Simulated Crime, This Criminal Doesn’t Seem to Be Acting Chapter 91

There's nothing quite as satisfying as an eye for an eye.

Like now, those who initially showed sadness and despair in their eyes, not feeling as though they had won, suddenly found light in their eyes upon hearing Ye Sangsang's words.

【Sobbing uncontrollably, I never knew that Sis Sangsang was such a kind-hearted person! You're so warm! You went out of your way to cure them yourself; you truly are a great humanitarian!】

【Someone before me sure knows how to heap praise, hehehe.】

【Sis Sangsang, you're too good. As humans, when we're hurt, it's only natural to vent a little. So let's lightly torment these people—I support that!】

In the live streaming room, comments rapidly flooded the screen.

These students had suffered too much, been tortured for far too long. Simply handing them over to the police or exposing them to journalists was far too lenient.

Ye Sangsang smiled.

Returning just to hand these people over to the police would be a total waste, wouldn't it?

She glanced around, asking for the opinions of those around her with her eyes.

At Ye Sangsang's prompting, many stepped forward.

They gazed at Ye Sangsang with sparkling eyes, filled with eagerness.

Those who didn't step forward also focused their gazes on those who were bound.

Once inside, their goal had been to 'educate' them into obedience, discipline, and to break their will to rebel or defy, to cure them of their internet addiction. They needed to become the ideal model children their parents envisioned.

After being brainwashed, they had questioned themselves, wondering if they were truly worthless, if they had committed unforgivable wrongs that justified such treatment.

In those moments of self-doubt, they were lost and in anguish.

They thought that becoming what their parents wanted might gain them freedom, might earn their parents' love.

Deep down, they knew it wasn't true, yet they found themselves sinking deeper into that vicious cycle.

They suffered painfully and clearly, aware of the source of their pain—the lack of love, their parents' control, and the malice of the Principal and his kind.

Yet they were like moths caught in a spider's web; any struggle merely entangled them further.

Realizing this, they grew numb.

They allowed themselves to be tortured, their bodies and minds breaking down.

But now, Ye Sangsang told them they could ask who truly was the sick one.

Yes!

Perhaps it wasn't them who were sick.

But rather, those adults were.

They should dispel their self-doubt, they might change their inner thoughts.

Plugging the power cord into the classroom's socket, Ye Sangsang handed a pen to a girl so excited her hands trembled nonstop.

"Hold it, point it here at the hospital bed."

Ye Sangsang guided the angle towards the bed, giving the girl careful instructions.

She looked at the others.

"Remember one thing: we're here to cure them. Since they say this electroshock therapy works, and medication works, we need to prove it with practice."

"They say we're sick, well, we think they're sick too."

"We've admitted it, but they haven't. They used this to make us admit it, so we can use this to make them admit they're sick."

Ye Sangsang smiled, mirroring the Principal's grin.

Didn't the Principal think they were sick?

Didn't he use electroshock to make them admit this so-called treatment could cure their 'illness?'

Now she suspected the Principal and his cronies.

By logic, she needed to see if his electroshock invention could cure their sickness.

First, they had to admit it.

The Principal and Vice Principal were the first two chosen for this trial. The two, their mouths gagged, widened their eyes in terror, frantically shaking their heads.

Their bodies instinctively resisted the device, struggling and squirming backward, but from their shoulders to their feet, they were tightly bound with rope.

The pair now resembled wriggling oversized maggots, disgusting yet utterly useless.

There wasn't much here, but victims abounded.

Gifted lethargy by medication, four people per victim were needed to carry them to the bed.

Then, hands emerged, holding them down firmly from head to toe.

Ye Sangsang grabbed a chair and sat by the bedhead, her head slightly lowered, her gaze eerily calm as she watched him.

"Principal, using the device you invented on yourself must feel quite peculiar, doesn't it?"

The Principal stared at Ye Sangsang as if seeing a demon.

Ye Sangsang didn't let others do the job, not just because they wouldn't know how to use it, but because she was enough for this task.

They merely had to watch, pure and untainted, as the true devils suffered.

In the Principal and Vice Principal's horrified gazes, Ye Sangsang picked up the connector and turned on the machine.

Whimpering sounds

The Principal's gagged mouth began emitting frantic whimpering, his body writhing wildly, almost too much for the four restraining him.

Seeing this, two relatively tall girls stepped forward, firmly holding him in place.

Ye Sangsang nonchalantly placed the connector on his temple.

Immediately, the veins on the Principal's forehead bulged, his pain almost physically manifesting on his face.

To prevent killing him, Ye Sangsang waited a while before removing the connector.

She moved to the other side.

The square-faced Vice Principal, who had been watching the Principal, began thrashing violently.

"Don't move, or you might make it even more painful," Ye Sangsang whispered softly, like a demon's low murmur.

The onlooking Instructors and Teachers trembled.

Before, they had watched these students suffer, their resistance waning into apathy, thinking such recalcitrant students deserved punishment.

But now, it was their turn.

Seeing the Principal and Vice Principal twitch from the electric shocks, they were engulfed in deep fear.

The square-faced Vice Principal let out a gurgled cry, excruciating pain coursing from his brain through his entire body, his head feeling as though thousands of needles were piercing it.

He had never thought electroshock could be this agonizing.

The feeling of time slowing to a crawl made his eyes redden.

He opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but no one allowed him that chance; he couldn’t even form a word.

Of the forty-five students, those not securing the victims' escape enjoyed the scene before them.

They had dreamt of this moment.

Now their dream was a reality, and a genuine smile appeared on their faces.

They hadn't smiled like this in a long time; now, with one, they felt much lighter.

The heavy pressure in their chests dissipated a lot.

After three rounds, the air reeked of the pungent smell of excrement.

At the sight of the two men's stained lower halves, Ye Sangsang finally removed the cloth from their mouths.

Her hand on the Principal's temple, she directly placed the connector on it.

After a few seconds, she asked, "Tell me, do you think we're sick?"

The Principal's eyes were glazed, about to answer.

Ye Sangsang wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Not answering? Then keep going."

She placed the connector back on his temple.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The piercing scream echoed through the room, excruciatingly painful, yet those holding the Principal and Vice Principal and those watching laughed heartily.

The two girls who had escaped from the dormitory that night when Ye Sangsang arrived looked at her, their fists tightly clenched, their eyes gleaming with remarkable intensity.

They hadn't been able to answer in time before being ordered to continue with the electric shocks.

Now it was the Principal's turn to experience this feeling!

"No."

The Principal, perhaps due to his age, answered weakly only after Ye Sangsang asked three times.

"What is internet addiction? Is it a disease?"

Ye Sangsang asked, then, without waiting for the Principal's response, continued.

"No, it's not a disease."

"You opened this school for money, didn't you? You aggressively promote internet addiction as a disease just to make money."

"Yes..."

"The electroshock device you invented isn't therapeutic, is it?"

"Yes..."

"Do you get pleasure from tormenting people?"

"..."Yes."

"Have you molested female students?"

The Principal did not answer.

Ye Sangsang was in no hurry; she simply continued the electroshock.

Even if he fainted, he would be awakened.

Coming to, Ye Sangsang continued her questioning.

"..."Yes."

When he finally answered, the Principal's eyes were vacant, his spirit utterly broken.

Ye Sangsang didn't stop; she continued asking when and where, even if there were videos or photos.

The Principal didn’t want to answer, but under the "enhanced memory restoration," every secret was exposed.

Finally came the Vice Principal.

Perhaps due to the lessons learned from the past, the Vice Principal answered whatever Ye Sangsang asked.

He even proactively disclosed the profitability and deliberately promoted the idea that internet addiction was a disease.

But Ye Sangsang wasn't planning to let him off the hook. She electrocuted him once, then asked again; electrocuted again, and asked yet again.

In the end, the Vice Principal couldn't take it anymore and started shouting curses.

Yet what awaited him was still Ye Sangsang's merciless electric shocks.

Eventually, he even confessed to all the crimes he had committed.

Next were the various Instructors.

Ye Sangsang didn't bother asking questions anymore. She directly attached the connection heads of two devices to their temples and moved the devices beside her. As she operated the switches, she questioned them.

Initially, they clenched their teeth to resist, but what they received was unrelenting electric shocks.

The shocks left them mentally dazed and gave them the same lifeless gaze as the students they had previously tortured.

When hungry, one group would guard them while another went to the cafeteria to cook.

After eating, each of these individuals was forced to take three pills.

The Principal knew exactly what those pills were and desperately struggled not to take them. But the person in front of him wouldn't allow it.

He was forced to open his mouth, and the pills along with water were poured down his throat.

Ye Sangsang smiled innocently at the camera, directly stating that this was part of the treatment.

Everyone except the forty-five students looked at Ye Sangsang as if they saw a monster.

In the middle of it all, the camera pen even charged up again.

In full view of everyone, Ye Sangsang successfully made every one of them admit they were sick.

The boys and girls had tears in their eyes but smiles on their lips.

Then came the dragon whip.

Ye Sangsang turned off the camera and let them give full rein to their actions.

Standing outside the room, they could hear the continuous terrified screams from within.

For those who had been the perpetrators, this would be an unforgettable nightmare they would carry for the rest of their lives.

Ye Sangsang didn't feed them. After beating them to a point, she would group them into threes and fours and throw them into solitary confinement.

【When it comes to revenge, you need someone like Sister Sang, who's a total psycho.】

【They weren't so high and mighty before, constantly insulting those students, blaming everything on them. But now that the whip is hitting them, they've become obedient.】

【All the pent-up anger vented out feels much better! And once they truly rebel, they won't be so vulnerable anymore. This incident will blow up, and the parents of these students will also be more cautious. Sister Sang contacting the TV station is also for this purpose.】

In the live broadcast, they discussed this. Ye Sangsang led the students to search for various evidence.

Their phone messages, photos, documents, etc.

Anything that could contribute to their sentencing, Ye Sangsang found it all.

The camera pen recorded everything from the solitary confinement, dragon whip, electric shock devices, medications, and so-called acupuncture treatments.

In the Principal's office, there was also information about the Principal and the advertising personnel fabricating facts.

There were also reports about internet addiction being a disease, all fabricated submissions that were basically just a business.

Ye Sangsang found every nook and cranny.

Seeing all this evidence, many students broke down in tears.

They really weren't sick!

They weren't sick; the sick ones were the Principal, Vice Principal, and all those who ran this kind of academy.

They did it for personal gain.

The naked truth was laid out in front of everyone, which largely eased everyone's emotions.

The numbness in many people's eyes disappeared, and their moods improved significantly.

For the girl students who had been violated, Ye Sangsang decided to have Lin Lu come and talk to them.

She would notify Lin Lu and the reporters first by phone, preparing for psychological counseling before facing the police's constant questioning.

The police naturally knew that every interrogation was a fresh wound for the victims.

But only by understanding the facts and obtaining evidence could they punish the perpetrators.

They would also need to go to court.

If they were all hesitant and unable to articulate clearly, it would give the other side an opportunity to attack them.

Lin Lu was a very strong-willed person. She just seemed fragile because she still had some fantasies about her family.

Ye Sangsang didn't immediately notify her.

The next day, she pulled these people out three times to torture them, then locked them back in solitary confinement, with no food and three pills forced down their throats three times a day.

Ye Sangsang wasn't worried; those who cause harm live long. These people wouldn't starve to death during this time.

When the cafeteria staff came the next day, they were turned away at the door.

Those people probably knew something was up when they saw it was the students and quietly left.

Ye Sangsang knew that these villagers likely wouldn't call the police. Reporting such things was just trouble for them, so they would pretend they knew nothing.

It wasn't until the third morning that Ye Sangsang dialed the reporter's number.

When she went to the reporter's office, she had taken note of the reporter's number.

The reporter, Qi Zhen, arrived at lightning speed, bringing Lin Lu with her.

She opened the school gate and, along with the other students, waited for the reporter's arrival.

The reporter arrived very quickly; less than fifteen minutes after the call, she was there, clearly always on standby.

If not for Lin Lu's persuasion, she would have already tried to sneak in during the night.

Ye Sangsang stepped aside to let the reporter in.

The reporter was accompanied by a tall, sturdy man, likely brought along to protect them in case of danger.

Seeing the scene before her, Qi Zhen's concerns completely subsided.

Fortunately, they all seemed to be okay.

She walked into the campus, looking at the students in front of her, unsure of what to say.

Qi Zhen had seen many people, and she could tell something was off with their appearances at a glance.

They were thin, restrained, and lifeless, signs of mental and physical abuse.

"Have you called the police?"

Qi Zhen looked at Ye Sangsang.

This person gave her a reliable feeling.

Ye Sangsang shook her head and looked around at everyone.

"Let's do the interview first, and then call the police," she said.

Qi Zhen didn't refuse. This was a first-hand on-site report, the most authentic one, and she wanted to know everything as it truly was.

She was led to the classroom.

Ye Sangsang walked behind her, looked at Lin Lu, and spoke by her side.

Lin Lu forced a sad smile, nodding in agreement.

She went over to the girls, softly asking about what had happened at school.

The girls smiled as they recounted everything Ye Sangsang had done, while Lin Lu also shared what Ye Sangsang had done outside.

Then Lin Lu took these girls to the next room, beginning to comfort them.

The reporter was led by Ye Sangsang to the Principal's place where the drugs were stored, explaining the side effects of the medications and the punishment room.

The electric shock devices were returned to their original positions, and Ye Sangsang explained every detail.

They toured the entire campus, eventually returning to the classroom.

Qi Zhen reflected on everything and felt deeply horrified by what they had experienced.

At that moment, the girls entered the room.

Qi Zhen's hand rested on the bag she was carrying, looking at all the students. "Can I take pictures of you?"

"Yes, but I hope you can blur their faces," Ye Sangsang requested.

Qi Zhen nodded confidently, "I understand, don't worry."

She took out her camera and first took a group photo.

Then she proposed to take pictures of the scars.

Only real wounds could make people realize how cruel the academy's methods were.

According to her understanding, there were quite a few such academies nationwide.

Even if they weren't all as extreme as this one, the existence of such academies was inherently wrong.

She wanted to report this out, make restless parents cease their persecution, and raise societal awareness to form a correct influence.

Qi Zhen's words made many people hesitate.

Ye Sangsang was the first to take off her clothes, turning her back to Qi Zhen, signaling her to take the picture.

A few days after the dragon whip had left its marks, they hadn't healed yet, and due to the lack of medication, they looked even more gruesome.

After Ye Sangsang acted, other boys also reached out and took off their shirts.

They all turned their backs to Qi Zhen.

Qi Zhen lowered her camera and then lifted it again, only to see a scene of tremendous impact.

She had thought that the wounds on Ye Sangsang's body were enough to make people realize how terrifying this academy was.

But when she saw the wounds on those who had stayed longer in the academy, she saw something even more cruel.

The intersecting scars were densely packed, almost completely covering their backs, barely showing the original skin color.

Even if there was an occasional spot, a closer look would reveal that it was a pale yellow.

This pale yellow color indicated severe bruising that had been there for a long time and was just about to heal.

Even among them, some students had wounds that festered due to lack of treatment.

She stood there, frozen for several seconds, before finally biting her lip and stepping forward.

When she reached the first student, she raised her camera and positioned it in front of her eyes.

*Click*

As the sound echoed, Qi Zhen's tears instantly overflowed, sliding down her cheeks.

The boy, having just put on his clothes, caught sight of her and offered a gentle smile.

“Don't worry, reporter sister. I'll be fine in a few days.”

Qi Zhen hastily lowered her camera, her nose tingling with emotion. She tried to speak but couldn't find the words.

He was the one suffering, yet he was comforting her instead.

Hastily wiping away her tears, she clenched her lips tightly, silently capturing each face with her camera.

By the end, her fingertips gripping the camera were blanched white.

After finishing, she stood before the fourteen girls.

Her fists clenched, and suddenly, she felt all her courage drain away.

Lin Lu stepped forward and led her to the next room.

There, they clicked more photos.

Qi Zhen inquired about everything related to the abuse.

The girls recounted their experiences, their eyes filled with pain but devoid of shame or fear.

They shouldn't feel these emotions—they were the victims. Shame and fear should not be theirs to bear.

Qi Zhen recorded the interviews with her voice recorder.

At that moment, in the distance, the wailing of police sirens grew louder.

Ye Sangsang had timed it perfectly and brought the group out from the hidden room, then dialed the police.

*Walk out of this academy proudly.*

*Watching those students, I truly feel those people deserve to die!*

*This chapter... too tough.*

Ye Sangsang stood on the steps of the first floor of the teaching building, observing the police storming in.

They didn't need to speak; they just had to look.

The Principal, watching the police, felt a complicated mix of emotions—both fear and relief.

They suspected that if time had dragged on, Ye Sangsang might have killed them all.

Even so, their ordeal hadn't ended.

Electric shocks three times a day, medication instead of meals, and frequent lashings.

Under such circumstances, the students broke down, and the staff didn't fare much better.

When their handcuffs were fastened by the police, their eyes were blank, devoid of feeling or emotion.

They muttered disjointedly about their actions.

Clearly, they hadn't yet snapped out of their torment.

Watching the captured criminals, the police were momentarily disoriented. Who exactly were the criminals, and who were the victims?

Ye Sangsang, being a minor and the one who had reported what she had done and what happened in the school, wasn't handcuffed by the police, despite knowing what had transpired. They merely asked her to follow them to the police station.

Ye Sangsang led everyone and handed over the evidence to the police, then calmly followed behind.

The vehicles brought by the police weren't enough to accommodate everyone, so a bus was hastily arranged to fit the crowd.

After a bumpy twenty-minute ride, they returned to the city.

Seeing the familiar surroundings, many were overcome with emotion.

Upon disembarking, everyone filled the lobby to capacity.

Qi Zhen continuously took photos and recorded videos, actively preparing her report.

The others quietly and obediently sat, waiting.

The criminals, given buns and water by the police, crouched in the corner, ravenously stuffing their faces as if mad.

The stark contrast between them and the others was striking.

After gulping down the food and coughing to regain their breath, the Principal suddenly stood, charging straight toward Ye Sangsang.

"He's a criminal too! He tortured and beat us, even electrocuting us!" He raged, his eyes bloodshot, veins bulging in his arms and hands, venting his fury.

Ye Sangsang sat three meters away, unmoved as she watched him approach.

She knew he couldn't touch her within the confines of the Public Security Bureau.

Sure enough, as his hand neared Ye Sangsang, two police officers rushed over to restrain him.

Seeing the police protect Ye Sangsang, the Principal's eyes widened in rage, shouting that Ye Sangsang was also a criminal, demanding her arrest.

Ye Sangsang said nothing, only smiling at him.

"I'm a minor, you know."

She mouthed the words at him.

After all, she had only intended to cure people—at most, it would be considered illegal confinement, allowing her to be released on bail.

Given her minor status and voluntary surrender, there was even a chance of a suspended sentence.

The Principal, during his misdeeds, likely had some basic grasp of the law. Upon seeing Ye Sangsang's expression, he exploded.

He attempted to charge at Ye Sangsang again, roaring incoherently, but was forcibly restrained by the police and forced back to his corner.

The police, seeing the criminals had finished eating, escorted them to the interrogation rooms.

Ye Sangsang also stood, handing over the recording pen to the police.

Qi Zhen had already backed up the contents, so the police could use it directly.

Looking at Ye Sangsang, the police felt a bit overwhelmed—this girl was a bit too fierce.

After the academy staff were taken in for questioning, the students began providing their statements and their parents' contact information.

The remaining students who had fled were also contacted by the police.

Everyone remained calm, their expressions serene, no longer panicked.

They had anticipated this, and they were prepared.

Around half an hour later, about half of the parents had gathered in the lobby.

Cui Xue was among them.

The first time she sent Zhou Xue to Peicai Academy, she stayed for nine days; the second time, four days.

In less than half a month, he had caused trouble again, and Cui Xue arrived with visible anger.

"You actually colluded with your classmates this time to send the Teacher, Instructor, and Principal to jail! You've really grown bold, haven't you? This time, you don't even fear me!"

Her words dripped with sarcasm and venom.

This drew glances from the surrounding police officers.

From their actions, the staff of Peicai Academy were clearly no good.

Yet their parents treated them with such respect, believing they could reform their children.

The police were about to defend Ye Sangsang when she directly replied to Cui Xue, "Yes, I'm not afraid of you anymore. Also, congratulations. You've given your child a criminal record. I might end up in detention for illegally detaining those people."

Well done, you've personally ruined your own child.

Cui Xue stepped back instinctively, struggling to understand Ye Sangsang's words.

The police intervened, explaining and urging calm, emphasizing that Peicai Academy wasn't a legitimate school.

Cui Xue, however, only heard about Ye Sangsang getting a criminal record and glared venomously at her.

In her high heels, she charged forward, raising her hand to slap Ye Sangsang's face.

She expected to see Ye Sangsang's humiliation and anger in response, but instead, Ye Sangsang caught her hand.

The overwhelming strength and height difference left Cui Xue staring in disbelief—her child had started to resist.

She tried to exert force but only managed a slight twitch.

In terms of power, she was no match for Ye Sangsang.

"You think you can just hit me, then see me depressed and regretful, believing you're right all along?" Ye Sangsang leaned down, her voice low in Cui Xue's ear. "You should be the one seeking help. You're just crazy."

After speaking, Ye Sangsang released her hand, letting it fall limply.

She sat back down, waiting calmly for the police to escort her to the interrogation room.

Watching her son being led away, Cui Xue's face turned pale. She couldn't understand why Zhou Xue had become so extreme.

Was it because she tried to regulate and 'cure' him that he wanted to lock them all up?

At that moment, Lin Lu approached her.

Her parents had arrived, and they had a falling-out, officially severing ties.

They didn't allow Lin Lu to accuse the Instructor of sexual assault, fearing it would bring shame to their family.

Lin Lu, refusing to back down, insisted on pressing charges.

Her parents, disgusted by her actions, declared they no longer had a daughter.

Lin Lu, still a minor, would now fend for herself, working to support her education without their support.

Her parents left in a huff, their expressions grim.

Among the other girls' parents, only a couple supported their daughters, as they truly believed the school was reputable.

The majority, upon learning the truth, urged their daughters not to pursue the matter, considering it disgraceful.

But the girls weren't willing to compromise.

They knew that being sent back to the academy or hastily married off was not an option—being abandoned by their families was their only path to survival.

As for the boys, the predominant reaction from their parents was outright abuse.

The moment the parents started clashing verbally, their first instinct was physical violence.

These attempts were swiftly stopped by the police.

There were even those who said that since the academy had crumbled and there was no place to take them in, these children were now essentially homeless.

The police, hearing this, nearly exploded with anger, almost cursing out loud.

They retorted vehemently, "You are the parents of these children, so how can they be considered homeless? Take them home and educate them properly. No more sending them to the academy, and no more beating or scolding them!"

The parents, however, were not convinced and even demanded the police release the people from Peicai Academy.

"You parents are absolutely laughable," one officer spat out. "The Principal and the others faced our retaliatory tactics and almost went insane. The Principal, who was the mastermind behind such inhumane practices, couldn't endure the electric shock treatments, yet you still blame us for their actions."

"It's both ironic and ridiculous. How unfortunate that none of you ever experienced the pain of electric shocks, being force-fed medication, humiliated, or violated."

Lin Lu truly felt a sense of loss.

She loathed them, hated them for being parents who failed to educate their children, only to blame the kids for not living up to their expectations.

Many of these parents, she noted, were not even dealing with rebellious children.

Cui Xue clenched her fists and said, "Is it really that hard to be a parent? Do you expect us to let children grow freely without guidance?"

"So you just resort to electric shocks? You're insane! You're all beyond redemption!" Lin Lu retorted, her face filled with disgust as she looked at Cui Xue and another companion.

They were ready to leave, to reclaim their identities and live their own lives.

Lin Lu spoke to Zhou Xue's mother, her words laced with frustration she couldn't swallow.

Qi Zhen noticed Zhou Xue's mother and also saw other parents.

She sat down, pulled out her laptop, and copied a video onto a USB drive.

She walked over to Cui Xue and said, "Take a look."

She hoped these parents would finally realize their mistakes.

Cui Xue took the USB, her eyes fixed on Qi Zhen in confusion.

Qi Zhen turned and left, determined to write a report as quickly as possible. Every day delayed would mean more victims, and only by making this issue public could it gain the attention it deserved.

She pulled out her phone and called her former classmates.

After watching the video, Cui Xue brought in a lawyer.

She secured Ye Sangsang's release on bail.

By the third day of detention, local news and provincial TV stations had reported on the internet addiction school.

The headline read: "Internet Addiction School's Electric Shock and Detention Practices Exposed: All Staff Arrested, Revealing the Dark Underbelly Behind Internet Addiction Schools."

The TV stations released videos and photos of abuse, solitary confinement, electric shocks, and invited education experts for a panel discussion.

It all started with local news, and the very next day, the provincial station covered it extensively.

Soon, major newspapers joined in, along with reports on other problematic internet addiction schools.

The story quickly spread across the country.

Evidence emerged showing that internet addiction schools had bribed so-called experts to claim that internet addiction was a disease, and they had aggressively marketed their treatments, all in the name of profit.

The most shocking revelation was the electric shock therapy.

For many, this was truly horrifying.

Electric shocks could kill, and they inflicted extreme pain.

Initially, some parents who had undergone the treatments came forward, claiming they were effective.

But then Qi Zhen exposed footage of Ye Sangsang's torture of the Principal and Vice Principal.

Those previously in charge of the treatments now showed signs of mental breakdown—blank stares, dazed expressions—clearly a result of the terrifying ordeal they had endured.

Qi Zhen used the video to show these parents they had been scammed.

The treatments were useless, and their children had not been "cured."

The so-called "obedience" was merely a survival tactic, a way to avoid being sent back.

Once they grew up, they would one day retribute the suffering they endured onto their parents.

Qi Zhen continued her efforts to draw societal attention to this issue with follow-up reports.

She used data to show the real-life outcomes of those who had been "cured," proving that none of them had turned into the obedient children their parents had hoped for.

Some had left home, either directly or biding their time, while others had turned to violence.

The report took three months to complete.

But the impact was significant, prompting parents to reconsider their actions. Because no matter the outcome, they could not accept it.

They feared that their aging years would be plagued by the very children they had once tried to control.

The term "Internet Addiction School" became forever tainted with the mark of evil.

Later, the Principal and Vice Principal were charged with intentional injury, sexual assault of minors, and illegal detention. They received sentences ranging from ten years to life imprisonment.

That very night after the second report was published, someone knocked on Cui Xue's door.

She opened it to see Zhao Xun standing there, her face cold and composed.

"I heard you sent him to the internet addiction school because of our supposed 'puppy love.' I'm here just to clarify one thing: Zhou Xue and I were never in a relationship."

She paused and continued, "He approached me only for tutoring. He told me his father's illegitimate child was doing well in school, and he didn't want to disappoint you. So he quietly sought extra lessons, hoping to surprise you with his improved grades."

Zhao Xun turned and left without another glance at Cui Xue.

Cui Xue stood in the doorway, her lips quivering, her eyes filled with confusion as she turned back.

Ye Sangsang, sitting inside, triggered a memory of a previous case.

The full story of the case unfolded.

【Ahhh, I'm crying!】

【Zhou Xue is so pitiful!】

【Oh my god, Zhou Xue is actually dead!】

Ye Sangsang's eyes fell on Cui Xue after reading the case files.

In the case, Zhou Xue had died.

Like Ye Sangsang, he had struggled against being sent there.

Like her, he had gradually broken down and resigned himself to the fate.

A month after being admitted, he attended a parent-student meeting.