"Have you notified the police?" Ye Feifei looked at the physical education teacher who had just finished the phone call and asked seriously.
The teacher nodded and replied: "The police are already at the gate. This lady, now... may need your help to comfort the children. We are most worried about the condition of the children. They have never seen such a terrifying scene.
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"Yes. We will go see the children. But is there a psychological teacher in the school? Children should communicate with the psychological teacher as soon as they receive stimulation, so that they will not have psychological problems." Ye Feifei said.
The teacher thought for a while and replied: "Last night, the school's psychology teacher died at home. The specific cause has not been investigated yet."
"What?" Ye Feifei and Catherine looked at each other.
Something happened to the psychology teacher too.
In this way, a total of four teachers were involved in the accident.
What happened to this school? Why did four teachers have accidents in succession? Is there a fifth or more?
"Yes, this is unfortunate news. We will contact the psychiatrist at the hospital. Please help calm the children first." The male teacher added.
Ye Feifei patted the back of Catherine's hand, and Catherine immediately said: "I will stay here. I have learned relevant knowledge and can help you."
The teacher wanted to say no, but seeing Catherine's serious expression, they couldn't refuse.
So, Catherine stayed at the crime scene with her teacher, while Ye Feifei went to the small classroom next to it.
The children in the small classroom were indeed greatly stimulated. They hugged each other and many were crying.
The only ones who were calm were Xiao Zichen, Lu Xiaoxiao, and the four children Xie Yun and Xie Miao.
Ye Feifei did not come to comfort the four of them. Instead, she went to see the child who cried the most. She knelt down, looked at the child tenderly, and said softly: "Child, aunt is Xiao Zichen's mother. If you are afraid, aunt
I can hold you and listen to you, okay?"
When the little guy heard this, he glanced at Xiao Zichen timidly, then opened his arms and rushed directly into Ye Feifei's arms. He curled up like a small animal, his body and voice were trembling, "Auntie, Tian
Why did the teacher die? Auntie, it’s so scary, so scary!”
"Baby, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Listen to auntie, Teacher Tian has gone to heaven. She doesn't want to see you cry in heaven." Ye Feifei rubbed the little guy's furry head very gently.
The little guy sobbed twice, "Auntie, does she really not want to see us cry?"
"Yes. What she likes most is you little cuties. She doesn't want you to feel uncomfortable because of her, so she won't feel at ease in heaven. Children, don't be afraid, let's sing together and sing nice songs for you.
Teacher Tian listens, so that Teacher Tian can hear it in heaven." Ye Feifei clapped her hands to mobilize the children's emotions.
A little guy raised his hand and said, "Okay. Teacher Tian and his choir like to listen to singing the most."
"Choir?" Ye Feifei didn't know why, but she felt that this choir seemed unusual. She stared at the little guy and asked seriously: "Kid, what is Teacher Tian's choir?"
"It's Teacher Tian, and... there are two other dead teachers who were in that choir. They often sang for us." The little guy answered with a choked voice.