After Cheng Yu finished the interview in Yu Ji Village, he immediately rushed back to the agency to write the manuscript, and did not deliver the manuscript until 10 o'clock in the evening.

Early the next morning, Cheng Yu came to the newspaper office early, he picked up the newspaper that had just come out, and flipped through it from beginning to end, but he didn't find any report about the poisonous chicken case in Yu Ji Village. Cheng Yu thought that he had missed it, so he carefully read it from beginning to end again, and made sure that his manuscript had indeed not been sent.

"How is this possible? Director Xiao obviously told me that the manuscript was typeset, why didn't it be sent?" Cheng Yu was puzzled. He didn't know how to explain to the parents and villagers of Yu Jizhai, he swore to them yesterday that the leader had instructed the report to be sent out, and how disappointed the villagers should be when they saw that there was no such report in the newspaper today!

There must have been an editing error. Cheng Yu took the newspaper to the door of the director's office, he knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside. Cheng Yu looked at the editors' office area again and found that everyone had not come to work yet, only to realize that he had come too early, and everyone had not yet arrived at work.

Cheng Yu paced around in the office room until a colleague came to work to greet him, and then he sat down in his seat, staring at the aisle to see if Director Xiao was coming.

In the distance, Cheng Yu heard Director Xiao's cough. He hurriedly stood up and waited at the door of the director's office.

"Director morning!" Cheng Yu said when he saw Xiao Mingmin approaching.

"Xiao Cheng, come so early. Xiao Mingmin opened the door as he said and walked in, and Cheng Yu followed in.

"You want to ask about the draft of the poisonous chicken case, right?" Xiao Mingmin took the initiative to say without waiting for Cheng Yu to speak.

"Yes, Director Xiao, didn't you say that the manuscript had been typeset, why didn't it be sent out?" asked Cheng Yu.

"It was true that the edition had been arranged last night, but just a minute before it was sent to the printing house, the editor-in-chief of the group called and asked for the immediate removal of the manuscript. Xiao Mingmin said.

"Why?"

"I asked the editor-in-chief's office why it was retracted. The reply from the editor-in-chief's office was that we had received a call from the public security department that if this manuscript was issued, it would affect the cracking of the case, and asked us not to send this manuscript. After the editor-in-chief's office consulted the leaders of the group, the leaders of the group decided to press down the manuscript first. That's the case. Xiao Mingmin explained.

"Is the leader saying to press down this manuscript first, does it mean that it can be sent later?" asked Cheng Yu.

"Theoretically, if you have the opportunity in the future, you can send it. However, do you think that what we write is news, and after a long time, the news will become old news, and even if it is published, what is the point? To put it bluntly, pressing it down is actually killing the manuscript. After Xiao Mingmin finished speaking, he sighed.

"Does that Lei always know about this?" Cheng Yu still didn't give up.

"After I received a call from the editor-in-chief's office, I immediately reported to Mr. Lei, who said that this matter could only be done according to the opinions of the group leaders. Xiao Mingmin spread his hands and said he was helpless.

"The villagers of Yu Ji Village are all waiting with their eyes open, how can I explain to the villagers. Cheng Yu was a little excited.

"Cheng Yu, your mood is understandable, and the mood of the villagers is also understandable. You also need to explain this to them, and this is also to solve the case as soon as possible. If our manuscript is published and affects the cracking of the case, wouldn't it be counterproductive?" Xiao Mingmin advised.

"Alas—" Cheng Yu sighed and walked out of the director's office. He really didn't know how to explain this matter to Uncle Yu Haodong and Yu Xiaolong and the others.

Yu Haodong went to the town early in the morning to buy the day's Metropolis Newspaper, but when he got the newspaper and repeatedly looked for Cheng Yu's report, he didn't find a word about the poisonous chicken case in Yu Jizhai from beginning to end. Yu Haodong thought that this might be because the manuscript had not yet been written, so he took the newspaper and went home.

Yu Haodong knew that the Metropolis Daily was published every other day, and on the third day, he started the farm truck again and prepared to go to the town to buy newspapers, when his mobile phone rang, and he took it out and saw that it was Cheng Yu's call.

"Hello, uncle. I'm Cheng Yu. ”

"I know, tell me something. ”

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I can't send that manuscript. The police said that the release of the draft would affect the cracking of the case. ”

"What, how can it affect the cracking of the case?" Yu Haodong heard this, and his heart chuckled.

That's what I said, so the leaders of our group decided not to publish it. Uncle, I'm really sorry, I don't know how to explain it to the villagers. So, I won't call you until now. ”

"How can I blame you for this? You don't have to dwell on it. I'll explain it to the little dragons. Yu Haodong said.

The uncle and nephew talked again, and then hung up the phone.

Yu Haodong got off the farm truck and went directly to Yu Xiaolong's house.

Yu Xiaolong saw that Yu Haodong came early in the morning, and thought that there was news about the case, so he hurriedly welcomed Yu Haodong in. When Liu Yumei saw Yu Haodong coming, she let Yu Haodong on the sofa and was busy making tea and pouring water.

"Sister Yu, don't be busy. Yu Haodong said.

"Uncle, you've been on fire these days. Liu Yumei poured tea for the teacup in front of Yu Haodong.

Yu Haodong didn't have the heart to drink tea, he looked at Yu Xiaolong and Liu Yumei, and saw that they were also waiting for him to speak, and his heart was a little heavy, so he said: "Xiaolong, Yumei, Cheng Yu called me just now, saying that the manuscript could not be sent, and the people from the public security department said that if the manuscript is sent out, I am afraid it will affect the cracking of the case." ”

"That's right. Liu Yumei said disappointedly. Then he gestured to Yu Xiaolong. Yu Xiaolong's face gradually darkened.

"Little dragon, cheer up. Believe that good will always triumph over evil. Yu Haodong said.

"Uncle, you don't have to worry about us, we won't be beaten down like this. Liu Yumei said. Yu Xiaolong also nodded.

"Okay, I'm relieved. Yu Haodong said and stood up.

"Uncle, you drink tea and then leave. Liu Yumei said.

"No, I'll go to the police station and ask them if they have any new clues. Yu Haodong said as he walked out.

Liu Yumei and Yu Xiaolong sent Yu Haodong out together.

After sending Yu Haodong away, the little couple returned to the house and sat there, relatively silent.

After a while, Liu Yumei poured a cup of tea for Yu Xiaolong and said, "Xiaolong, take a sip of tea, don't keep thinking about it." It's come to this, and it's useless for us to think about it. It's better to plan what to do next. ”

Yu Xiaolong gestured: "What can we do next? These bastards are eyeing us, no matter what we do, they will come to make trouble, they are determined to make us unable to live." ”

"So what? Now that we are a society governed by the rule of law, we live an upright life, I don't believe it, how long will these hooligans run rampant?" Liu Yumei said.

Yu Xiaolong gestured: "Sister Yu, don't be too naïve. Society is much more complex than you might think. If you look at how powerful they are if they refuse to let us send out even a manuscript, you will know how powerful they are. In my opinion, this case will not be solved. There's nothing to hope for. Yu Xiaolong squatted on the ground with his head in his hands. For Yu Xiaolong, Cheng Yu's manuscript was not sent out, which made him fall into despair.

Liu Yumei pulled Yu Xiaolong onto the sofa, stroked him and persuaded him: "Xiaolong, don't be too pessimistic, I don't believe they can cover the sky with one hand." Although we are ordinary people, we don't do bad things, God will always have eyes. You have to cheer up, as long as we don't give up ourselves, the solution to the problem will always be found. ”

"They are hiding in the dark, they can't come out to get us at every turn, we can't do anything, not only do we have no income but we always lose money, so how can we go on like this?" Yu Xiaolong gestured anxiously.

"We can't be impatient, the more anxious we are, the more proud they are. Xiaolong, you have to calm down, only by calming down, can we come up with a way to deal with them. Liu Yumei comforted Yu Xiaolong, and Yu Xiaolong's mood slowly improved.

It's normal for a newspaper to retract a manuscript. But for the author of this manuscript, it is a very depressing thing. Cheng Yu has always been preoccupied these days, which made Tao Hong look at it. She knows that for a new reporter, when the manuscript is replaced, her heart can't turn around for a while, and it is common for her to be emotional for a few days. For a sunny boy like Cheng Yu, such a thing should be able to get through quickly. But the actual situation seems to be much worse than expected, and Cheng Yu seems to have taken this retraction too seriously, so that many days have passed, and he is still sullen.

Seeing that it was almost lunch time, Tao Hong whispered to Cheng Yu: "Cheng Yu, a new Sichuan restaurant has opened opposite the newspaper, it is said that the taste is good, I invite you to try it at noon?"

Cheng Yu hurriedly raised his head: "Sister Tao Hong, how can I let you have a treat, or I'll invite you." ”

"Anyone can ask for it, but now your salary is not as high as mine, so I will invite you this time. Tao Hong smiled mysteriously, "I'll go and occupy a seat in a while, and you'll be there later." ”

"Okay, Sister Tao Hong. Cheng Yu responded.

After a while, Tao Hong saw that most of his colleagues had gone to the cafeteria to eat, so he nodded to Cheng Yu and left the office with his bag.

Cheng Yu estimated that Tao Hong had already arrived downstairs, so he also cleaned up his desk and went downstairs to the Qingzhu Jinguanchuan Restaurant opposite.

Walking into the Sichuan restaurant, I saw that the hall was already full of people. Tao Hong stood up from the innermost corner and beckoned to Cheng Yu.

After passing through the dense dining table, Cheng Yu sat opposite Tao Hong. It was a small dining table where two people sat across from each other. Tao Hong handed over the menu and said, "I just ordered mapo tofu and husband and wife lung slices, which are said to be the signature dishes of this restaurant. I'll order it first. Look at what you want to eat, you can order it again. ”

"Sister Tao Hong, these two dishes are enough, and a big bowl of rice is good. Cheng Yu said.

"Then what's enough?" Tao Hong looked at the menu, "Let's order another pickled cabbage fish." ”

"I order too much, but I can't finish it. Cheng Yu said.

"I've finally invited you once, and you can't eat enough? That's it. Tao Hong shouted to the busy waiter: "Waiter, order." ”

After a while, the food came up, and the two chatted and ate. Sure enough, this Sichuan cuisine tastes good, which not only retains the characteristics of Sichuan cuisine, but also takes care of the eating habits of the locals. Cheng Yu was sweating profusely from eating.

"Have you eaten and drunk enough?" Tao Hong asked.

"It was full. Cheng Yu patted his stomach.

"Then let's go. Tao Hong stood up as she spoke, walked in front with her bag, and laboriously walked through the densely placed dining tables.

Suddenly, a man who was dining suddenly stretched out his foot when Tao Hong passed by him, and Tao Hong was suddenly thrown forward.