Chapter 225: Let Me Use a Criminal's Mindset to Teach a Class?

The man was caught, but the charge seemed hard to pin down.

The man openly admitted he only wanted to extort some money, nothing else, but it no longer mattered.

Chen Fan, in the interrogation room, silently watched the man answering—yes, the man had only that one thought.

The woman outside couldn't figure it out at all—what was she supposed to do.

Chen Fan said, "Feels absurd, doesn't it?"

The woman looked at Chen Fan and said, "He's not that kind of person."

"I know, and I also know he wouldn't lay a hand on you girls. Because people—deep down inside there is evil, but acting on it is another matter. But I only asked you one thing, one question, and you still haven't answered me to this day."

The woman didn't answer.

Chen Fan said, "See, the moment I asked it, you felt shame, you felt fear, terror? Then you two have no reason to be together. So, this thing—no one can explain it for you. It's up to you. But ruining someone's reputation, you have to bear the consequences yourself. You'd better move to a different city and start over."

This was the final outcome.

Was it too serious? But the netizens didn't see it that way.

"I just remembered an old case—an old man got out of prison, kept filing appeals, saying he never committed the crime of molestation."

"Right, right, I remember that case too. Back then it was a frame-up."

"The cost of framing someone is way too low, but the punishment for it is way too light."

"If this teacher really got framed, how would the kids live from now on, how would the family live? Damn, driving them out of the city is the least of it."

"But it's pointless now."

Right, because it's pointless—the teacher would still lose the job, even if it was a misunderstanding.

The children's parents would never agree to let this teacher educate their kids, even if the teacher was a good person.

People will always feel fear, will try to run from certain things. No matter how that thing is handled, once the frame-up begins, that's when the nightmare arrives.

But if no frame-up is made, and someone really gets hurt—what then?

There's no way to resolve that.

A forensic examiner can deal with a corpse, but can't deal with the human heart.

In the observation room, Teacher He said, "I think I see where the complexity of this case lies now?"

Qin Ming said, "Yes, that's exactly what's been puzzling everyone. Let me tell you something even more frightening. Before, the teachers were all switched to women, right? Well, what if later on, a woman molests a male student? How would you tell that apart?"

The few girls didn't know how to answer.

Qin Ming said, "You only see the molestation cases where men are the perpetrators; you haven't seen the ones where women molest men. The law on this side is still being improved, and policies will come out later too. This is a serious matter, so the audience over there doesn't need to go on about how men are trash—women do it too."

"Don't quote me numbers—I don't buy that stuff."

Once Qin Ming finished saying that, it meant: don't bring that gender-card game of yours to me; if you don't talk straight, I'll investigate you directly.

Don't forget—Qin Ming is a forensic examiner, he's on the public-security side. You going to sue him for no reason?

Call the police?

Yeah, Qin Ming takes the case. You got a problem with that?

Zhang Xinyu said, "I think Chen Fan's goal wasn't that, was it."

Qin Ming said, "Looks like you're not dumb. Actually, what Chen Fan did was technically over the line—he stuck his nose into someone else's family business. But I think he handled it right this time. Don't worry, the Women's Federation will step in too, and when that happens, it won't just be a simple case of framing for this person."

Then the matter turned serious.

You could only say this person was unlucky—to have run into Chen Fan.

Meanwhile, at noon, Chen Fan came back. The cafeteria specially added an extra dish for Chen Fan, which startled him. He said, "Master, what's this for?"

The cafeteria chef said, "Giving you extra food—just wanted to tell you, I know that teacher. My kid goes to school there, and my kid's been taught pretty well by that teacher."

Qin Ming was stunned.

The cafeteria chef said, "You guys are just worrying over nothing. The school didn't fire that teacher, and the teacher kept on teaching at the school. The parents all sent their kids to be taught by this teacher."

Chen Fan and Qin Ming immediately wanted to slap themselves twice.

Old Liu said, "You guys still haven't cultivated well enough—you've gone obsessive."

Xiang Qinqin said, "Teacher, what's going on?"

Old Liu said, "A perfectly normal phenomenon. When you see evil every single day, you fall into a vicious circle—start doubting the world, even doubting the beauty in this life."

Uh—the few newcomers present all felt they seemed to be the same way.

Qin Ming said, speechless, "Fine, I apologize. I really did jump to the worst-case scenario."

Old Liu said, "Normal. You've just seen too little. See enough and you get used to it."

Chen Fan said, exasperated, "Fine, there is beauty in this world. My thinking went off the rails."

Old Liu said, "It's fine. A forensic examiner thinking the worst is no problem, but when it comes to the outcome, you still have to carry some hope—even if the hope is slim. A teacher getting sued, whether the parents accept him or not, isn't something the teacher says about himself—it's something he shows through his actions. You can tell this teacher's standing is one of such high respect and virtue."

The chef said, "That's right, this teacher's a good one. My little rascal skipped school, was playing hooky at home, and the teacher called me right away, went home with me, and got the kid sat back down in school."

Chen Fan said, "Got it, got it—this teacher's impressive."

The whole table was laughing. It was the first time they'd seen Chen Fan actually get put in his place.

Actually, this outcome was what everyone hoped for most, and this outcome really did happen.

Old Liu said, "In the afternoon, you go to the police academy. The photographer goes with you, right?"

"Ah? What am I going there for?"

"Relying on forensic examiners alone, there's too little you can do. You go give those people a class, spread some basic knowledge. Got it?"