It’s he

Our teacher has been missing for a few days, and the police have already come to the school several times to ask questions.I’m worried. The teacher has always been kind to me, almost like a mentor.When I got home, I told my mother about the situation. She gave a slight, almost distracted smile and said reassuringly, "Good people always find a way out."I want to believe that’s true. A person like our teacher must be fine, wherever they are.But the next day, I made a chilling discovery: our teacher was in the basement of my house. Bound tightly, with clear signs of abuse all over their body.I didn’t even have time to figure out what was going on.Just then, my mother came home.