As soon as they entered the office, the middle-aged policeman asked coldly, "Are you the student's homeroom teacher? What happened? Why did the student fall off the building?"
Clayton looked slightly flustered as he said, "Officer, I'm Xinnie's homeroom teacher. I don't know why she suddenly fell from the building either. This child is usually strangely behaved, particularly capricious, and seems to have some mental barriers. By the way, she's born into a single-parent household, and her father is a violent madman. Yesterday, he even hit me in the office."
"What? What did you say? Her father hit you yesterday? Tell me about that in detail." When the officer heard that there was something else behind the story, his expression changed as he pressed on.
While looking aggrieved, Cla
