Jingyang spent the first morning in the Anping Department in bed, and while waiting for the notice, he had been lying down and browsing his friends' homepages, and he had to make up for what he didn't finish yesterday this morning, which was an important part of his social life.

Albon sent a notice late at night, and the content made people very angry.

"Remember these faces, when you see the filth inside of them, it's hard to believe that this is just a fourth grader in the first grade of Wilvine! Last night, they beat my brother in the bathroom, leaving shocking bruises on his chin, legs, arms! After that, he threw him in the trash and pressed the cleaning self-cleaning truck on it to prevent him from escaping! ”

"The leaders of the first school of Wilvine are even more disappointing! My brother never caused trouble, and just because he was in arrears twice, they shielded the children who should have been punished, and did nothing about what happened to Louis Duland! Your family is lucky not to have chosen it! Please keep going, and make your already stinking reputation even worse! ”

Underneath the text is a class photo with three faces circled, and the boys' angelic faces make it difficult to associate them with the atrocities. And there are several photos of Louis in the back of a close-up, his arms and legs as thin as they were when they last met, but with the difference that they are covered in trauma.

Jingyang was indignant and wanted to help condemn him, but as soon as he thought of 20,000 yuan, he changed his mind, and waited until Tian Xubai called, but he didn't click to forward.

After a brief wash, he rushed to the 10th floor, which was the first time he saw the office area of the Field Support Department. The angular desk resembles a chocolate chunk, with creamy yellow stalls, waiting for the busy bees to return to their nests as soon as possible.

There weren't many people in the seat at this time, and he wanted to see the entire office area from afar, but his vision was always blocked by a bunch of strange objects.

A pitcher plant pillow to tuck your head into, a cassette air conditioning ring that runs all day with half a glass of water, and a fishnet trellis for creativity...... These things are full of personal characteristics, and they are obviously purchased out of pocket.

As soon as Tian Xubai saw Jingyang, he took him to the innermost point, through the office area, and in a mahogany door, a man was talking on the phone with a very bad temper.

"That's my attitude! Even if you complain 100 times, that's! Let him come! I'm going to pull his tongue out and see if it's red......"

"His name is Masanglei." Tian Xubai introduced in a low voice, as if he was afraid that Jingyang would call the other party's name wrong.

Ma Sanlei looks like he has just entered middle age, but with the natural fierce look on his face, he has the majesty that only his grandfathers can grasp in advance, and he has not even started to communicate.

He glanced at the chair next to him, motioned for the two men at the door to come in and sit down, and then continued to fight the heavens and the earth.

“…… Speak to him in a gentle voice? What's the matter, I still have a wet nurse in my salary structure? Wait a minute......" he suddenly shouted out the door, "Fata! ”

A moment later, a man under thirty years of age walked in through the doorway, his skin was a faint brown, slightly buckteeth, his nose was very long and straight but very narrow, and his hair was naturally curled into small circles.

"The personnel department has given a newcomer, called Zhao Whatyang, follow you." Ma Sanglei pointed to Jingyang, he had the same perfunctory attitude as Jiang Yue in remembering the name.

"Okay!" I don't know why, Fata looked extremely excited, like a child from a poor family who suddenly received a limited edition sports car, took the initiative to come over and shake hands with Jingyang, and also reported himself to the door "Sagao Fata." ”

"Zhao Zuo Jingyang." Jing Yang read a delicate dexterity from the palm of his hand.

"Wait a minute, what the hell are you wearing?" It was then that Masanglei noticed that the young man who came to report was actually wearing a T-shirt of the Little Forest Commemorative Edition, which surprised him as if he had found a badger in the sheepfold.

"Well, it's not his reason," in order to prevent the tyrannosaurus in front of him from taking the opportunity to go crazy, Tian Xubai jumped out to play the round without delaying for half a second, "We're going to change the uniform sponsor." ”

"No wonder, let's hurry up!" Ma Sanrei was extremely impatient to give the order to evict customers, the assignment was in the past, and he now had to concentrate on continuing to compete with the other end of the phone.

The group retreated in good spirits, but as soon as they took a few steps, there was a roar from behind.

"Don't take this anymore! Fatah! ”

"Good...... I know. Fata muttered quietly, rubbing her neck embarrassedly.

When he left the danger zone, Tian Xubai couldn't wait to introduce him.

"You're in luck, this is the Field Service Department...... No, the entire Yinmen District Anping Department ...... It's not right, it's the whole assembly area Anping Bureau, the person with the best temper! ”

"Don't laugh at me," Fata still had the same apologetic look on his face, "If it's that good, won't you even be able to keep a partner?" ”

Jing Yang, who was still rejoicing for his good temper just now, suddenly tightened his heart, and his steps were messy a few times.

"That's it! All right! Don't talk about that! "The basic talent of the personnel department is to observe words and feelings, and Tian Xubai quickly interrupted this awkward chat." Where are you going now? ”

"Jane Tinver Street, someone was stabbed by a piece of pipe." Fata pressed the elevator with his hand.

After separating from Tian Xubai, the two came to the negative second floor. As soon as the elevator doors opened, you could hear the roar of washing, and if you followed the sound, you could see the farthest corner on the right-hand side of the car wash.

In the room shrouded in pure white light, huge mechanical arms were swinging wildly, and the rags they held in their claws were no less than curtains, and ordinary people could not cope with them with their hands.

The sprinkler head shaped like a pickaxe is moving slowly on the body of the car, it is the spiritual leader of the robotic arm, and the high-speed water flow conveys the work program of pointing and hitting.

Fata followed the wall to a small house on the left-hand side, the door of which said the distribution room, the white-framed window was open, and a thin man was watching the game intently with a light yellow bubbling drink, although he could not see the screen clearly from the window, but the voice of the commentator introducing the score was clearly audible.

"Truck or riot truck?"

The man didn't even look up when he was questioned, and as soon as the light outside the window was blocked, he understood that someone was standing there.

"Just an ordinary field vehicle." Fata stuck her head in the window.

The man frowned suddenly, glanced up, and then sighed, with a look of complete disgust on his face.

"It's you again! Aren't they just there? The man pointed to the parking lot not far away, "Why are you looking for me if you don't apply for a special car?" With that, he turned his gaze back to the game.

"But according to the regulations, all cars must be ......"

"Come on, let's go," the man lazily listened to the explanation, "Charter? The charter also says that the roads in Yinmen District are always clear. ”

After an unwelcome application, Fata led Jingyang towards the center of the parking lot.

Most of the cars around are uniform, the kind that have passed by countless times on the street. And the more special car is parked out of sight, with flashing arrows on the floor, constantly tempting the newcomer where to find the big guy with eight tires.

But all the instructions ended up on the wall on the right, where stood a huge door large enough to hold all of Solomon's treasures.

"Where does that door lead?"

"On the negative three floors, all special vehicles are stored separately." As he spoke, Fata stopped next to a car with a triangular umbrella logo and buckled on the doorknob.

He tugged hard, found that the door was still locked, and explored left and right with his index finger like playing a harp, only to hear the system's reply - "Sagao Fata, welcome to the car." ”

After getting into the car, Fata did not move the steering wheel, but once again stretched out his industrious index finger and placed it on the small round screen in the center of the front panel, watching the screen slowly light up and turn into a translucent cyan.

"Go to 1 Jane Tin Ferde Street...... he suddenly paused, and went back to look at the wisdom disk records, "192 Jan Tin F. Street!" ”

The car slowly drove out of the underground garage, and when the door was just opened, the gentle sunlight crept up the front window little by little along the crack in the door, bringing a sense of glory that the warrior was about to go on the expedition.

Although it was autonomous, Fata still sat up straight, staring out the window and observing the road conditions along the way.

"I haven't got my driver's license yet." Fata seemed to regret not being able to experience the thrill of manual driving, "What about you? ”

"Uh...... Yes. ”

Jingyang said this very unconfidently, in the third year of further study in northern India, he finally graduated from the driving school after three make-up exams, but on the eighth day after getting on the bus, he knocked the old ash tree on Wenchang Street out of a deep pit the size of a basin.

Now he simply turned his head away from the question, after all, the topic was not pleasant.

When he arrived at the destination, Jingyang thought about it carefully, and felt that the title of 'community' was really a bit of a lifting of the group of dilapidated houses in front of him.

Except for the slightly wider between the buildings, and a few less old ladders that obscured the view, everything else reminded him of Albon's home.

It's so crowded that it's irritating, unlicensed battery cars, somatosensory cars, and wheelless motorcycles that don't know how many times they've been piled up on the side of the road irregularly, and the entrance that could have been a three-car parallel has been squeezed into a one-way street.

And congestion is not the only problem, the numbers on the building have long been worn out to be illegible, and the two asked for directions several times along the way before they detoured to their destination.

The house in front of them now had five floors, and the family on the first floor stood out from the rest. The dark brown curtains covered all the windows, and the only thing that came out of the window was a waist-thick pipe, and the five-pointed star-shaped pipe mouth was blackened because of the smoke, and it really looked like a starfish from a distance.

Jing Yang felt that the family must have a soft spot for indoor barbecue, and he couldn't think of any other purpose for the big chimney.

Without the favor of the elevator, the two of them took the stairs to the fifth floor, Fata's steps were brisk, and Jingyang, who lacked exercise, was a little panting.

After a moment of pressing the doorbell, a man in a black vest and blue and white shorts poked his head out, he looked at the visitor vigilantly, and the door was still slightly open.

"Guninta Devlano Ghasino Culia?" Even if he recited it according to the wisdom plate, Fata stumbled and stumbled over it.

"It's me." When the man heard his name, the wary look on his face subsided considerably.

"We're from the Peace Administration," Fatah said, gesturing to the sign on his uniform, "Is that what you reported?" ”

"Oh!" The man suddenly became excited, he let go of the door but did not invite anyone in, but turned and ran into the room by himself.

A moment later, there was a sound of metal clashing in the room, and the man came out with a bunch of keys and a pair of plush slippers on his feet, and he skilfully locked the door and talked as he walked downstairs.

"You see the chimney on the first floor, it's their house that has a problem!" The man was holding on to the handrail of the stairs, and he could feel a deep hatred just by listening to the tone of his voice.

"That family is a drifter, and since they moved in, the curtains haven't been opened, so I don't know what the hell they're doing!" The plush slippers were too small for the chubby feet, and he almost threw them off on the last two steps of the third floor, "I've been working night shifts lately, and one day I didn't pay attention, and I was smoked when I passed by the chimney. Bah! I am sick when I think about it now! I had a headache that night and hallucinations, and the smoke must not be normal! ”

By this time the three had already returned downstairs, and Fata leaned over the window to see what was inside.

"Then why don't you just knock on the door and ask?"

"Of course I knocked! And more than once! But no one ever opened the door. The man pointed to the door on the first floor, meaning that anyone could go and give it a try.

The thick curtains were a perfect match for the secret, and Fata jumped on the spot a few more times, but still nothing was gained.

"Have you smoked again in the past two days?" He asked, staring at the starfish chimney.

"I didn't pay attention, I'm not a nanny, I can't be here every day."

Fata walked straight into the building and knocked on the door of the house, but after waiting for a long time, there was really no response.

"I said a long time ago, I can't knock it open, I have to get something hard!" The man on the fifth floor clenched his fists.

This time, he used more strength to hammer the door, but the only response to Fata was silence, and after two attempts, he could only walk out with a slight sense of loss.

Now he stood there with a stunned expression, and anyone could see that he was trying to think, but he could also see that he couldn't think of any way.

After a period of silence, he looked at the door that was more ruthless than his ex-girlfriend and said helplessly: "Then let's do it first, we can only wait for the family to come back, and we will come again." ”

"So let's do it first, right? Wait so many days for someone to come, but you're leaving without doing anything? "The man on the fifth floor was extremely dissatisfied.

"But we didn't see any dangerous goods, so we can't forcibly demolish them."

Fata explained patiently, but the man on the other side simply didn't have the patience to listen.

"Isn't that a hidden danger? I'll tell you what it feels like, it's like burying your nose in the asphalt! If this continues, sooner or later the whole community will have to be poisoned to death! ”

"If you break down the door and don't find any contraband, we'll pay a big fine, and so will you." In order to keep the other party calm, Fata was still persuading with kind words.

"Why don't I go check it out and see where it's smoked, and give it to you as evidence?"

The man grumbled as he walked to the window, and when he was still standing, he reached out and slapped the window vigorously, and the spit that came out of the curse stuck to the glass.

"Open the door, bastard! I know you're in there! If you don't open the door, I'll plug the pipe with cement and help you calculate how many seconds it will take to be poisoned! ”

However, the loud shouts did not knock the door open on the first floor, but attracted the residents on the second floor.

A haggard-looking woman opened the window and stuck her head out of it, and she kept slapping the baby in her hands, but the baby's shrill cry did not stop for a moment.

"Shut up! Don't shout anymore! It was hard to put her to sleep! I want to rest! ”

"I'm saving your lives, you know! If your child smokes too much of this cigarette, she will definitely not be able to figure out the shoes of her left and right feet when she grows up! ”

He yelled upstairs, but the woman just replied several times in a row, "Quiet! Go home! Then he closed the window.

He felt very hurt that his kindness was not understood, and he no longer focused on the two young men, but shook his head and walked into the building, and after a few steps, turned his head back again.

"The Anping Department doesn't catch the drifting party, I really don't know what you're doing here! But I'll report it, I don't believe it's anyone's business! He complained and disappeared down the stairs.

Ignoring the man's sarcasm, Fatah walked back into the car and pulled out a 'Please contact the Security Administration' sign and pasted it on the door frame on the first floor.

When he went back, Jingyang was a little unsatisfied, like preparing a red wine glass with royal craftsmanship, and the chef brought a pot of mung bean soup, he thought that the first attendance would definitely be thrilling, but he didn't expect it to end in this way.

"Will the family contact us?" The novelty of Jingyang, which has not yet dissipated, can only be made up for by discussion.

"Based on past experience, eighty percent of them won't."

"Then why do you put it on?"

"Because once the sticky notes are torn, we can at least be sure that there is someone inside."

"Otherwise, let's open the door and take a look." The question just now seemed stupid, and Jingyang quickly pulled the topic in another direction.

"Resolutely no, we must follow the charter, otherwise we will make trouble for the minister."

"That's good news." At the thought of the insult at the elevator entrance, Jingyang wished that the Rhino Horn Building would change hands quickly, but when he made this rebellious remark, he forgot to keep his voice low enough, so Fata blinked frequently thinking that he had misheard something.