right?"
Zhang Ye seemed to have fallen into some kind of memory when he heard this. After a while, he slowly spoke.
"That child had no social problems at all, and he was also a very sunny boy in our school."
"He is like a warm current to the classmates around him. Whenever a classmate is in trouble, he will come forward."
"As for academics, he also did very well."
"As for his family background, his father was the district chief of our Qinghua District. After losing his son, their family seemed to be in dire straits until he retired."
"Before the accident, he was still carrying out social activities between the computer department and other departments at school, and he was the leader."
"But half a month later he committed suicide inexplicably, which made us teachers heartbroken."
"His father also asked the Luzhou Public Security Bureau to investigate the matter strictly. As a result, judging from the evidence obtained by the Public Security Bureau, the child did indeed commit suicide."
"Teacher Lin, why are you interested in this matter?" Zhang Ye asked.
Lin Beiye smiled softly when he heard this.
"I am a psychology teacher. Suicide must be a psychological problem among students, so I think psychological education for students is still very important."
"Didn't Principal Hao tell you, I'm just here to calm the children's minds."
"You think so?"
When Zhang Ye heard this, he felt as if he had met a confidant, and immediately echoed Lin Beiye.
"Yes, I also think that since these children came to our school after that incident, I feel that psychological education is still very important."
"Then I also proposed to Principal Hao, but the funds of our college are very tight. This will be good. The provincial government actually saw the fragility of our school."
"Teacher Lin, let's not talk about anything else. I was a little lost in your lecture today."
Lin Beiye thought to himself at this time: Are you kidding? I was very proficient in giving lectures on corporate success in my previous life, but now I have changed the format.
Is it psychology? How can you not think about what others want to do in the business world?
If you don't think about the meaning of the policy or what your opponents think, you may have lost all the money you earned in the quagmire of finance.
As for those employees, it's easy to deal with them. As long as they draw a pie and then draw another pie after it is completed, they will howl like wolf cubs.
It's just that he converted this set of theories into classes, and he didn't expect that it would have such good results. This was something Lin Beiye himself could not have imagined.
It seems that I am still talented in teaching and educating people, but right now I still have to focus on the Wu Jiahe jumping case.
After chatting with Zhang Ye, he came to his temporary office.
When he arrived at the office door, Lin Beiye shook his head helplessly, because this office was an independent office. Now he understood why Zhang Ye treated him with such respect.
After staying in the office for a while, he dialed Mingchuan's phone number.
"Mingchuan, is Lu Zhixing by your side?"
After answering the phone, Mingchuan looked at Lu Zhixing, who was busy with him and others, and answered him.
"The Marine Corps is right next to me. We are studying yesterday's case."
"Well, that's right. You ask him about the jumping case of Modern College seven years ago. This case is not simple. When I came to Luzhou Computer Department to be a teacher today, I asked about the situation at that time."
"This case is not an accidental suicide, but a premeditated murder. You ask him to organize the files and send them to the Computer Department of Modern College, Room 607, Building 6, East District."
"In this case, we need to get the records of everyone we visited that year, including the suspects we interrogated."
"Well, okay, I'll talk to him now." Mingchuan responded.
After Lin Beiye heard Mingchuan's reply, he hung up the phone, and at this moment there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
As the words fell, a young student opened the door, and the moment he opened the door, Lin Beiye's eyes narrowed slightly.
The visitor was none other than Wu Jia.
"Classmate, what's the matter with you coming to see me? I seem to remember you. You seem to be a student in Class 2 of the Computer Science Department in the front row, right?"
When Wu Jia heard this, he smiled at Lin Beiye.
"Hello, Teacher Lin, I am Wu Jia from the Department of Computer Science. I really agree with your lectures. I just have something I want to ask you. I wonder if Teacher Lin will have time now?"
"Oh? Tell me what the problem is."
"It's a famous painting by the painter Hans Bredreau..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Beiye waved his hand, interrupted Wu Jia's words, and said to him.
"Classmate Wu Jia, it's better to keep some things in your mind and not ask questions. If you want to know, you might as well come to class tomorrow."
"I won't tell you about the world, hell and heaven. And you are confused about the two pictures of hell and earth, right?"
Wu Jia was stunned when he heard this, but nodded to Lin Beiye without hesitation.
"That's right, no one in heaven will be curious, that's because it looks like a fairy tale."
"So the most interesting thing is the world and hell. But teacher, I can't say it now. I want to know that you can hear it in class on time tomorrow."
When Wu Jia heard this, he immediately knew that the other party would not say anything, and a trace of rage arose in his heart.
What he was thinking about at this time was that he must create a good work tonight, and the location of the work must be very conspicuous!
