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There is a beautiful mountain town in Huaguo, and there is a prosperous Changping Road in the mountain city.

Changping Road is uneven, with four lanes in both directions, 4 kilometers long, and undulating along the bottom of the hillside.

On the hillside is a 5,000-acre villa area and a 3,000-acre mid-mountain park, in which the jungle covers the sun, the birds flock and are full of life. The rooftops of various British, French and American mid-levels villas loom among the precious woods planted on the hillside, which can be said to be a great hidden in the city.

On the gentle side of the terrain is a high-quality residential area of 2,000 acres, with an average height of 30 floors, row upon row, brilliant lights, and more than 100,000 people. High-rise residential areas used to be urban expressways, and transportation was very convenient.

Thanks to the strong popularity and multi-level consumption power on both sides, Changping Road is a well-known food street, from early morning steamed buns and noodles to night beer, and there are some 24-hour all-night shops, so you can come at any time you want to eat. The per capita consumption ranges from 10 yuan to 100,000 yuan, and you can find a suitable place here, and you can afford to eat as much as you want. Every evening, Changping Road is blocked, and there is a traffic police officer every 100 meters to direct traffic, and parking spaces are even more difficult to find.

For Wang Fen, the distance is 4,127 meters.

From this end of Changping Road to the other end, he could count which restaurants with his eyes closed, and he knew better which restaurant owners had black hearts and which stores were genuine than those diners; compared to the traffic police, he was more familiar with which sections of the road were easy to walk and how to pass the seven traffic lights on this road at the fastest speed.

He is in charge of this street, and specifically, he is responsible for the sanitation of this street.

Twenty-four-year-old Wang Fen was born in a remote mountainous area under the jurisdiction of Shancheng, and after more than 10 years of examination-oriented education, he graduated three years ago from a junior college that even the locals of Shancheng did not know much about. As a member of the vast employment army, on his father, his father is an honest farmer, and he can get a few old hens and other local products as gifts; The body is hot and hot-tempered, and the man is ordinary, he is the appearance of an ordinary man in the mountain city plus the average height of 170, from the experience of studying in a junior college for three years but never talking about a relationship, you can know what he looks like;

After graduating, he deeply experienced the cruelty of society, sold his house for two months and did not open it once, and sold insurance for another month and was beaten by customers. After spending all the part-time money he had saved when he was studying, he was about to live on the street and saw a news about the recruitment of scavengers from the Environmental Sanitation Bureau. When I saw that the requirements were only "good health, hard-working, and serious work", I did not hesitate to submit my resume, and only asked stupidly "Do you really need to dig out manure" during the interview, and naturally became a glorious sanitation worker.

As a college student sanitation worker, he was placed on this well-known food street, showing a new image of a sanitation worker in a mountain city, and after an initial period of psychological adaptation, he has been very comfortable facing this job. The job is very stable, and although the income is not high, you can support yourself, but you just don't have much face. For the current Wang Fen, what is face, can that thing be eaten?

One day, the heat was unbearable.

There are a few small white clouds floating in the sky, the sun is shining hotly on the beautiful mountain town, and the road temperature is 60 degrees, not to mention fried eggs, you can almost bake chicken wings.

"The damn weather forecast, again 39 degrees, XXD, for two weeks in a row, every day was 39 degrees. Wang Fen drove his sanitation small three-wheeler on Changping Road, where he went back and forth many times under the scorching sun, holding the steering wheel in one hand and desperately fanning a paper fan with the other, and scolding in his mouth.

If the weather forecast is not above 40 degrees, there will be no high temperature holiday, and the road will be swept as usual. Other college graduates are hiding in air-conditioned rooms to escape the heat, and when they really want to go out, they all choose air-conditioned cars or rail transportation, but he only sweeps the streets under the scorching sun.

"There is a flaw! Look at my Dugu Nine Swords!" Wang Fen, who was oiled by the sun, stretched out his left hand behind his back sharply, "brushed" a beautiful sword drawing style, and pulled a sword flower neatly in mid-air.

"Breaking the sword!" is like a dragon probing its claws, accurately hitting the target, and finally inserting it back into the back sheath with a chic "poof". The whole process of the right hand did not move, the speed of the car did not change in the slightest, and a broken cigarette case had been clamped by him with a long clamp and put into the back of the car.

Wang Fenfeng smiled lightly, he has been practicing this trick for more than two years, although he can't catch flies, but cigarette boxes and the like are not a problem, a few days ago he also bet with someone to clip the coins on the ground, and won 500 yuan of pocket money.

"Uh, what's the matter!" Wang Fen slammed on the brakes, and a car following behind was startled by his sudden stop, and slammed the steering wheel to the side, leaving a few words "I want to die!" xxd!""How do you drive!" cursed and left. However, the man's skills are obviously still good, and when driving in the mountain city, you have to prevent emergency braking, pedestrians, and female drivers at any time.

Wang Fenli ignored him, and parked the small three-wheeled car in the middle of the road. The car that often drives on this road, which one does not walk around when he sees his car, and the back compartment of the tricycle is printed with "Sanitation operation, stop at any time!" Eight big red characters are decorations.

"Hey, what the hell? Wang Fen crouched curiously on the side of the road, and an unknown object in front of him was inserted into the asphalt road that was churning over the heat wave.

Exposed is a half-triangular plastic binding, about the size of three coins, about the thickness of a little finger. From the exposed part, half of it is already charred black, and the other half is a dull translucent green, with a faint fine pattern faintly visible on it.

If someone else saw this dirty gelatinous object, they might throw it directly into the garbage can, but as a professional garbage sweeper, Wang Fen's eyes were fixed on the contact between the object and the ground. The gelatinous object was sinking into the ground, and it seemed that the gap in the ground was tailor-made for the gelatinous object, and with Wang Fen's familiarity with the street floor, he was sure that there was no such gap until the morning when the road was cleaned.

Isn't this thing as soft as it seems, it belongs to a high-altitude falling object, and it was smashed directly into it? Wang Fen never thought about whether it was some wheel that pressed this thing into the road, and in his experience, this road surface was not so soft.

What if it really falls from a high altitude, wouldn't it be a smashing pit, Wang Fen only felt that his scalp was cold, should he wear a helmet to work in the future. He looked up at the high-rise on the side of the road, briefly estimated the distance, and then according to the angle of insertion into the ground, finally determined that this thing should not have fallen from a nearby high-rise building, but smashed into the ground from directly above, which made even more inexplicable, how could it be smashed directly from above.

Finding nothing else unusual, Wang Fen put on gloves and carefully pinched the object.

It felt a little soft, and then gently pulled it out, except for a little resistance at the beginning, it pulled the object out smoothly.

The palm-sized diamond-shaped gelatin, half of which has been blackened, and the other side is relatively intact. Judging from the traces on the ground, it is almost three centimeters deep when inserted into the ground, and the weight of this thing is similar to that of ordinary rubber.

With the painful and fulfilling test-taking education that Wang Fen has experienced, such a gelatinous object, such a density, taking into account the air resistance, even if it falls from a plane of 10,000 meters, it will not fall into the ground, not to mention that the sky on this street is not an airplane route.

Wang Fen repeatedly inserted the thing in and pulled it out, and once again made sure that the small crack on the ground was really smashed by this gelatinous object.

How did you smash it out, could it be that someone was joking and playing a prank. Wang Fen stood under the scorching sun, and sweated with the physics knowledge he had returned to the teacher for almost ten years, and he couldn't think of it.

I really couldn't think of it, forget it, Wang Fen looked up at the sky, and was shaken by the bright sun, only to feel that it was dark in front of him.

"I also had my braincase damaged by the sun, and I was thinking about something. It's so responsible, so curious, so curious. If you had such an idea back then, you would at least have to take the undergraduate exam. Wang Fen laughed at himself, waited for the dizziness to disappear before he stood up slowly, and grabbed a handful of dirt from the side of the road to fill the gap.

"It's peeling. Wang Fen hurriedly returned to the high awning of his little three-wheeler, took out a large teapot and poured water with it. If he had just graduated, he would have been in the hospital for half a day, and after a few years of exposure to the wind and sun, it was not only his face that was exercised, but also his physique.

Under the scorching sun, Wang Fen once again started the small three-wheeler that stopped at any time, and started a new round of cleaning operations on the road that he had walked thousands of times.

As for the gelatinous object, the moment he was about to throw it into the back compartment when he got into the car, he hesitated, wiped the dust, and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

Didn't the stray dogs that I took in before like to bite indiscriminately, although this one is a little darker, washing can still grind his teeth.