I know so little about the ins and outs that it makes my senses unable to accept myself and my own conjectures, so I need to be sure that what others say is true, and that my experience doesn't conflict with that, doesn't involve me, and really doesn't deceive me about anything.

Lying in my chair, I rested for a while, perhaps not over yet, at least in my opinion.

When I left, I did a simple tidying up of my work and organized it in their sorting racks.

Finally, I checked the door lock of the archive room again, only No. 1 and No. 3, there are traces of being pried, although No. 5 also has a small part of the damage, but there is no big problem, I tried my identity card, the magnetic card identification system is still operating normally, and it is not damaged.

When I came back to my senses, I felt empty in my stomach, so I left the archives, locked the door, and went to the office building near the archives not far away.

I've been here with Dongfang before, but now it's blocked, and it should take some days to unlock it.

It seems that a lot has happened in the past few days, but fortunately, it has been calmed down.

I didn't have a car myself, so I took a taxi outside, and when I was almost there, I got out of the car, also afraid of being watched.

Now, although Lao Zhong's situation is not as tense as before, it is better to be careful, what if there are other problems?

It was on a construction site on the outskirts of the city, close to a nearby private school, and in the afternoon or evening, there were often many thugs gathering here.

The news I saw before was probably because of the students' problems, and the fight occurred.

Looking around here, I probably compared Lao Zhong's age and height and usual dress, and asked passers-by if I knew the whereabouts of this person, but the answer I got was that I had never seen this person.

I recall the news, yes, this is it, and it is mentioned in detail about this place.

Could it be that Lao Zhong has already left in just a few days, but if he could leave, he would have left a long time ago, why would he still wander here?!

My head hurts, and when I look up at the sky, it's already past four o'clock, and it's getting dark.

I ended up finding the middle school again, where I saw the gangsters who had been fighting the other day.

I found a small stall and sat down, so I ordered some random skewers, and after I was ready to eat something, I went to look for the old clock.

Looking at them boredly, I found that most of them were teenagers, and the old style of killing Matt was still pulled by them.

However, there are also a few students dressed up in it, but they are not wearing school uniforms, but they should be from this middle school.

After a while, the owner of the stall brought us something I ordered, and while I was eating, I wondered if I wanted these people to inquire about the news of Lao Zhong.

I can recall that my middle school students met those bastards, and shook their heads, this group of people lacks formal education, and they don't do things lightly or seriously, so forget it.

At this moment, my mobile phone rang, I took it out and took a look, it turned out to be Qiu Xian calling, after connecting, the other party asked me where I was.

The demon thought about it and asked him where he was, but the other party smiled bitterly, saying that he had just come out, and now he was worried that he had no place to live, and he didn't know if he could stay with me for a few days.

I heard him say that he had left, so I told him his current address, and he happened to be standing not far from me, so I arrived after about ten minutes.

When he was in front of me, he asked me what I was doing here, and I was anxious to answer him, but my eyes were fixed on the door of the school.

"Wait for someone!"

Hearing me say this, Qiu Xian also looked over, "Who are you waiting for?" ”

I shook my head, but suddenly the bell rang for the end of school, and then the students rushed out, and then the thugs rushed up, looking for the students.

Then, I saw that one of the students in the crowd suddenly ran backwards, but he didn't run far before he was caught back, and then the gangsters quickly fled out.

When the chaotic students were dispersed by this flow of people, a school worker came out of the guard room, and when he went to look for the student who was just being dragged away, he no longer called a shadow.

The school worker had an electric baton in his hand and asked the others a few questions, but no one dared to say anything but looked in the direction the thugs had left.

These thugs seem to have been entrenched here for a long time, all of them are unemployed vagrants, and some of them have dropped out of school since childhood, so they have no subjectivity, and the rebellious character they have cultivated has brought them together and become a pest near the school.

And some students in school were also pulled in by those people, forming gangs in the name of forming gangs, yearning for power in that illusory world.

Looking at the figure in the distance, I shook my head and smiled, what have the times changed, and what have been abandoned? Perhaps the ecological environment has been re-established, and the law of survival of the fittest is repeating itself, the only difference is our understanding.

As the school staff scolded and warned the students not to come into contact with those people, and the distant sunset, it was gradually forgotten in the corner of dusk.

Some of the students were still whispering, but most of them were walking away quickly, as if scared and curious.

What people are concerned about is what is introduced by the outside world, whether it is good or bad, only if a person's understanding ability is mature enough, judgment is more important and more authentic.

But in such an era, we have too much contact, so the ability to distinguish between good and bad is also lower than that of the previous people.

The school gates were then closed, the students gradually left, and we followed the thugs from a distance.

Qiu Xian asked me why I was doing this, and I thought about it, and finally told him that it might help us find the old clock.

Qiu Xian was a little skeptical, but he still didn't continue to ask.

The ranks of the thugs were huge, and many of them were joined by a lot of students, but only after they left school.

Along a road, the men walked over, and after finding an abandoned construction site, everyone walked in.

It was huge, and the view was so wide that we hid under a wall not far away, watching the lights inside.

A man's voice came from inside, "Put him down!" ”

As he spoke, there was another chaotic sound, but someone said loudly very closely, "Quiet"

His words seemed to work, and the voices of the others were suddenly muffled, but another low voice came.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

I looked sideways and saw that the student they had caught was surrounded by this person, and the flashlight was also focused on the student.

Leading the way were two young men in their thirties, one of whom was standing beside the student, with a box of cigarettes in his hand, ready to smoke.

And the other person, the most prominent is the kind of explosive head, I don't know how many years ago left the hairstyle, I didn't expect anyone to keep it.

This person is holding a short knife in his hand, and now on the right hand side of the previous one, compared with this person, the person holding the cigarette, the head shape is very normal.

The one took two cigarettes out of the cigarette case, took one in his mouth, and gave it to the student, but the other person shook his head and said he wouldn't smoke it.

But before this person could speak, the explosive head spoke first and scolded, "If you want to smoke, you will smoke!" ”

The student glanced at them, slowly took the cigarette, and said in a trembling voice, "Big brothers, I really don't know that person, and it's not the police I called, this matter has nothing to do with me at all!" ”

"If it has nothing to do with you, how can that person help you?" Xiao Pingtou, who was smoking, said, and lit a cigarette for the student, "Who the hell is this person, where is he now, if it really has nothing to do with you, we won't embarrass you, brothers, it's never complicated for you!" ”

The student was holding a cigarette in his hand, but it seemed to be the first time he smoked, and he coughed when he was choked, but he still shook his head, "I don't know who he is, I met him on that construction site, I don't believe you to ask, I really ......."

Before he could speak, he heard the explosive head scold, "Fart, we've already looked for it, there's no such person there, if you're interested, we won't embarrass you, if you're ready to fuck us with him, then you can't blame us for being ruthless!" ”

However, when he said this, he was stopped by this little flat head, and finally saw him take a puff of cigarette, and said casually, "We must find this person, it has nothing to do with you, if you can cooperate with us!" As he spoke, the man took out another stack of money from his pocket, "This thousand dollars is yours!" ”

After the student saw the money, he looked up at the others again, and seemed to be a little shaken, but the exploding head snorted coldly, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the words of this little flat head, but he didn't ask bluntly.