Chapter two hundred and forty seventh closing the net
"Today I still want everyone to write essays, but it's different from last time. This time everyone's composition topics are different." Carlos said while standing in front of the podium, holding a stack of cards in his hand, "The composition is
The topics are all written on the card. I will send one to everyone later. At that time, everyone just needs to write an essay according to the requirements on the card."
As he said that, Carlos began to hand over cards to the students.
Kenny received a card, but when he saw the content on the card, Kenny's pupils trembled slightly.
"From now on, I have found out that the undercover agent in the class is Christine. Everyone's cards are the real composition topics. The rest of the people are all the words I say now.
Come down, please write down all the atrocities you have suffered in school over the past period of time and write down your names at the end of the article. Don’t be afraid, please believe me, I will save you.”
Kenny immediately calmed down and glanced at the others slightly, and they were all similar.
Christine didn't notice something was wrong, so she started writing an essay after getting the card.
Carlos came to the podium and watched all the students lower their heads and began to write, breathing a sigh of relief.
Dick was still sitting in the office and leisurely reading the book. At this moment, there were rapid footsteps outside the door, and soon a teacher ran in.
"School, principal, there are many policemen coming outside. What's going on? We can't have exposed it, right?" the teacher said in panic.
"Haha, it's impossible. I guess it's a routine checkup like before. Have you forgotten? There's someone in my police station. Even if there's no evidence, they can't do anything about us." As he said, Dick stood behind the desk, and he stood there.
Get up and walk downstairs.
When he came downstairs of the teaching department, Dick saw that the police had arrived at the sports field. The scale of the police this time was indeed a bit scary. Not only were there too many people, but those familiar faces disappeared.
But thinking that his brother was the police chief, Dick smiled and walked to the police.
"Hello, Mr. Police, is there anything wrong with visiting our school? I'm so scared that I'm so big." Dick said with a smile.
"We received a report that the teachers and principals of your school had violated and beaten students." The policeman said, looking around with contempt, "You are Dick."
"You, what are you talking about? I have been starting this school for so many years. How could such a thing be happening? You must be listening to people talking nonsense." Dick's eyes changed and he immediately said.
"If you don't believe it, let's go to the abandoned building to take a look." The policeman gestured to the abandoned building not far away. Dick bit his lip and walked in front with these policemen towards the abandoned building.
When he arrived at the abandoned building, he found nothing but dilapidated. Seeing the police pushing open doors and there was only one bed in the house, Dick breathed a sigh of relief.
I am not a fool, so I will not keep these evidences. Every day at noon, I will clean up the place and lay a layer of dusty bed sheets on the bed in the room, and hide the props in the drawer.
"Hehe, police officer, I'm just a abandoned building, there's nothing worth seeing." Dick said with a smile when he saw that the police didn't notice anything.
Just as the police turned around and were about to leave, a child's scream suddenly came from the exit, accompanied by Dick's evil laughter.
The sound became louder and louder, and soon echoed throughout the abandoned building.
Dick suddenly panicked. Not only his own voice, but also other teachers' voices were also inside. When they heard these voices, someone recorded them.
Just as he was about to escape, the policeman grabbed Dick's collar.
"What's going on with this sound, Principal Dick." The policeman asked coldly as he listened to the recording of the students who participated in the crying and the perverted laughter of the teachers.
"I, I don't know, this is slander, slander!"
"Is it slander?" A voice came at this time. Dick turned his head and saw that Carlos had come to the front of several people at some point with the tape recorder in his hand, and the screams of the students were coming from the tape recorder.
Come.
"I'm Carlos Simpson, the one who called you to report." Carlos tilted his head and looked at the police, "If you want other evidence, go to his office to check it out."
When the policeman heard this, he winked at the other policemen, and the other policemen immediately controlled Dick.
"Damn it, let go of me, do you know who I am? Do you know who my brother is?" Dick struggled wildly, but in the end he was a policeman's uppercut and hit him on his lower abdomen. Dick was in pain.
, forced to shut up.
Entering the teaching department and coming to Dick's office, they began to search everything in the office, in which they searched for a large number of monitors in Dick's desk.
"What, how about it, I'll listen to how the teacher teaches in the classroom. I don't have anything here!" Dick shouted, "Let me go quickly..."
Before he finished speaking, Carlos walked straight to the wall and took off the painting on the wall. There was a secret lattice behind the painting, and there was a camera inside the secret lattice.
"If that recording can be forged, then this camera is real evidence." Carlos said, handing the camera to the policeman.
The policeman glanced at Dick. Dick's lips were trembling and his legs were trembling.
Turn on the camera, there are many videos inside, basically some pornographic videos taken by Dick, but the protagonists of the video are him and some female students, or he guides the female students behind the camera to do various obscene actions.
"It's so disgusting." Finally, the policeman said.
"No, no, those, those are all their voluntary, and these damn female ghosts came to me on their own initiative!" Dick said unwillingly, "If you don't believe it, go and ask them, I'll take them now."
Call here!"
As long as I am still there, those little ghosts dare not disobey my orders, and it is no problem to make them admit that they took the initiative to seduce me.
"No, there is no need for that." Just as Dick was thinking this way, Carlos shook his head. Then, Carlos took out a pile of paper from his pocket and spilled it into the air. The paper slowly fell from the air.
When the policeman caught a picture and found it was a short composition written by a student.
No, it's not an essay. The content of these essays is all about how atrocities you have suffered and who the perpetrator is. The details are written in full, and your name is attached at the end of the article.
"This is just the students in our class, and the students in other classes must have suffered atrocities no less than theirs." Carlos said, looking at Dick, "Your good show ends here."
"Haha, Carlos, you are really smart and have forced me to this point."
"No, you're too stupid. You seem to be a little too confident in yourself, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy for me to collect evidence."
"Even if you collect evidence, so what!" Dick yelled, and threw away the policemen, "My brother is the director of the police station. As long as he wants, the evidence you have collected with great difficulty will be transformed.
For the sake of the bubble, and you policemen, just wait for dismissal!"
"Is that?" Carlos smiled, walked to his desk and picked up the phone from the landline and threw it to Dick, "Call your brother now."
"What did you say?"
Meanwhile, on the other side, the police station, Dick's brother was sitting in the chair with sweat on his head, and the person opposite him was Yipoel's MP.
"If you don't want to trigger a war, you should just admit all the crimes you have committed since your reign and go to prison. I'll give you half an hour. Can you do it?" the congressman said to Dick's brother.