Miyachen's black history

At dinner in the evening, Xie Baozhen, who was adding food to Yu Siqi on the side, still complained a few bad words about Gongchen, which made Ah Zhe, who was telling a story with **Sha, feel very good, and it could be seen that he was still angry with Gongchen. On the contrary, Father Ann kept staring at the food in front of him, not moving.

"What, is the dish cold again? I'll take it and give it to you hot. Xie Baozhen walked up to Father An, prepared to pick up the meal and said.

"Not at all," said Father Ann, gently holding up the bowl, "I just wanted to go to the DMV and bring up my classic car." ”

"It's no longer there," Shi Yizhe said, "When it snowed heavily some time ago, the DMV emptied all the vehicles inside. ”

"Looks like you've already inquired, Ah Zhe." Fr. An picked up a slice of radish and said, "This radish is very delicious, but it is a little spicy. ”

"I think so, too, but Sister Leila thinks that if you put too little chili, it doesn't suit the style of this dish." Xie Baozhen said.

"Oh, are they going to be assertive now?" Fr. Ann asked.

"It's always been like this," Xie Baozhen sat next to **Sha and said, "**Sha, wait a minute, help me wash the winter bamboo shoots that Ah Zhe dug up." ”

"Yes, no problem." Sha ate the fruit salad and said, "But can you give a little bit to Sha?" My brother **Mi seems to be very interested in that 'winter bamboo shoot' of you humans. ”

"Haven't you eaten before?" Yu Siqi asked.

"There is no bamboo in our world." Sha wiped the yogurt from the gap in the drawer with a cloth and said, "So naturally there will be no such delicious ingredients as winter bamboo shoots." ”

"If you like it, you can eat more." Shi Yizhe said briskly: "I'll dig a little more when I go back, there are such things everywhere in that place." ”

"Then can you bring **sha with you next time you go to dig?" Sha said as she looked at Ah Zhe expectantly, who hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Looking at the laughter at the dinner table, Yu Siqi felt that he had really come to a very good family.

Yu Siqi, who was full of food and drink, leaned back on the sofa and turned on the TV. It's no surprise that there are some boring variety shows in it, probably because of a good mood, he still watches it with relish.

"I didn't expect you to like watching variety shows so much like Ah Zhen," said Father An, sipping a cup of hot tea, "Today's tea is good." ”

"Thank you," Sha moved her big size, stood on the side of the sofa and said, "I've read a few books about tea recently, so I can't help it"

"You seem to have a lot of talent for it the first time!" Father An said with a light in his eyes, "Are you interested in developing the tea ceremony with me, you must know that I am the only one in this room who likes to drink tea, and it is really too boring." ”

"I advise you not to think about it, Father." Xie Baozhen lazily lay on the stool and said, "It has too many things to do now, really"

Sha nodded happily and said, "Yes, yes, when are we going to start, Father?" ”

"When I didn't say it," Xie Baozhen closed her eyes and muttered to herself.

"Has it been busy lately?" "I thought it was as idle as its brother!" said Fr. Ann. ”

"Father, what you said hurt 'people' a little, no, it hurt **Sha." Sha justified herself: "Do you know how long Sha has been busy in this house from morning till night? ”

"I don't know," said Fr. Ann bluntly.

"That's your fault, Father." Yu Siqi's attention has shifted from variety shows to realistic emotional shows, and he feels that in terms of realism, reality is still more exciting.

"Well, then it's time for me to examine myself." "But before I admit my mistake, can I ask a personal question?" ”

"Of course, after all, this is your 'Last Judgment.'" Xie Baozhen suddenly spoke in the posture of a judge, which made Yu Siqi feel very funny.

Shi Yizhe, who had just come out of the bedroom, came over curiously and asked, "What variety show made you like this?" ”

"Good to come, Ah Zhe." As if he had caught the 'real murderer', Father An said solemnly: "Have you not helped Ah Zhen with housework recently?" ”

"This" Shi Yizhe was stopped by Father An's sudden question, and looked at everyone with inexplicable eyes and asked, "Why did you suddenly ask about this?" ”

"Answer the question, A-Zhe." Father Ann patted the coffee table lightly and said.

"I've been too busy lately," Shi Yizhe's tone was a little perfunctory.

"Are you busy digging up winter bamboo shoots?" Fr. Ann asked.

"Yes, that's right." Shi Yizhe nodded suddenly.

"Well, it's not too early, let's go to bed." Father Ann stood up, yawned and said, "It's getting late. ”

"Xiao An, I thought you would tell him what I talked to you about at noon!" Schyizhe said sharply.

"There's nothing to say, let's go to sleep." Father Ann said briefly.

"Wait, are you serious?" Shi Yizhe asked.

"Do I look like I'm kidding right now?" Father Ann asked rhetorically.

"I beg your pardon why you are arguing all of a sudden. And it sounds like this has something to do with me? Yu Siqi asked vigilantly.

"If we make a decision on our own, we are likely to make the same mistakes as everyone else, and I don't want that, so I choose to remain silent." Father Ann said calmly.

"But this is directly related to the life of the lesser, and we have to be a little more cautious." Shi Yizhe said sharply, his expression a little hideous.

"I was a little surprised when you came out of the word 'prudence,'" said Fr. Ann nonchalantly, "I thought you could find a better word!" ”

"There's no need to show off your wisdom here, what we're talking about right now is a matter of life and death for a person." Shi Yizhe's momentum was a little aggressive, and Yu Siqi and **Sha on the side were completely confused, but Xie Baozhen frowned there and kept silent.

"Well, I don't mind you repeating your personal opinion, and I'm sure you won't be able to refuse to listen to your personal opinion again at noon." Father Ann said politely.

"It's not good for everyone for you to cover up Gong Chen like this!" Schyizhe raised his voice and said: "Especially after acting with him, I encountered all kinds of 'accidents' one after another. ”

"If you have a better way, I'm willing to listen." Fr. Ann said coldly, "Or are you going to accuse an acquaintance who is very useful to you and me without any direct evidence?" ”

"Okay, good, it's still the same old 'evidence first', right?" Shi Yizhe impatiently pulled out a stack of warm reports from his arms and said, "I didn't want to take it out, but since Xiao An is so narrow, I can't care about it so much." ”

Although Shi Yizhe took out a yellowed newspaper, Father An still looked at the TV with a calm and indifferent expression and said, "It seems that your recent 'private operation' has been very successful!" ”

"Aren't you going to take a look, Ann?" Shi Yizhe said confidently.

"It's better to show it to Xiaoxiao, he is the best reader in your mind!" Father Ann said mildly.

The paper was a little yellowed newspaper, but judging from the familiar handwriting on it, it was mostly the handwriting of Xin's handwriting.

Gong Chen - the most dangerous existence in the institution

When many people talk about Gong Chen, their first impression is 'cynical and debauchery'. Occasionally, people who have crossed paths with him will feel that his popularity is good, and he is particularly bold. But after many investigations by myself, you will find that he is actually a 'demon' in human skin.

You may wonder why I have so much confidence and courage to expose such a dangerous person. That's because I am in the enterprising spirit of seeking truth from facts, in order to restore a truth to everyone, a truth that sounds a little scary.

Gong Chen was selected by the institution to become an investigator without graduating from university, and it is said that he has the 'necessary factors' that ordinary people do not have.

This has to make people wonder, how can a guy who has no ability get the 'admission ticket' to enter the institution?

It is clear that he used unconventional means.

Some people may not know that since Gong Chen's entry to the finalization of this article, the number of deaths that have occurred around him has been in double digits.

Among them, there are many tragic experiences of his mother and father, as well as Xie Zhonggui, who has been his partner for a long time. What happened to them has to make people wonder what kind of existence will cause the people around them to suffer misfortune one after another.

Sure enough, with my unremitting efforts, I finally found out the true face of Gong Chen.

That's right, he's not human.

He is a walker from the abyss, a 'filthy' thing that flows from the underworld.

Death and ominousness are scattered everywhere.

After reading what was written in this newspaper, Yu Siqi felt that either the person who wrote this article was crazy, or Shi Yizhe, who believed what was written above, was crazy, anyway, he would never believe that Gong Chen, who was giggling all day long, was the 'so-called demon'.

It doesn't look like it!

"Isn't it ridiculous?" Father An smiled and said, "This kind of baseless accusation is only someone like Ah Zhe who can be so serious." ”

"This is not unfounded," Shi Yizhe said, "Didn't you just read Xin Yuanla's report before you found out about the morel mushroom?" ”

"That's right, that's right." Yu Siqi nodded and said.

"Not to mention the key details revealed here, Ah Zhen, I know it might be a bit embarrassing for you to say this now." Shi Yizhe turned his face to Xie Baozhen and said.

"No, I know what you're trying to say." Xie Baozhen's voice trembled a little and said, "My brother's death is not necessarily caused by Gong Chen. ”

"Then how do you explain why they went in at the same time at that time, but only Gong Chen came out alone, and there was no wound at all." Shi Yizhe said: "How can you explain why he actually drunk himself in such a dangerous situation? ”

"That's enough, Ah Zhe, you've gone a little too far tonight." Father Ann's voice was still the same as usual, but it sounded like it contained a lot of anger in it.

"I'm just doing what I think is right," Schigher said unconvinced, entering the bedroom and slamming the door shut.