The guard did not suspect anything and let Zhang Heng in.
Zhang Heng walked towards the gymnasium, but when he went up to the second floor and made sure no one was around, he climbed over the window and jumped into the teaching building next door.
The students had already left school and gone home. The quiet corridor was empty.
Through the glass, Zhang Heng could see desks, chairs, blackboards, and posters behind the walls.
In order to protect the privacy of citizens, the previous news report did not mention the drowned child's name, only replacing it with Lin XX. However, this was not a problem for Zhang Heng. He could roughly determine the child's grade based on the child's age. After finding the corresponding floor, Zhang Heng leaned against the glass and looked through the classrooms one by one.
Soon, he found an unusually clean empty seat. There were no books on it, only a bunch of white Baihe.
Zhang Heng looked up at the sign in front of the door, reading 5th Grade Class 4. He then used his bus card to pry open the classroom door and walked in. There was nothing left on the seat, probably taken away by Lin XX's family after the incident. As for the white Baihe, a student bought it with class fees, and it had been there for some time.
However, the blackboard at the back was helpful to Zhang Heng.
After Lin XX drowned, her classmates made a commemorative blackboard for her. Zhang Heng found Lin XX's full name on it — Lin Sisi. After that, many classmates also wrote about her.
Including how she was helpful and how she excelled in both academics and conduct.
Zhang Heng skipped these useless words and read the entire blackboard. He found two noteworthy points. First, Lin Sisi was a very quiet girl. Of course, this was a nice way to put it. In other words, she was timid and rarely interacted with others. Most of the time, she sat alone in a daze. Second, she was very interested in astronomy.
The second point, in particular, surprised Zhang Heng. The Internet was so advanced these days, and there were so many entertainment options. Few children were interested in astronomy, not to mention that Lin Sisi was a girl.
But then again, most of the children who liked astronomy were introverted. If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't integrate into group entertainment, few would choose to immerse themselves in astronomy.
In addition, Zhang Heng noticed this point because of the main quest of this quest.
Where did those aliens come from? When did they come? Could they be some kind of alien life form? Zhang Heng had speculated about this before, so he was particularly sensitive to astronomy.
Of course, this was only a small amount of information, and it was impossible to determine the origins of those things.
After reading the bulletin board, Zhang Heng walked around the classroom again. Unable to find any other useful clues, he closed the door and left. After that, he went to the office on the other side.
Earlier, Zhang Heng had read the name of Lin Sisi's class teacher in the newspaper — Li Yan. Knowing that she was a language teacher, it was easy for him to find her workstation. The things on it were quite messy. There were teaching aids, photocopies, notes, graded homework, a glass, and a photo of her with her daughter and husband.
However, Zhang Heng was more interested in something called "Young Teacher's Excellent Class Registration Form." It contained all of Li Yan's personal information, including her address, length of teaching, contact number, and so on. Zhang Heng took a picture of the registration form and then went to the principal's office.
He took a 20-minute nap on the sofa, and seeing that it was almost time, he went to the faucet to wash his face, sprinkled water on his back and neck, pretended that he had just finished exercising, nodded to the old man guarding the door, and left the school.
Zhang Heng went to the mall to buy a few clothes that looked more mature, a recording pen, and a notebook to make himself look like a young reporter. After that, he called Ms. Li Yan and made an appointment for an interview.
The latter was a little surprised when she received the call. It had been a few days since Lin Sisi's incident, and the news had faded a lot. No reporters were looking for her anymore. Zhang Heng told her that he was from the city's evening newspaper, and he wanted to do a special report on how to ensure the safety of children outside of school. He had already spoken to Principal Wu, and all he needed was twenty minutes. At the same time, he accurately told her Li Yan's address.
Ms. Li Yan did not suspect anything and asked Zhang Heng where to meet her.
Zhang Heng arranged to meet her at a small cafe downstairs. Not only did Zhang Heng get more detailed information about Lin Sisi from Li Yan, but he also got Lin Sisi's home address from the unsuspecting teacher, as well as valuable information about the neighborhood where Lin Sisi's other two children lived.
After that, the two shook hands, and Zhang Heng sent Ms. Li Yan out of the cafe.
Li Yan had just given birth, and there were a lot of things waiting for her at home. After finishing the interview, she was in a hurry to leave. However, not long after she walked out of the cafe, she stopped.
She hesitated for a moment, turned around, and asked, "Reporter Song, do you believe that there are aliens in this world?"
"Why do you ask?"
Based on my years of teaching experience, the more introverted a child is, the richer their inner world is … Sorry, I digressed. Back to the weekly journal, a week before the accident, Sisi submitted a weekly journal. She said that there are aliens in this world. They have come and are living around us, disguised as us, studying us, learning from us, and waiting to replace us one day. Now there are quite a number of them, and they are still growing. However, we can't tell them apart from us just from their appearance. I'm sorry … I don't know why I brought this up, but I have to admit that her fantasy is a little creepy. "Li Yan forced a smile on her face.
"Who else has read it?" Zhang Heng asked.
"Huh?"
"That weekly diary. Who else besides you has read it?"
"Oh, there are a lot of people. I don't just teach one class. I will get the best weekly journal to be read aloud. I will even hang it up. Although that weekly journal is a little uncomfortable to read, it is indeed very imaginative. What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Zhang Heng paused and asked, "Have you told anyone else about this besides me?"
"No, I'm very sad after Sisi's accident. I've been interviewed by a lot of media these days, and I have to take my child to class. I've forgotten about the weekly diary a long time ago. I'm sorry. I don't know why I thought of this. It must be because I didn't rest well …"
"Yeah. Get a good night's sleep and forget about it," Zhang Heng said. "Aliens? That's ridiculous."
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