To The Police Station. The Details

Yun Jian had visited Lu Feiyan's house several times. The latter's family was one of the few that did well in Xinjiang Town.

Her parents were retired teachers and received a considerable pension each month.

The exterior of Lu Feiyan's house was renovated exceptionally well. It was, at least, one of the best looking ones compared to the other houses in the village.

In the past when Yun Jian came to Lu Feiyan's doorstep, the surroundings were clean and well kept. Now, however, the outside of the house was a chaotic mess.

Coming closer for a clearer look, there were plenty of threats and curses painted in bright red on the wall around Lu Feiyan's home.

"An eye for an eye, a life for a life!"

"Give me back my son's life!"

"Teacher? You should die!"

The originally clean outdoor wall without any pattern was now covered in condemning red words.