Chapter 66: Old Memories

Walking out of Old Man Zheng's office, looking at the busy colleagues running up and down in the office, I suddenly felt very different from usual. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Info returned to his seat, remembering the warning of Old Man Zheng last time, maybe Director Lin had already told him that he would be interviewed by me today.

The mood was suddenly a little lost, and he was too stupid, and he even thought that he could get praise from Old Man Zheng in this way. There was less excitement in my heart at the beginning, and I was a little disheartened. After the Monday regular meeting, Yang Huan showed me the list of questions she had sorted out.

I took it and took a look, and the decent ones were pretty much the same. Suddenly I didn't want to bother to think about the question, so I said lightly: "That's it, you write well, and there is nothing to change, you go and make a formal one." ā€

Yang Huan said happily: "Okay." ā€

Sitting on the chair, looking at the list Yang Huan gave me, the picture of fighting wits and courage with Director Lin in the afternoon appeared in my mind. I should think about what to do, and maybe I can find out what I can do from Mr. Lam, although the odds may be similar to the odds of winning a lottery ticket, but I still need to be hopeful.

Suddenly, a piece of paper shook in front of my eyes, startling me, and when I turned my head, it was Yang Huan standing in front of me, and she said, "Sister Lin, your phone!" ā€

Sure enough, I heard the familiar ringtone, and I was so engrossed in it just now that I didn't hear it. I hurriedly picked up my mobile phone, it was an unfamiliar number calling, just picked up the phone, and a man's anxious voice came from inside: "Excuse me, are you a reporter Lin from Chongqing X Daily?" ā€

"Yes, may I ask who you are?"

The man said anxiously: "Reporter Lin, you must help me!" Those people don't sell my accounts, only you help me report their evil deeds! Speaking of the back, the man's voice actually carried a hint of crying.

I said, "Don't worry, tell me about the matter, and we'll take care of it as appropriate." ā€

"My daughter is a sophomore at E University, and she didn't go home during the Mid-Autumn Festival, saying that she was going to study at school. But today her counselor called me and said that the child did not go to class today, my child is so hey, he will never skip class, and now we call her and she also turns off the phone......"

I interrupted him and said, "Your daughter is missing? Then you call the police first! ā€

"Nope! My daughter is dead...... The police found her body on the hill behind the school, but the school said that my daughter signed the holiday confirmation form and said that she would go home for the holiday and take responsibility for herself, but she didn't come back at all! And the body was also found in the school, and the school must be responsible for this matter! They have to give me an explanation! ā€

I said, "I'm sorry that people can't be resurrected after death, and I ask you to mourn!" ā€

The man said emotionally, "I know, but I have to ask for an explanation for my daughter!" ā€

"Since you've called the police, what did the police say?"

"The police said my daughter committed suicide! But how could she kill herself? Something bad must have happened at school! ā€

"Well, you should go and find out the specific situation with the police first, because if you don't understand the matter yourself, we can't help you report it. I'll also report to our leader first, and wait for him to arrange it. ā€

"Reporter Lin, it was also someone else who gave me your phone number, and they all said that you are an enthusiastic reporter, unlike other people who accept benefits and don't help the people."

"How can this be the case you say? I'll report back to the top first, okay? ā€

"Okay, Reporter Lin, I believe you."

Who gave him my number? I'm more enthusiastic, but it also depends on what is going on. And he said this, which made me a little ashamed, it's not that I have never received benefits from others, I can only say that I haven't done bad things that hurt nature and reason, and reversed right and wrong, and in general, the three views are still positive.

Yang Huan asked me what happened. I gave her a brief explanation. Yang Huan said: "Then how can we help him?" ā€

I shook my head and said, "Not much hope." In this case, you go and give this matter to Zheng... The editor-in-chief said it and saw what he had to say. ā€

Yang Huan was a little embarrassed and said, "Shall I go?" ā€

"Yes! You tell him what happened, and then ask him what we're going to do. ā€

"Oh." Yang Huan agreed and walked towards Old Man Zheng's office.

I turned on my phone and saw a message from the alumni group, everyone was discussing something, and everyone said that she might have been cursed. Seeing these news, old memories come to mind.

I used to be a student at E University, and this happened when we were in school. A student died at school, and parents came to the school to make trouble. But this kind of thing will end in the end. And the school has always had a rule that the back mountain is a forbidden place, and students are not allowed to go there without permission, so there are many horror legends about the back mountain on campus.

There is an abandoned building on the hill behind the school, which is said to have been the anatomy classroom of the medical school, and many corpses are preserved in it. But one night many years ago, there was a fire there, and the fire went out on its own when the fire engine arrived. But there are still a few students and the uncle who guards the building unfortunately died in the fire.

The fire happened strangely, and it ended strangely on its own. Some people say that the feng shui of the building itself is not good, and there are too many dead bodies inside, and the yin qi is too heavy, so there is a strange fire. Later, when the school was about to repair the building, several workers died unexpectedly, so work was stopped. And this stoppage, there was no more work. The mountain and the building were deserted, but it was often seen at night that there was a little light inside.

Since then, there have been many horrific legends about the abandoned buildings in the back hills, where too many people died in vain, and their ghosts refused to leave. There were brave students who went on an adventure, but when they came back they became insane, and some people said they had seen ghosts, and they were cursed by the ghosts. Later, the school sealed off the back mountain and no one was allowed to enter.

Of course, these statements were passed down by seniors and seniors one by one, and no one really knew what was going on in that building. Everyone also wondered why the school didn't tear it down and rebuild it, but let it stay scarred and abandoned in the woods in the back mountain.

"Sister Lin!" Yang Huan's voice pulled me back to reality again, "Editor-in-chief Zheng told us not to get involved in this matter. ā€

"Well, I see, you go get busy."

Yang Huan hesitated, but went back to continue her business.

I continued to flip through the newspaper, and after a while, the phone rang again, and I picked it up and looked at it, but fortunately it was not the man's number. This call was made by the community staff to report on their convenience services, so I called Yang Huan to go with me. By the end of the event at noon, Yang Huan and I would come back.

On the way, Yang Huan had been preoccupied, and when she arrived at the place to eat, she cautiously asked, "Sister Lin, I want to ask you a question." ā€

"You say."

"Why didn't Editor-in-Chief Zheng let us help that father?"

"How can you use the word help now? With just one phone call from him, we don't know the truth of the matter at all, what if he just wants to use it to blackmail money? ā€

"But ......"

I smiled and said, "If you really can't help and want to help, you have to figure out what is going on first." ā€