The May sunset shines through the glass window and falls on the desk in dormitory 403.

The withered daisies in the vase lay in the honey-colored specks of light, but they were not the least angry. The breeze outside the window drove the small branches, and the sunlight in the house also swayed slightly, like a delicious and juicy lamp fly.

The fat cat's eyes chased the shaking spots of light on the desk, and the sharp weapons between the claws popped out and retracted, retracted and popped up, looking eager to try.

The fat man stared worriedly at the fat cat on his belly, struggling between protecting his robe and being scratched by the cat.

The rest of the dormitory was also staring at the mess in front of them, looking extremely focused—the atmosphere in the dormitory had cooled down again since Zheng Qing mentioned Lin Guo's black goat—which made the young scholar wonder if he had been cursed with some 'cold' effect.

A hunting team that has won the championship, for a whole week, in a limited range, looking for a black goat.

I didn't find it.

Everyone in the Sin Hunting Team felt their faces glazed.

Especially when everyone looked at Lin Guo's eyes, from expectation to disappointment, and disappointment again and again.

"Whew!"

Tuan Tuan finally gave up watching, kicked his limbs hard, jumped onto the desk, and began to chase those mischievous spots. Although it struck with minimal movements, it still swayed the sturdy wooden table a few times. This drew several concerned glances in the room.

Xiao Xiao seemed to have finally recovered from the loss just now.

He sighed, opened the drawer, took out a roll of parchment tied with a ribbon from it, and handed it to the young scholarship student under his nose.

"I almost forgot," the doctor muttered, ripping the ribbon from the parchment roll, "...... Here, help sign it. ”

"What's that?"

A report, and a request for the school's assistance in the investigation. ”

"The school working committee has refused to help find the sheep," Zheng Qing reminded: "I have already accompanied Lin Guo to the school working committee's office last week...... They said that according to the process, pets that have been missing for less than a month are not eligible for the school's assistance clause. ”

As soon as he remembered what happened in the office that day, Zheng Qing felt angry.

Prevarication, neglect of government, and passive coping are probably things that every organization with years and scale will encounter.

"It's not looking for sheep," Xiao Xiao shook the parchment, and found that Zheng Qing didn't plan to take over, so he spread it out on the desk: "But it's also related to sheep...... Have you noticed that in the last week, the number of students drinking goat's milk in schools has increased dramatically? This is very abnormal. ”

The other people in the dorm all nodded in unison - except for Dylan, who had recently begun to like to eat blood-streaked cooked beef with young and strong trickster plasma.

"What? have you found something?" Fat Xin was keenly aware of the 'elements' behind this matter, and suddenly came to his senses, and sat up from the bed with a flutter, and he was already holding the open notebook and the quill full of ink in his hand.

"Nope. The doctor glanced at the notebook in the fat man's hand with a straight face, and was a little sullen: "The consequence of grabbing the eyebrows and mustaches is that the chickens and eggs are beaten, and our main energy should still be on Lin Guo's big black......"

Zheng Qing felt that there was no direct connection between the eyebrows and mustaches and the chicken's flying egg beating, but that didn't mean he disagreed with the doctor's opinion. He also feels a little weird that he likes to drink goat's milk lately.

On the contrary, Xin Fatzi, out of the harshness of a journalist, put forward a different point of view.

"If I'm not mistaken, the school hasn't issued any health risk warnings lately. He quickly flipped through the notebook in his hand, and a certain part of it was crowded with various announcements and notices issued by the school: "...... Does that mean it's manageable?"

"Just in case. Xiao Xiao was extremely cautious in this matter: "What if the school really didn't notice this abnormality...... That's too bad. ”

"I'm skeptical. Zheng Qing didn't doubt Xiao Xiao's approach, but he suddenly remembered what happened when he went to the school working committee with Lin Guo to apply for an investigation, and couldn't help but sarcastically:

"First University is like a giant, or a thunder dragon, when an ant bites his toe, it may not notice it, or it may have to wait a month to react. ”

"That's true. Fat Xin couldn't help but laugh.

"If you still have room for your investigation report, can you add a little bit of my opinion?" Zheng Qing craned his neck, glanced at the huge space under the investigation report on his desk, and began to describe to the doctor the problem of the sluggish and bureaucratic style of the school committee, which he had been looking for an opportunity to complain.

"Hmm...... Yes. Xiao Xiao nodded reluctantly, but emphasized: "Just add it, I don't know if it has any effect...... It is likely that the student council will do the same. ”

Zheng Qing pouted indifferently.

"If there is no expectation, there is no disappointment. His tone was relaxed, and his attitude was also very relaxed: "This is called beating rabbits with grass, and even if you hit it, you can earn it...... And somebody has to say something, doesn't it?"

"Are you looking for someone to co-sign, how many people have you found?" Xin Fatzi flipped through the parchment report on the side, quickly signed it, pushed the report in front of Zheng Qing, and turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao: "Do you need my help?"

The reporter has a wide range of connections, and everyone knows about this.

"No, thank you. Xiao Xiao watched Zheng Qing finish signing, and then motioned for the elves to send it to Dylan's coffin, and explained: "It's good to ask the classmates for a favor in the evening meeting...... I only need a minimum number of people. ”

According to the regulations of the university, the application for the university's assistance in the investigation must be signed by more than 30 students before it can be accepted by the student council or the joint meeting of professors.

And Xiao Xiao has collected more than a dozen signatures.

"It's really not that hard. Zheng Qing nodded.

Because of this, before the regular meeting in the evening, everyone in the 403 dormitory went to the classroom half an hour earlier than usual. Everyone was chatting all over the room, trying to get their names on the parchment before the professor walked in.

Basically, no one will refuse this kind of thing that benefits without expense.

Perhaps only Li Meng would ask Zheng Qing to buy her an ice cream cone before signing. Zheng Qing agreed on the surface, turned his head and took the complaint to Jiang Yu, and then looked at Jiang Yu with a smile and twisted the little witch's face.

The good name said, let Li Meng understand in advance that the world is difficult and the people's hearts are sinister.

Referring to people's hearts, because of the chat in the dormitory before, Zheng Qing paid special attention to Matthew Cullen. Sure enough, the nobleman under the moon, who was usually personable, was a little sluggish today, and his eyes were a little dark. It seems that Sir Friedman's loss of power has affected the young blood of the Cullen family.

It's embarrassing.