After saying goodbye to Qian Jibing and Qian Yingning, Su Jing returned home with the box of letter paper. He did not read the contents in detail, but simply distinguished the anonymous letter from the signed letter. Then, all the anonymous letters were folded into paper doves. If Qian Jibing and Qian Yingning saw this scene, they would be confused and wonder what he was doing.
Then, Su Jing took out a medicine bottle, which contained one of the five medicine powders from the devil's law time and space. Rats had no reaction after eating this medicine powder. However, Su Jing discovered the effect accidentally and felt that this medicine powder was better than Transformation powder, ice berry powder, and jade-changing powder are even more magical.
He poured a little powder into the palm of his hand, released fire magic to burn it into ashes, and blew on the pile of anonymous letters. The ashes of the powder sprinkled on the paper doves and blended into the paper doves. After a while, a large number of paper pigeons moved, flapped their wings, and then took off. Mighty and mighty, like an aerial army. They dispersed in the air and flew in all directions.
The effect of this medicinal powder is to turn paper pigeons or cranes into living creatures, and then fly to find the person who left writings on it, or the person who left the most body odor on it. After falling, it will turn back into a human being. Just an ordinary paper pigeon, the medicinal effect has disappeared.
Of course, this has limitations. If the journey is too far, or it is attacked too hard, it will crash midway and cannot be reached. Su Jing didn't expect them all to arrive, just half of them would be successful.
In the blink of an eye, several hours passed.
In a village near the urban area of Qingyun Town, a paper pigeon flew into the village committee office building with the breeze and landed on the desk of a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was slightly stunned. He looked out the window and saw no one. He picked up the paper pigeon and was about to throw it into the trash can. However, when he saw the writing on it, he couldn't help but was slightly stunned and opened the paper pigeon.
Realizing that it seemed to be a piece of letter paper, he casually glanced at the content on it. His expression suddenly changed, and he quickly ran to the window to look around, but he didn't see anyone nearby.
"Old Zhang, what's wrong with you?"
"You don't look right."
Several colleagues asked in confusion, but the middle-aged man did not answer. He looked at the letter in his hand again, his expression changed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. This is a report letter he wrote. The person who reported it was Su Jing. Maybe it was because Sujia Village stole the spotlight from their village, or maybe because Su Jing was too flamboyant. In short, he couldn't stand Su Jing. Of course he knew that he couldn't afford to offend Su Jing, so he reported anonymously.
But now, this report letter has returned to me in the form of a paper pigeon. This can't be a coincidence, right? Could it be that Su Jing already knew that this letter was written by herself and was this a warning
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Going to Zhongyun City, inside the Song family mansion, with a gust of breeze, a paper pigeon fell from the sky and landed at the door of a study room with a snap. Song Junyi was stunned, then went out to pick up the paper dove, looked up, and couldn't understand why a paper dove fell.
When he saw the words on the paper dove, he opened it suspiciously. After taking a glance, his expression suddenly changed and his hands shook slightly. This is the report letter he wrote. The person who reported it was Su Jing. He had conflicting feelings about Su Jing. Last time the young master of the Zhao family asked him to help keep an eye on Su Jing, he was very moved, but he didn't act. Because he wanted to retaliate against Su Jing, but he also knew that the Song family could not afford to offend Su Jing.
During this time, he learned that Su Jing was envied by more people, and that people from all walks of life were coming from all walks of life. There should be people even above her starting to covet her, so he planned to add fuel to the flames, wrote an anonymous report letter, and relied on his connections to send it to An important person is in the hands of him, but now, this letter is back in his hands.
Song Junyi's face was uncertain. He picked up his cell phone and made a few calls. What frightened him was that several clan members who had written reports received letters folded into paper pigeons today. This was no coincidence.
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A long-faced young man is working in the company. He has been in a bad mood recently because Wang Yan refused to meet him, and Su Jing has been arrogant and arrogant. It seems that no one can deal with him. Suddenly, a pigeon flew in from the window and landed on his table. He was stunned. When he opened it, his pupils suddenly shrank.
In a luxurious villa, Wei Yin was sleeping in. A paper pigeon flew in and hit him in the face. Wei Yin opened his eyes in a daze, picked up the pigeon in confusion, took it apart and looked at it, and his face changed drastically. He sat up suddenly, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and he suddenly woke up.
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In the next few days, people in Qingyun Town, Zhongyun City, and the province received pigeons one after another. Almost everyone was frightened. The reason why they remained anonymous was because they couldn't afford to offend Su Jing, thinking that anyway Anonymous and no one knows that I wrote it. But now that the report letter has returned to me, what does it mean
Many people have been panicking these days, fearing retaliation from Su Jing. Naturally, they did not write any more letters of report. Their courage was frightened. Su Jing would be fine if she did not cause trouble. How could they dare to report her? Moreover, the rumors about the paper pigeons were still spreading privately, scaring away many people who were preparing to write reporting letters.
The most direct manifestation is that the number of reporting letters collected by Qian Jibing has dropped rapidly. In the past, there were hundreds or thousands of letters collected a day, but now there are less than dozens.
Qian Jibing called Su Jing and couldn't hide his surprise: "A Jing, how on earth did you do it? How come the number of report letters suddenly dropped by 80% or 90%? No matter how good the public relations is, it can't reach this level. It’s an effect.”
Su Jing smiled and said, "Maybe they suddenly discovered their conscience."
Qian Jibing said: "Come on, you must have done something."
However, no matter how Qian Jibing asked, Su Jing just stalled and did not tell the truth. In the end, Qian Jibing still failed to understand what was going on. After hanging up the phone, Su Jing looked at the remaining signed report letters in the box. He knew that since everyone had signed their names, he naturally didn't worry about knowing about it, so Su Jing did not send these letters back as this would not serve as any deterrent. effect.
Su Jing memorized all the names above, and some of them even looked up the information. However, he didn't plan to do anything for the time being, just pay a little attention to these people. After all, making too much noise is not a good thing; it may even be counterproductive and draw attention from above. Anyway, there are fewer reporting letters. The remaining reports are nothing serious and Qian Jibing can suppress them easily.
However, before Su Jing could breathe a sigh of relief, at eight o'clock that night, a major news related to him suddenly broke out on the Internet, which shocked almost the entire country.