"Big news! Drug lord Deng Liyang suddenly became mentally ill and has been sent to Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital! ”

In the newspaper, a short and fat reporter excitedly rushed into the office: "I have grabbed the photo, it is definitely the front page headline!" ”

A group of colleagues turned their heads with disdain.

"Yongding, is there any information related to the Nobel Prize?" Xia Youren watched with envy and hatred as the fat man went to the editor-in-chief's office, and he came to the desk of his colleague Yuan Yongding.

He found that Yuan Yongding was writing a manuscript.

"What, somebody's advertised?" Xia Youren asked.

Yuan Yong nodded: "Yes, I met a very strange woman last night...... She ......"

His expression of remembrance made Xia Youren couldn't help but say: "Hey, don't forget your horse, with an aftertaste on your face, Sichun." ”

"It's not!" Yuan Yongding shook his head: "That woman, she doesn't speak and act like people in this era, he wears a cheongsam, just like everyone's ladies, in short...... It's peculiar. ”

"She got you to advertise?"

Yuan Yong nodded: "That's right, looking for someone advertisement, according to her, there is a person in Hong Kong, she has waited for a long time, but the other party has not gone to her, so she wants to take the initiative to find him." ”

"What about the cost?" Xia Youren asked, "Is there any oil and water?" ”

"What kind of oil and water, she doesn't have a dime!" Yuan Yongding was helpless.

"Hey, you're a newspaper store! Let the editor-in-chief know that you're going to be out of luck. Xia Youren said earnestly: "I advise you, the color word should be a knife!" ”

"It's not like that." Yuan Yongding was helpless, as if there was some reason for him to have to help the other party.

Anyway, it's not himself who is anxious, and Xia Youren doesn't care.

Yuan Yongding changed the subject and asked, "By the way, what are you looking for Nobel-related materials?" ”

Xia Youren said helplessly: "The editor-in-chief told me to interview a guy, it is said that he wants to get the Nobel Peace Prize, but I look at it, that guy is a madman, but the report has to be written." ”

"There are a lot of Nobel-related materials, and I suggest that you only find relevant information about the winners and imitate them." Yuan Yongding turned out a thick stack of materials from the cabinet behind him, about dozens of catties, and moved them to the table.

Pouting and blowing, dust flies.

"Phew, phew!" Xia Youren raised his hand to fan off the dust: "So many, which year do I want to see it?" ”

Yuan Yongding shrugged his shoulders, with an expression of helplessness.

"Okay" Xia Youren was helpless, and returned to his desk with the information.

At this point, he became a scanning machine, quickly flipping through relevant materials and reports.

After about an hour, Xia Youren was stunned.

"It's ......!"

"Nobel Peace Prize, Bill Emerson!"

"Through the study of zombies, vampires, mummies, he has made a great contribution to the study of the undead."

Seeing the words 'zombie', 'vampire', and 'mummy', Xia Youren pouted disdainfully.

"The people of that era were really simple, and they believed in this feudal superstition...... Uh, Xiaoting's father seems to be a Taoist priest. It's better not to say this sentence in front of him, otherwise it ......" Thinking of Lin Zheng, Xia Youren shuddered.

That is definitely the biggest obstacle for me to chase Lin Xiaoting!

"This photo is ......"

The newspaper printed a clear black and white photo, bearded foreigners, zombies with yellow charms on their heads, etc., these things in Xia Youren's opinion, zombies, are feudal superstition!

In those days, it was also a gimmick.

However, in the black-and-white photo, there is also a very familiar Asian, and when he saw that Asian, Xia Youren's heart was shocked.

The other party was wearing the clothes of the Republic of China police, and he also had a smile on his face.

Xia Youren immediately looked through the paper, and sure enough, in the interview materials, he found a passage from the bearded Bill Emerson, one of which was: I want to thank my friend Zhang Wen, he has very magical powers, and it is with his help that I can successfully study zombies.

"No, it won't!" Xia Youren immediately picked up the phone, and the reporter's keen intuition made him realize that this matter was not simple.

"Hey, hello, I'm looking for Lin Xiaoting!"

After a while, an impatient voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xia Youren, didn't I tell you not to call the hospital casually?" ”

"Xiaoting! I want to ask you to confirm one thing, is the man who lives in your house named Zhang Wen? ”

Lin Xiaoting's voice was impatient: "Yes, what are you asking him to do?" ”

"Did he say where he came from?" Xia Youren didn't notice Lin Xiaoting's impatient tone, he was anxious at this time, and he just wanted to know the news about Zhang Wen.

"I haven't said it" Lin Xiaoting said: "But that person is very weird, the first time I saw my father, he recognized my father as my grandfather, and often told my father about my grandfather, that is a strange person, he is only in his twenties, do you think you are a fairy?" And get to know my grandfather.

I've told my dad many times that he's a liar, but my dad likes him very much, and he seems to respect him......"

"No!" Xia Youren said excitedly: "Maybe, that person is really an immortal!" ”

"What?" Lin Xiaoting was puzzled.

"I found a picture!" Xia Youren calmed down his excitement, and continued in a quickened tone: "It was a photo from decades ago, it was taken very clearly, that person is the man who lives in your house, and it was found in the information, and the other party is also called Zhang Wen!" ”

"No, that guy looks like he's only in his twenties, and if it's like you said, he should be gray-haired by now." Lin Xiaoting obviously didn't believe it, and she wasn't interested in this kind of thing.

Her parents are a Taoist priest and a goddess, but she chose to study abroad and become a Western doctor when she grew up in such a family environment.

"That's the weirdest part, and this interview is about studying zombies and vampires, mummies!" Xia Youren said: "Maybe, he is really an immortal weirdo, or he is not human at all!" ”

"Zombies?" As soon as Lin Xiaoting heard the zombie, she instinctively felt uncomfortable: "I never believed in that thing, okay, I still have patients here, hang up first, bye~"

"Dut...... Honk...... Toot ......"

The phone hangs up.

Xia Youren looked at the telephone receiver and sighed helplessly, the man chased the woman across the mountain.

Lin Xiaoting is too difficult to chase, but it is rare to simply hang up the phone like today, Xia Youren also knows that this is a "sensitive" part of the other party, and what Lin Xiaoting is most tired of is the heresy of ghosts and gods.

But when Xia Youren looked at the newspaper on the desktop and looked at the photo on it, he became excited again: "Maybe he is really an immortal!" ”

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