Recently, there has been no hot news, let alone fake publicity, and the work of the editorial department of "Where the Oriole Is" is mainly focused on its new APP.

They attach great importance to every message, and the small team is relatively efficient at the beginning of the business.

Because it is its own APP rather than an official account under WeChat, in addition to those who play small advertisements, eighty percent of those who apply for registration at the first time are die-hard fans of "Where the Warbler Goes".

In the mood to give it a try, they logged into the admin account to see the IP that the "scarecrow" had logged in to last.

"What's the situation, this guy is still online?"

Originally, the office was not big, and everyone actually heard it when the earl complained, but everyone knew each other, after all, they were working overtime, and they still made themselves very busy.

But the earl's shouting still attracted the attention of the others, and one or two of them gathered around to take a look.

The newly opened APP is not rich enough to update the content, and within a few days, the number of registered users has exceeded 3,000, but there are only a few dozen people online, including the "scarecrow".

The town of Sioux Province?

"Would you like to see his registration information?"

The earl asked Cui Ying, and also looked at everyone, and when he saw that no one objected, he directly extracted the registration information of the "scarecrow".

There are several personal questions and answers on it, as well as a registered mobile phone number.

"Call and ask?"

"Hit!"

A group of people felt that this was responsible and not harassment, so they directly dialed it with the office landline.

But it is a "temporarily unreachable" tone.

"Uh, what should I do?"

Ignore it, if something really happens, it seems that you don't have this technology on your side.

A little girl said bluntly.

"Since he didn't call the police, then let's call the police for him!"

Reasonable!

I have to say that the circle of journalists sometimes has some special deterrent power.

When the police were called, the original alarm center was not very interested in this kind of alarm content that only left a few words on the website and no other elements.

After all, there are a lot of brushes on the Internet, and there are not a few people who shout about the end of the world all day long, so don't check everyone.

But as soon as I heard that it was the text of a journalist group like "Where the Oriole Wants", I had to deal with it carefully.

In recent years, not only large and small enterprises are afraid of negative news, but the public service system is also a headache.

So I transferred it to the town police station to verify the status of the owner of the number.

It turned out to be true.

R County Branch of the Zhencheng Police Bureau.

Since the owner of the number ending in 2251 verified that he was from R County, this small case was transferred here.

The people from the police station first dialed this number and tried to contact the owner of the phone, Chao Xianjun, but the message was that they could not be connected.

Records indicate that this is a contractor who grows a portion of the out-of-season vegetable and strawberry fields, usually living in a small tiled house in his own contracted shed.

Then they found the number of the person's wife from the file and dialed it, which also indicated that it could not be reached.

This instinctively caught the attention of the police.

The R County Police Department dispatched four policemen to go directly to the shed area contracted by the First Army.

The police did not delay until the next day, but immediately dispatched the police.

It was already past 9 o'clock in the evening, and the Korean army had contracted some "wasteland" that was no longer planted in the village, and the shanty area where it was located was relatively remote.

A police car turned on the navigation and drove along the main road before turning into a side road with no street lights.

The night is unclear tonight and visibility is not good.

The headlights seemed to be the only light on the gravel path, like two white cones opening the way at night.

Inside the car, four policemen looked out the window.

"Xinyuan, it should be almost there, right?"

The elderly policeman in the co-pilot asked the young policeman who was driving.

"Soon, the navigation shows that it is less than 500 meters. ”

Hearing this, the other three people in the car were in good spirits.

The old policeman in the co-pilot frowned and looked into the distance.

It's black, and I can't see anything at all.

"There's no lights on at all in the shantytown? ”

The former sentence is self-talk, and the latter sentence is a command.

The older policeman's name is Kim Shunfu, although his name is earthy but very capable, and he can be regarded as the number one person in the R County Police Department.

For some reason, he suddenly regretted that he didn't apply for a gun in this mission because of the troublesome procedures.

There is no reason, just an intuition.

The car slowly stopped more than ten meters outside the shed, and in the last few dozen meters, Lao Jin had asked the driver Zhang Xinyuan to turn off the headlights.

Because of Lao Jin's nervousness, the four of them behaved differently from the ease when they came, they all bent down quietly, got out of the car with cats, and even closed the door gently.

It's not impossible to go to bed at nine o'clock at night, but in such a large shed area, lights are generally set up in some places to prevent people from stealing crops, and some insect repellent lights and other things will be set up, and many will also have dogs.

They don't know much about this, but they have also seen some greenhouse contractors, so it is not as weird as this one!

There was no voice, no barking, no light.

Originally, they had planned to roar a few times when they arrived, but they were all silent.

Lao Jin and Zhang Xinyuan quietly walked near a greenhouse, and could faintly see that the tiled house was about twenty meters away, and they needed to walk along a small gravel road that could not be opened to traffic.

"Master, look... ”

Zhang Xinyuan pushed Lao Jin and asked him to look at the side.

Lao Jin turned his head and found Zhang Xinyuan looking at a straight green plant.

No, it's not a plant, it's a light pole!

'What's going on?'

The pole was about two meters high, and it was entangled in a vine-like green plant that spread all the way to the bulb on the top, making Lao Jin think it was vegetation at first.

Presumably this is one of the night lighting! Is it broken for a long time?

Discovering this light pole, Lao Jin suddenly canceled the plan to take people directly to the tiled house, but quietly walked around the shed area a little distance.

In just ten minutes, they found a total of 4 light poles, all of which were entangled in some vine-like vegetation.

Moreover, Lao Jin and others also found that the fields here are almost everywhere with these things.

This is a strawberry field, shouldn't there be a few weeds except in the greenhouse?

The doubts in the hearts of the four deepened.

"Let's go, let's go to that tiled house to have a look, if there is no one, go and look inside the greenhouse, pay attention to your feet, don't turn on the lights!"

The small tiled house on the first floor in the distance can only be said to be a temporary base for watching the shed, and the area is small.

But at this time, when the four policemen were quietly approaching, the tile house gave him the illusion of a fierce beast that was silent in the distance and wanted to choose people to devour.

More than 20 meters walked for more than a minute before quietly walking to the front of the tiled house.

The gate was closed, and the concrete floor in front of the door was covered with the same vines.

Zhang Xinyuan quietly walked to the window, took out a strong flashlight from his waist, and signaled to his companions.

Old Kim nodded at him, then drew his baton to stand guard.

With a "click", the flashlight was turned on and shone inside along the window.

"Bang~"

Suddenly, the window suddenly exploded, and countless vines rushed out from the inside like black snakes, and the flashlight and Zhang Xinyuan, who were the light sources, were engulfed in an instant.

"Ahh

The screams stopped abruptly after only half a second.

"Withdraw, go quickly~~~!!"

Lao Jin yelled, threw away the baton and pulled the other two policemen who were stunned and pulled back, away from the vines that were still slowly wriggling, and the light of the flashlight was still faintly revealed...

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