Li Jin was the only one who was absent.
Regardless of whether her guess was right or wrong, she had to interact with him to find out more.
If there was something wrong with Li Jin, she would be able to find Kawang by following the clues …
"Come, drink some water." The woman's words pulled Bo Jiu back to her senses. "Auntie has something to ask you too."
Bo Jiu smiled. "Go ahead."
"Did someone bully Little Jin in class?" "Look at what I'm saying, this child doesn't want to go to school. I'm a little worried, so I asked the teacher, but the teacher couldn't say anything. Isn't it always shown on TV that children don't like to go to school? It's very likely that they've been bullied at school. His father and I are usually too busy to take care of him, so he grows slower than normal children. His physical condition isn't very good either. Now, he often goes to school in the infirmary, and he even runs in the morning. I'm just worried that something is wrong with him and that he won't be able to get over it."
Bo Jiu glanced up. "I'm sorry, Auntie, I just transferred over and don't understand the situation in class."
"It's fine, it's fine, I'm just asking." The woman smiled. "When you see Little Jin later, don't tell him that I'm asking you about such things, he won't be happy."
"Okay," Bo Jiu agreed.
The woman stood up, glancing at the clock subconsciously.
Bo Jiu felt a hint of fear in her gaze.
This was her home, what was she afraid of?
Soon, Bo Jiu knew what she was afraid of.
It was because of the man who had returned drunk.
Bo Jiu guessed that the woman had let her in not just to shelter from the rain but also because she wouldn't be as afraid with another person around.
"Why is it so cold?" The man complained loudly the moment he entered. "Tell me, what do I need you to do? You can't even take care of a home, you're useless."
The woman took the things from the man's hands. "The heater hasn't been turned on yet, Little Jin's classmate is here."
Hearing the last sentence, the man swallowed back his curses, but his expression was still not very good. It looked like he needed to beat someone up to appease his anger.
"Where's the food? Why aren't you cooking at this hour? Who are you trying to starve to death? "the man lowered his voice.
But even so, Bo Jiu could hear it.
The woman said in a low voice, "Our son hasn't come back yet. We can eat when he comes back. There are still people here …"
"That's your son, not mine …" the man said. Bo Jiu couldn't hear clearly.
Perhaps the two of them also knew that they shouldn't wash their dirty linen in public.
Bo Jiu had done a background check on Li Jin. His mother had brought him over to remarry.
Before she came here, it wasn't that she hadn't expected some things to happen.
She just didn't expect such a family environment to be more complicated than she had imagined.
The Almighty had once said that the occurrence of every case actually reflected the psychological demands of the criminal.
Bo Jiu tried to use the Almighty's method to describe a person.
Of course, like the Almighty, she couldn't use psychological profiling to link that person's age, occupation, and even hobbies.
However, the more he tried to prove himself to be an expert on the internet, the weaker he would be.
The reason was simple. The more things you had, the less likely you were to show them off. You would only treat them as a pastime.
The more one didn't have it, the more they would post it in their circle of friends, hoping that someone would see it.
This is the most common example.
Such a mindset was also applicable here.
Judging from the king's actions, he liked to be in control, and he knew very well what kind of methods he could use to make someone feel uncomfortable even though they weren't punched or kicked.
Unless he had experienced it himself and resisted.
In that class, Li Jin was probably the first to be ostracized.
But someone had suppressed his rebellious voice.
It wasn't just in school, it was also in his family. Furthermore, he had always been submissive.
Gradually, he had formed an inferiority complex. He had been giving orders online but in real life, it had been hard to notice him.
If Bo Jiu hadn't been sure before, now that she had seen Li Jin's family environment, she was certain it was him.
Besides, Li Jin's stepfather was likely a violent person.
Bo Jiu analyzed the situation, her mind calm and meticulous. After spending a long time with someone, one would indeed be affected.
If it had been the old Bo Jiu, she wouldn't have thought so much.
Bo Jiu was right.
The woman didn't want the youngster to leave.
It wasn't easy for someone to come over and the man would restrain himself.
This way, Little Jin wouldn't be scolded when he returned. After all, the man was prideful.
Hence, before Bo Jiu could stand to leave, the woman spoke up.
The woman was one step ahead of the young man. She said, "Your uncle said that the rain outside is getting heavier. Xiao Jin will be back in five minutes. You can go to Xiao Jin's room and stay for dinner. You can tutor Xiao Jin."
"It's fine, Auntie," Bo Jiu replied.
The man walked over, the smell of alcohol still lingering on him. He wanted her to stay as well. Just as the woman had said, he was prideful.
But when he glanced at the woman, there was a hint of viciousness.
Even from where she was, Bo Jiu could feel the woman's fear.
She was trembling slightly, but she still stood beside the man like a hostess who valued peace.
Bo Jiu didn't reject him since she would be able to find out more if she went to his room.
Besides, she had seen movies about domestic violence and understood that if such a marriage continued, the woman would probably be unwilling to leave.
In China, marriage was more important to women than to men.
Every single one of them had fantasized about marrying their Prince Charming and living a blissful life.
But gradually, some problems would surface.
They would realize that the person they liked wasn't the person they had imagined.
He would fall in love with others because of the temptations of the outside world. Sometimes, it would be because he was under pressure and wanted to find excitement. Sometimes, it would be because the girls outside were young.
He would think that they were flowers and you were an old woman.
He would even beat you up. He would beat you up when he was drunk, beat you up when he was angry and beat you up when he was unhappy.
At the start, it would be unbearable. After all, this wasn't the life you wanted.
Countless people would come out to persuade you to bear with it. Even if it wasn't for yourself, you had to bear with it for the child. You couldn't divorce.
If you divorced, what would people say about you? What would happen to the child?
Hence, you would bear with it. The man who begged you to forgive him wouldn't cherish you anymore.
Year after year, day after day, you would get used to such a life.
If someone gave you a chance to retaliate, you might think that they were a busybody.
After all, you just wanted your husband to treat you better. You didn't really want to leave him.
This was part of the domestic violence family.
Because no matter what happened, no matter how severe the beating, she was still his wife. What? How could he control his wife? His wife was willing to let him beat her!
This was something that was often heard in court.
Such a man wasn't hateful. He was hateful.
But the funny thing was that once a woman stood up to resist, she would sue him in court.
Some people would come out and make superficial comments.
"She even sued her own husband. What is this woman thinking?"
"Isn't it just her own man cheating outside? It's obvious that he seduced her outside. She can just settle the score with that person. She still has to live her life. Why is she fighting with her husband? Women should be smarter sometimes."
"So what if she took a few beatings? Isn't it because she was lazy? I'm really impressed."
Usually, it was the woman who said these words.
And the scary thing was that domestic violence was addictive.
In the long run, a woman wouldn't be able to leave a man who abused her.
In psychology, some of the explanations were indeed frightening. But that was the reality.
Those despicable people who liked to gossip and distort the truth were the real breeders.
This world, in some ways, was very fair.
What kind of person you were would attract the kind of people you were.
If there were things that violated your principles, there would be people who would ask you to tolerate them.
There was a beautiful relationship, but you needed to be able to tell if it was a really good man.
Looking at the interaction between the two of them, Bo Jiu quickly realized that the woman couldn't leave and wouldn't ask for a divorce.
After all, other than fear, there was a hint of anticipation in her gaze.
Bo Jiu guessed that this was probably the reason for Li Jin's unhealthy mentality.
After all, no child would be willing to see their mother being beaten.
If it had been a child, he would have hated himself for being so weak and afraid. Because of his fear, he wouldn't even have the luck to save his mother. Thus, he would have wanted to escape.
When he grew up, he would have shouted, "Why don't you get a divorce?!"
But by then, it would be too late.
Children raised by sick families were usually extremely sensitive. Even if their family conditions weren't bad, they would still be like this.
Bo Jiu wasn't afraid of violent tendencies. Her skills wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
If he was worried, then so be it. Li Jin would hide everything in his heart. He would wash away the blood on his hands without saying a word and look for his next target.
If that was the case …
Then her visit today was very likely to be detected by him.
Bo Jiu paused. She placed the planning form to the side.
She had to be more careful.
This person was learning computer programming and … psychology.
No matter which one of these two doors was taken out, it was very strange.
Especially the latter.
Now, whenever Bo Jiu saw the word psychology, her heart would slow down.
She couldn't let anyone see that the books had been touched.
Bo Jiu placed them back the way she had pulled them out. She had done it professionally.
She wanted to see if there were any traces on the computer.
She turned on the computer. Bo Jiu frowned when she saw the date circled in red on the calendar on the wall.
The 26th?
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