Beside a community cleaning staff, Du Fair and Suzuki Sawa served tea diligently. At this time, it was the hottest time of summer, and in the shade, the community cleaning uncle, who was already hungry and thirsty, drank the water sent by Du Pingping, and communicated with Du Pingping curiously.

Uncle Cleaner, "You kid is really weird!"

Du Ping, "What's so strange!"

Uncle Cleaner, "Stray animals, the number of this piece is really a question that few people ask." ”

A cartoon round badge was shown to the sweaty uncle, and Du Pingping explained his reasons for doing it very seriously, "We are intern members of the organization that cares for stray animals, and this is an important task for the organization to test our new members. We will definitely do our best to accomplish it. ”

The student club of Dongliuqiu can be said to be a kind of national culture, and children will join various clubs from the beginning of elementary school. The state, society and schools widely believe that clubs are an important way and way for children to integrate into the future social and collective environment from an early age. Dongliuqiu people will also devote all their enthusiasm and energy to various clubs. There are various types of clubs in each school, and any situation can occur. So Du Pingping's report to a stray animal protection organization did not arouse the suspicion of the cleaning uncle. But this uncle will also have his own other strangeness.

Uncle Cleaner, "Do stray animals also need protection?"

Du Pingping was serious and serious, "Of course, uncle, do you know how many stray animals in the country are euthanized in a year?"

Uncle Cleaner scratched his head, "I really don't know about this." ”

Du Pingping quickly took a report from his backpack, pointed to the report on it, and said seriously and professionally, "The number of stray animals that have been euthanized in a year is 100,000, and it is growing every year!"

The cleaning uncle was taken aback, "100,000? That's a very staggering number, isn't it?"

Du Pingping quickly affirmed the uncle's statement, "Tojo County, which is under the Tibetan Horse Prefecture, has a total population of less than 100,000. 100,000 is a huge number!"

Uncle Cleaning seriously looked at Du Fair, "Yes, 100,000 is a very huge number!"

Du Ping continued his reasoning, "Uncle should know that most stray animals have to wander because they have lost their owners, right? Although some people will like to stop liking their pets and don't want to keep these cute little animals anymore for various reasons." But animals are sinless! they provide us with all kinds of joy and comfort without complaint when we need it. And can we just arrest them and euthanize them just because they're stray animals?"

Du Pingping was straightforward, and the uncle was deeply moved, "Is it a student club established by your stray animal protection organization with such a noble purpose?"

"Yes, although we are still very weak in our ability, we believe that through our efforts. We'll definitely help the stray animals!"

Uncle Cleaning applauded sincerely, "It's great!"

Du Ping bowed, "Thank you!"

Uncle Cleaner, "I'd love to help you." I'm going to mobilize all my colleagues to help you with such a socially responsible act!"

After telling Du Fair not to leave, the cleaning uncle left his colleague in a hurry. After his figure disappeared, Suzuki Sand Feather on the side quietly grabbed the corner of Du Ping's clothes.

Du Pingping thought that she was worried that she was running the train and deceiving people. So he comforted, "Don't be afraid! Besides, our purpose is to help others, right?"

Suzuki Sappa asked in a very serious whisper, "Are those stray animals really that pitiful?"

Du Ping pointed to the newspaper in his hand, "This should be true." This is the Zangma Daily, a very rigorous newspaper. Du Pingping pointed to the lower corner of the report that he used as a tool, "Do you notice this? It is reprinted in the Chaowen Daily, which is an influential newspaper in the whole country." ”

Suzuki Sawa was depressed, "Those stray animals are so pitiful!"

Suzuki Sawa's eyes were firm, "I have decided!" After the school opened, I officially applied to the school and officially established: the protection organization for stray animals. Organize more juniors and juniors to devote themselves to this great and meaningful act!"

Du Pingping stood on the spot, "Ah......!"

The office area of "Morning News Zangma" belongs to the office of Miyako Kazama, which has been the most popular recently, and behind the huge floor-to-ceiling glass wall that has not pulled down the blinds, in that brief, modern, and beautiful office, Miyako Kazama writes a pen by hand, and nervously records while nervously answering a phone call. From time to time, a newspaper or notebook on the desktop would be used to communicate with the other side of the phone.

The editor-in-chief of "Chaowen Tibetan Horse", Amalisha, a middle-aged woman of nearly 50 years old, holding her favorite cup, walked in the huge space of the office public area, where dozens of men and women, various reporters or staff members were busy one by one. As the de facto ruler of this thriving medium, Amalissa loves the feeling of a tiger patrolling her territory. The employees who were still a little idle will be fully engaged in their work because of their arrival. Amarissa was very happy with the situation and the story, even if they were just a whim. Amarisa didn't care. Because the only things that are important to this club are those famous journalists who have a self-influence. For example: Miyako Kazama.

Through the transparent glass wall, Amarisa looked at the beautiful Miyako Kazama inside, and felt that even if Miyako Kazama inside didn't do anything, it would be a beautiful scenery for the entire club.

Through the glass, Amarisa looked at Miyako Kazama, and Miyako Kazama also quickly saw Amarissa. Amarisa showed a friendly smile at Miyako Kazama. Miyako Kazama approached the glass wall and also showed a friendly smile to Amarissa. Then, Miyako Kazama pulls the zipper on the glass wall, and the shutters on the glass wall open instantly, and the space inside is immediately completely isolated from the space outside.

Amalisha's smile froze instantly, and she froze on the spot.

Don't be angry! Don't be angry! These reporters are like this! Those who have the ability have a temper! Those who have no ability have no temper!

Amalisha's smile came to life again, and her body slowly turned, and her eyes fell on the weak herbivores that Amarisa had in mind. It seems that the pressure on them is still too small! Do you want to set up a few chickens to kill today and show them to the monkeys?

Miyako Kazama found an office for Du Ping, a huge 3 x 2 meter office whiteboard newly stood in the middle of the office area. On a huge office whiteboard, a huge map belonging to the urban community is being overlayed.

In front of the whiteboard, Du Pingping held his notebook and used markers of different colors to mark something on it. As the contents of the notebook shifted to the map in front of them, a space outlined by several different colors began to overlap in a small section.

The notebook was put back on the conference table next to him, and Du Pingping stood empty-handed in front of the already full of contents, and the look in his eyes became brighter and brighter. Turning his head to the relevant information of several deceased girls who had not been turned over for some time, one by one Du Pingping thought that important information was extracted one by one.

As he walked down the street home, a small car suddenly stopped beside him, the window was pulled down, and a beautiful and moving face was revealed with a smile from inside, it was Miyako Kazama. Miyako Kazama didn't pay attention to Suzuki Sunwa's presence, and just excitedly made a triumphant gesture to Du Ping.

Du Ping immediately understood, "The report from the Linix lab is back?"

Miyako Kazama, "Yes, guess what the conclusion of the report is?"

"Is that special enzyme?"

Miyako Kazama, "Not only that, but after their experiments and their database comparison, this enzyme comes from a horrible fungus that produces in the Amazon forest. The fungus manipulates local animals to commit suicide by drowning, after which the fungus grows on the drowned carcass. This is a species that has only been discovered in recent years, and is tentatively defined as Redevilsilk, which means devil's red silk. The Linix laboratory believes that the sample provided by Miyako Kazama for examination has the same secretions as this amazing species. Most likely a variant of this species. However, the only miracle plant that cannot be verified has been recorded many times of suicide and drowning in local animals, but there is no record of human death. ”

Du Ping made a powerful gesture and happily hugged Suzuki Sawa next to him.

Du Ping suddenly stood still with his palms together and closed his eyes at the same time.

Miyako Kazama, "Fair, what's wrong?"

"I now think of the school's green grass lake, and set up a candle for Sister Ayumi, Sister Kina Kyoki, Sister Arri Hirakawa, and Sister Jun Ranzawa. ”

Miyako Kazama, "Let's go together!, but we still don't know who the real murderer is?"

Du Fair smiled, and took out a stack of documents from the backpack on his back and put it in Miyako Kazama's hand, "No! ”

Newspapers, rows of conspicuous newspapers in the streets and alleys. On the huge poster on the front page of the newspaper, there are students going to school in the background of Tachibana High School, and in the middle of the photo is written in extremely eye-catching white letters: Tachibana High School Serial Ghost Murder Incident, 9 very shocking large characters. On the side of this huge headline is a row of small print, which is the subtitle of the article, "Chapter 1 4 Flower Season Girls with Folded Wings".

Although he is already the head of the Tibetan Horse Police Headquarters and the highest official of the Tibetan Horse Police Force, Narimiya still maintains his habit of walking to work. Walking on the familiar streets, greeting familiar people on the streets, and wishing each other happiness. This is exactly the direct testimony of his own pro-people officials, and it is also one of the powerful means for Chenggong Kuangui to be continuously re-elected as the head of the police headquarters of Zangma Prefecture. Being close to the people is the biggest personal characteristic of Chenggong Kuangui, and it is also one of the guarantees for the success of Chenggong Kuangong.

Just like the heads of the National Police Headquarters and the Jingluo Metropolitan Police Department, ordinary high-ranking officials can slowly become officials with mixed qualifications. But the de facto chief of the police force must be nominated by the current county governor. Such nominations must be made public at the time of elections and become a strong component of the district gubernatorial election strategy. It can be said that a nomination of the head of the police headquarters that voters can fully trust can add points to the victory of the prefectural gubernator's election. A bad nomination can also lead directly to the defeat of a county gubernator candidate. But it has been several consecutive terms, and there is always who will be the county magistrate, and Chenggong Kangui will always be the only winner of this position. This is full of Cheng Miya's personal efforts and personal tactics.

Passing by a glass that could reflect his own image, Minister Narimiya quickly reviewed his external image. The results of this audit made Narumiya very satisfied. Any political official, in fact, has something similar to a movie star in some way. Personal image and fame are one of them.

Walking past the street newsstand where he often buys newspapers, Minister Narimiya offered his blessing to the boss, and a piece of change that had already been prepared was put in the boss's money box. The boss also smiled and offered his blessings, and handed a stack of newspapers that had already been prepared to Chenggong Kuangui's hand. Get into the car that is already waiting at the newsstand and tap on the back of the front seat to signal the car to start. Minister Narimiya habitually worked for the newspaper in his hand. So the incomparably eye-catching photo and the incomparably eye-catching big characters came into the eyes of Minister Chenggong.

Frowning slightly, he continued to look deeply, and slowly Chenggong Kuangui's brows became deeper and deeper. He took out his phone from his coat pocket and dialed his assistant's phone. The phone on the other side was quickly connected, and immediately the voice of his capable assistant came, "Hello, minister! ”

Cheng Gong Kuangui's voice was low, "Notify me to come to my office for a meeting immediately! Immediately! All middle-level officials! Leave is not allowed!"

In the morning, it may be due to something on the mind. Du Pingping got up, washed, dressed and went downstairs. On the small cabinet in the foyer on the first floor, Du Ping saw the newspaper that no one had read. Du's father has the habit of reading and reading newspapers in the morning while waiting for breakfast in the restaurant. For this reason, the Du family will subscribe to several important reports of the city and country every month.

At this time, Du's father was still washing in the bathroom on the first floor, his sister Du Yingzi on the second floor was still lying in bed, and Du's mother, who got up early, was preparing breakfast for everyone in the restaurant. Because it is a summer vacation, this family of 4 only needs to go to work only Du's father. When he walked through his parents' room with a newspaper, Du Pingping also saw the clothes that had been ironed and sorted out last night. This is the women of this country, who are admirable for their hard work. However, in the time when his father had not completely cleaned up, Du Pingping came to the restaurant and sat down in his usual seat, opened the stack of newspapers, and found the "Morning News and Tibetan Horse" that he cared about. Then the familiar photo of the gate of Tachibana High School appeared in front of his eyes, and then there were 11 big characters of "Tachibana High School Serial Ghost Murder Incident", and then the subtitle of the article "Episode 1 4 Flower Season Girls with Folded Wings".

Miyako Kazama has already started her news report. This is an event with a wide range of influences, and Du Ping is surprised that Miyako Kazama was able to coordinate the compromise of the parties involved in the incident. Originally, Du Ping thought that this report would be a few days late, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

The matter has nothing to do with Du Pingping. At least that's what Du Pingping thinks. Don't get too entangled in the things you are dealing with, don't bring too many feelings and emotions, otherwise people will be certain TV actors. Although television has ended, people have been unable to detach themselves from their roles. If it's serious, you'll go crazy.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

Du Pingping put his hands together and prayed in a low voice, wishing that the souls of those innocent seniors who lost their lives when they were young and beautiful would rest in heaven.

The newspaper was placed on the dining table, and Du Pingping came to the kitchen room to take out a few rice balls from the plate where his mother was preparing food, and then took the rice balls and left the house. Today's place Du Ping has already thought of it, and that is the Internet café. Du Pingping took out his mobile phone and pulled out the number of his classmate Zhou Zihang.

In the kitchen, Du's mother turned around to look at Du Ping's disappearing back, and complained in a low voice, "This child will be wild as soon as he has a holiday! ”

In the early morning, Suzuki Sawa was eating his mother's breakfast in his family's dining room when the public phone in the foyer suddenly rang. Suzuki Sanda hurriedly stood up and jumped to connect it.

Suzuki Sawa, "Hello, this is the Suzuki family!"

Immediately came the voice of Suzuki Sand Feather on the other side of the phone, "Sand Feather, have you read today's newspaper?"

"Newspaper?" said Suzuki Saha's voice was puzzled, although the Suzuki family also had a daily subscription to the newspaper, but that was always Mr. Suzuki's pre-breakfast entertainment. Suzuki remembers that his father had read the newspaper before breakfast. But he didn't seem to say anything strange in it. Suzuki Sawa was a little curious, not knowing what was in it that aroused the excitement of his best friend, "Is there any news?"

An excited voice immediately came from the other side of the phone, "The evil ghost incident in our school was actually reported by the newspaper!"

"That evil ghost incident?" Suzuki Sawa, who was talking, suddenly remembered the suicide incident of Sister Ayumi, whom he had cooperated in investigating, and immediately changed his tone to surprise, "Could it be the incident of Sister Ayumi?"

"Yes! All of them have been reported! It turns out that there have been three such incidents in the past, and all the names, incidents, and circumstances of each one have been reported! What a terrible thing! I didn't expect such an incident to be true. I thought it was just a horror legend ......"

"Wait a minute! I'll go read the paper!" Sawa, Suzuki, closed the phone and ran to the restaurant to find the newspaper that his father had put aside, and then immediately found the report on the front page of the newspaper. The content reads quickly, and the story is shocking.

Why is it being reported? Why don't I know anything?

Suzuki Sawa suddenly thought that Du Ping must know, and he couldn't care about continuing to eat. Grab the newspaper and rush out of the house.