Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Kindergarten (1)

“Chuchu… Is that you? I think… I’m going to die.”

Gu Chu took a second to react.
It was the little fatty who called, the chubby little desk mate from kindergarten.
Ye Sichen.

The little fatty deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being discovered.
The little fatty sobbed, “Chuchu… you must grow up happily.
Boohoo… I still want to grow up and marry you, but I-I think I’m going to die soon…”

Gu Chu raised her left eyebrow slightly.

Gu Chu asked, “Where are you now?”

“I-I’m in Kindergarten…”

Gu Chu pricked up her ears and heard the violent footsteps on the other end of the phone.
The little fatty’s phone had been snatched away.
Following that was a clear sound of a slap.
A man cursed in a rough voice, “How dare you steal my phone? Are you tired of living? Go stand at the door and be punished.”

Then, the little fatty screamed.

The call was cut off.

Gu Chu gripped her phone tightly and looked out of the window.
The sun was shining brightly during the summer vacation.
Ever since summer vacation started, Gu Chu had not seen the little fatty for almost a month.
The boy’s family was bankrupt and could not afford the expensive tuition fees.
He had no choice but to transfer schools.

“Strange…” Gu Chu’s intuition was very accurate.
The little fatty’s cries were still ringing in her ears.
He was most likely in trouble.

Gu Chu turned on the computer.
Her little fingers moved quickly on the keyboard and found the IP number of the phone that the little fatty had just dialed and the information of the person who had the phone.
The person who had the phone number was a tanned and skinny man in his early thirties.
His name was Yang Xi.
He was a kindergarten teacher by profession.

The strange thing was that this Yang Xi actually had criminal records.
He had been sentenced to three years for theft.
For some reason, this kind of man still ended up being a teacher.

“Forget it, let’s find out which kindergarten this man teaches at.” Gu Chu quickly checked.

Lines of code were entered, hacking into the background system.

The moment the results came out, Gu Chu was somewhat dazed.

This Yang Xi was actually teaching at Imperial Kindergarten!

Gu Chu was too familiar with this terrifying kindergarten! In the original book, this private, fully enclosed kindergarten located in the suburbs was one of the factors that led to the various tragic outcomes of Gu Manxi, the female protagonist of the novel.

Gu Manxi was tricked by her mother to return to the capital, and her child was sent to this terrifying kindergarten to study.
There were very few students in this kindergarten.
Most of them were migrant children who came to the capital, and the tuition fees were low.
The conditions of the kindergarten were harsh.
The teaching style was fierce and violent.
A group of five-or six-year-old children were subjected to military management.
The food and accommodation conditions were extremely poor!

Gu Chu was tortured in the kindergarten.
In just a few days, she was so hungry that her face was sallow and emaciated.
In the end, she died because of malnutrition…

“They actually sent their child to this kind of garbage kindergarten.
I don’t know what his parents are thinking.” Gu Chu shook her head secretly.
The little fatty had been pampered since he was young.
He probably would not be able to adapt to the harsh environment of the kindergarten.

Gu Chu checked the background of the kindergarten, wanting to find out who opened the kindergarten.

In the end…

She actually couldn’t find out!

The kindergarten director was supposedly Yang Xi, who was just an ordinary worker! Gu Chu actually couldn’t find out any information about the big boss behind the scenes within a short period of time!

What was even stranger was that this kind of kindergarten, which should have been banned by the relevant authorities a long time ago, was actually intact after opening for five years.
Even if there were accidental deaths of young children, the news did not spread…

Gu Chu’s expression gradually became solemn.