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The shadows I can see are getting clearer and clearer.
There were several people on the window, their faces were distorted, and they slammed, pulled the window glass, and opened their mouths. They should be yelling. Behind them, someone swayed wildly, like a group of dancers.
The skin of those people is abnormal red, gradually turning into black, and the tribe like a suede, leaving a gray bone shelf. At the end, the bone shelf is turned into a powder, falling down and disappearing. By the window.
I didn't see the fire, but I saw a more terrible death process.
"Hey, boy, what are you looking at?" The guard went out of the door and shouted at me.
I went back to God, "Nothing." I glanced inadvertently, and I saw a row of people standing behind the window, looking down at me. I can be sure that they are looking at me, although I don't feel the biting cold look like Wang Auntie, but I saw their heads with slight offsets.
If I can, I want to go into the classroom to see, but the guard has screamed again, I can only play haha, out of the eighteen.
In the evening, I had a dream.
The fire groups reappeared, no longer arranged like the students in the classroom, but around me. I am so hot that I can only bear it.
"What do you want to do? How can I help you?" I asked.
To be honest, I am afraid that they will say that Qin Yijuan is dead. I am not very happy with this group of bear children. Fortunately, after doing a few years of mass work, endurance levers, will not directly blame them.
I plan to guide the topic and let them give up Qin Yijuan to find the real murderer.
The flames screamed and burned the air.
The sultry feeling made me upset.
"Can you talk? Can you communicate with me? Give me some tips? I will help you. Things have passed for more than 20 years, you should rest in peace, so stay in the world, not for you, for others. Benefits." I persuaded the sex to persuade.
This did not play any role.
The fire revolves around me and burns all night. Without the last kind of anger and resentment, I can't clearly perceive their emotions, or that they have different emotions for each of the thirty-four people. This is what it is. How can thirty-four people be the same? Different people, ghosts are different.
Things are so tricky that I am depressed.
When I got to work on Monday, I got a message that made me more depressed.
Tao Hai’s son went abroad, and Peng Dongyuan didn’t want to take care of Tao Hai’s. The death of Tao Hai did not make the demolition of that room easy.
I met Guo Yujie face to face and sighed together.
"How are you over there?" I asked Chen Xiaoqiu.
Chen Xiaoqiu greeted me to look at the screen. The above table lists the possible leadership lists of the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau. Several of them wrote notes later and they have already contacted them.
"Some people don't care about us, some people are stupid." Slim son said with resentment.
"Is it silly?" This answer is beyond my expectations.
"No! We said that Aoba, their faces are not quite right, and they said they don't know." The thin man grinds his teeth.After the fat man and Guo Yujie, the sighs sighed. "The old leader may not be able to force this time."
"Have you ever looked for an old leader?" Recently, because of my sister's affairs, I really ignored the situation at work. I was looking for an old leader. I was completely ignorant of this team leader.
"Well. The old leader made a few phone calls, the trustee asked, or said that they don't know Aoba." The fat man spread his hand.
The face of the old leader does not work, what is this Aoba?
Chen Xiaoqiu looked at me thoughtfully and said: "It may not be the background background of Aoba, but these people are afraid of the relationship with Aoba."
I stopped, "You mean..."
"A spiritual office, members have real skills, normal people will avoid it?"
I thought of the means that Aoba had no taboos. Although Ye Qing was only a verbal threat, he really had to be anxious. He certainly didn't mind really doing it. I am in a complicated mood. Is it difficult for Ye Qing to give the people of these Gyeongju manufacturing bureaus a slap, or give them three corpses? Not right, not right. The three corpse brain god Dan is the content of Jin Yong's martial arts novels. Aoba must be hands-on. It should be a cursed doll and a little devil.
My mind is spreading.
"Qie, what do you want?" The thin man called me.
I shook my head. "Nothing. You can do your own work. When you find a media report, go out and look for someone who is in Aoba."
In this way, the demolition office will do its best to complete the work.
The thin three are somewhat unwilling. It's like playing a stand-alone game. It took several hours to think that the plot was over half. Who knows that a task suddenly gets stuck, and if you can't live or die, who can simply give up?
Chen Xiaoqiu is the most calm, but I think she is the most stubborn one, and she will continue to investigate in private.
After two days, my sister told me something.
Qin Yijuan retired early. The reason is, of course, the thing of Ji Ying.
My sister also had a resentment against Qin Yijuan. Like other people, she felt that Qin Yijuan had stimulated Ji Ying, otherwise Ji Ying should not be so impulsive.
Even if Qin Yijuan really stimulated Ji Ying, Ji Ying really committed suicide. I don't think this thing should be attributed to Qin Yijuan. However, this can't be said to my sister. I was afraid that my sister would accept my point of view and talk to my classmates at school. At that time, I would like to attract the wrath of those ghosts.
When I think of the thirty-four ghosts, I can't help but lick my forehead.
"Right, that person is coming." The sister, holding the dish, suddenly said.
I raised my eyes sharply, "Jiang Yongning?"
"Who?" my sister stunned.
"The Qin Yijuan student, you said, came to the school to find Qin Yijuan." I remember that my sister did not know the name of Jiang Yongning.
"Well, that's him."
"What did he do to school? Is it troublesome?" my mother asked.
"I don't know. I heard Mr. Liu say that he came to Qin teacher again. Qin has retired. He didn't find anyone. He asked the address school not to give it, and he quarreled." Sister answered.
"Isn't that just a trouble?" My mother was even more worried."This teacher is also, there are two big things." My dad said with blame, and some doubts, "Can such a person be a director?"
My sister snorted twice and expressed support for Dad.
I am as worried as my mother, but I am worried about another thing: Jiang Yongning went to school, is it that this matter has to change again?
That night, I fell asleep uncomfortably, didn't dream, but I was quarreled by the phone in the middle of the night. It was Chen Xiaoqiu who called.
There is a tremolo in Chen Xiaoqiu's voice, which is rare. "Linqi, eighteen..."
"What's wrong? What happened in the 18th?" I was sober.
"Well, the teaching building in the 18th was burned."
"What?" I can't react a bit.
"The whole teaching building, all burned out!" Chen Xiaoqiu's tremolo was gone, the tone was heavy, and the sentence was on my heart.
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