Chapter 1 — The Queen Cryes, I Report the Punishment

In my previous life, a beauty queen accused my son of selling her private photos. The academic advisor called me to the office: "Your son is suspected of distributing obscene items, the school recommends that he proactively drop out of school." My son knelt on the ground: "Mom! Check my phone! I really don't have it!" But beauty queens know how to cry, the school is afraid of public opinion, and I'm afraid my son will be expelled. In my previous life, I begged the beauty queen to resolve it privately. She accepted 100,000, and said she would not pursue it any further. A month later, she posted a photo of the transfer publicly. “They used money to threaten me, but I just want justice.” The article was re-shared by a major account. My son's honor was completely destroyed, suffered cyber violence, and was forced to drop out of school. Half a year later, the police broke up the private photo trafficking ring. At that time, my son had a personality disorder, went crazy and committed suicide. I went to complain, but it was rejected. "You're dead too, don't cause trouble anymore." I posted everywhere to clear my name, but the clickbait accounts only received the title "brave female student denounces pervert". After that, I held a press conference and was stabbed to death by a bad guy. Opening my eyes again, I returned to the day the beauty queen denounced my son. “Auntie, your son stole my photo, you have to take care of it for me.” I looked at her, smiling slightly. “Report it to the police, let the police investigate clearly from beginning to end.” The beauty's face immediately turned pale. 1 Du Niem Vi's eye sockets were still red, clutching a tissue in her hand. Academic advisor Tran Thi Vu was the first to get impatient. "Miss Tieu, don't get excited. If you report this to the police, there will be no way out." I asked her: "What's the point of no turning back?" “Is my son being framed as a criminal, or will the school's voting be affected?” Ms. Tran's face changed. "You say that so harshly. We want the best for Lam Cuu Tham." I laugh. In her previous life, she also said the same thing. Because I wanted the best for him, I forced him to write a letter of apology and forced him to drop out of school. When my son finally passed away, she posted to her circle of friends: "Hope every child can be treated tenderly." My son sat at the foot of the wall, his face scary white. He looked at me, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible: "Mom, I didn't do it." “I know.” I walked over and picked up the phone. “From now on, don't touch your phone, don't touch your computer, don't text anyone privately.” “If someone asks you, just say wait for the police.” My son was stunned. “Mom, do you believe me?” “I believe.” In my previous life, I said this sentence too late and did it too weakly. In this life, I have to stand in front of it first. Du Niem Vi spoke softly: "Miss, if you report to the police, those photos will be seen by more people." She is very smart. Just one sentence puts yourself back in the victim position. I looked at her. “Compared to people in the school office passing screenshots to each other, I trust the police more.” She bit her lip. Ms. Tran immediately continued: "Friend Du is already in a lot of pain. What you do is hurting you a second time." “Miss Tran.” I turned on recording on my phone. “You mean the academy ignored the police investigation and directly charged the culprit, right?” Ms. Tran's voice choked. The office door was pushed open. Director Chu walked in, behind was the legal department and security room. He saw the recording, his eyebrows furrowed. “Miss Tieu, communication does not need to be so confrontational.” I asked directly: "Principal Chu, has the school notified the police?" “The school believes that it is more appropriate to handle it internally first.” "Why?" “Regarding the privacy of female students, it is also related to the school's reputation.” “Does my son's reputation come before his innocence?” His face darkened. "Miss Tieu, don't say such extreme things. Now someone has spread it online. If you continue to make a big deal out of it, it won't be beneficial for Lam Cuu Tham." My son raised his head, his voice trembling: "I've never done it." Its eyes immediately turned red. “I just helped her change her password and open security verification, the whole process was in the public self-study room!” Du Niem Vi said in a low voice: “Lam Cuu T

Fan, you once helped me fix my computer, and even helped me get my account back." “But those photos only exist in my account's cloud drive, only you have ever touched them.” As soon as this sentence ended, the eyes of several people in the room fell on my son. In a previous life, it was this sentence that made everyone shut up. Male technical student. Ever come into contact with the account. The female student's private photos were exposed. What a perfect collage. I looked at Du Niem Vi. “You said the photos are in the cloud drive, so please hand over the cloud drive login history.” Du Niem Vi's eyes flashed. “I… I don't know how to check.” “The police know.” Her face turned a little whiter. Principal Zhou finally lost patience. “Miss Tieu, now we are giving you a way out. Lam Cuu Tham proactively dropped out of school, his friend Du Niem Vi did not continue to prosecute, and the school will not publicly punish him. “I refuse.” The office immediately became quiet. Director Chu stared at me. “If that's the case, you'll have to bear the consequences.” "Okay." I called the police and turned on speakerphone. “Hello, I want to report a case.” Ms. Tran stood up: "Miss Tieu!" 2 After the police call ended, Principal Chu's face completely darkened. He raised his hand to signal the teacher's security room to close the door. “Miss Tieu, what you did was very unreasonable.” I sat down. “I am more rational now than ever.” Ms. Tran laughed coldly: "Do you think reporting to the police can prove Lam Cuu Tham's innocence? If I really find out anything, I won't even have the chance to stop studying." I looked at my son. “Are you afraid of investigation?” It shook its head. “Not afraid.” “Can phones and computers check?” "Maybe." “The account password can also be given out?” "Maybe." I turned my head to look at Du Niem Vi. “What about you?” Du Niem Vi was clearly stiffened. “Of course I am also willing to cooperate.” I said: "Then please hand over your phone, computer, cloud drive account, chat history, photo selling group link, original page of screenshot of receiving money to the police." She bowed her head. “There is a lot of private content on your phone.” “She alleges that her private content was stolen.” My voice is not high. “Now that you're investigating the source, have you started protecting your privacy again?” Du Niem Vi's tears welled up again. “Auntie, do you think I'm lying?” “I feel like you should show evidence.” “Would a girl use this to lie?” She suddenly raised her voice, tears falling from her eyes. "A pure girl like me, my photo was spread, I came to beg the school for justice, but you guys turned around and questioned me?" Outside the door, someone heard movement and began to talk in low voices. Ms. Tran immediately walked over and opened the door slightly. I stood up, one hand pushed the door closed. “Miss Tran, solving a crime is not a matter of opening a livestream.” Ms. Tran was so embarrassed that she became angry: "Why do you talk so harshly?" I looked at her coldly. "My son is now considered a pervert by the whole school. Isn't what they say hard to hear?" Director Chu knocked on the table. “That's enough.” He pulled a piece of paper from the file and pushed it in front of my son. “First write a report.” I didn't even look, I directly pressed my hand on the paper. “Write what?” Director Chu said: "Write clearly the process of helping Du Niem Vi handle the account, admitting that personal negligence led to her privacy being exposed." My son's face turned white. I stared at Principal Chu. “Admit negligence?” I laughed out loud. “There has been no investigation, now you have forced him to admit negligence. Is tomorrow going to charge him with the crime of revealing his privacy? Principal Chu's face was ugly. The legal department interrupted: "Miss Tieu, this is just for the school to find out the internal situation." “Then write the truth.” I picked up a pen and wrote three lines on paper. "I personally did not steal, do not store, or distribute any photos of Du Niem Vi." “I myself am willing to coordinate with the police to check all equipment.” “I personally refuse to bear any baseless responsibility before a clear investigation.” I pushed the paper back. “What n

hey, he can sign.” Director Chu did not accept. Ms. Tran said sarcastically: "Miss Tieu is really knowledgeable." “I've suffered losses before.” I looked at her. “Taught by people like you.” Her expression stiffened. At this moment, my son's phone suddenly vibrated. The screen shows messages in the class group. “Lin Cuu Tham, did you really sell Du Niem Vi's photos?” “Oh my god, he usually looks so honest.” “Honest people are the most disgusting.” “Call Lam Cuu Tham to explain, don't pretend to be dead.” Someone also sent in a screenshot from the anonymous wall. The title hurts the eye. "Male cyber security student stole private photos of beauty queen to sell, female student cried until she collapsed in the office." The accompanying photo is the back of Du Niem Vi bowing her head to wipe away her tears. Half of my son's profile face is also in the photo. The security room teacher received a phone call. His expression changed and he looked towards Principal Chu. “Principal Chu, the anonymous wall is heating up, accounts outside the school have also shared it again.” Director Chu suddenly looked at me. “Miss Tieu, are you satisfied now?” I asked back: "You should ask who posted it." The phone vibrated again. This time it was a text message from an unknown number. “If you want to protect your son, prepare fifteen thousand. Otherwise tonight will make his name all over the internet.” I showed the message for everyone to see. I raised my head. “Gentlemen, the blackmail message has also arrived.” “Now, does anyone else want to handle this matter internally?” 3 Director Chu did not answer. He just told the security room teacher to close the door tightly. The meeting room was moved upstairs. They said they agreed to discuss things before the police arrived, but in reality they were hunting. Director Chu sat in the chair position. Du Niem Vi sat opposite, tears still falling. Director Chu threw a stack of printed screenshots on the table. “Miss Tieu, things are out of control.” "The anonymous wall has been read more than ten thousand times in thirty minutes, and accounts outside the school are also sharing." “If Lam Cuu Tham's attitude is good now, the academy can still take advantage of the lighter punishment.” “What does a good attitude mean?” Ms. Tran said in a cold voice: "Sorry, delete the backup copy, reveal the distribution channel, and proactively drop out of school." My son was not satisfied and clenched his fist. I kept it. “Miss Chen, the police haven't arrived yet, have you finished your verdict yet?” She seemed to have had enough. “Don't just use the police to force people!” "Du Niem Vi is a girl, will she use her innocence to cause chaos?" “Lam Cuu Tham studied network security, understands technology, and has come into contact with her account. If not it, then who?" “Everyone is here.” She was stunned, I asked back. "There's no evidence that it's hidden, isn't it what you guys taught me?" Her face was unsightly. Du Niem Vi cried and said: "Auntie, I know you hate me, but you can't insult Ms. Tran like that." I laugh.