In the early morning, at dawn, I got up and went to the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants.
Ye Qing didn't give me a good look in the dream—in fact, I didn't even see his face—but it was a face-to-face encounter, and I had to go and see him.
The office is still deserted and not popular at all.
I sat on the sofa for a few seconds before I started talking: "Well, Mr. Ye Qing, last night..."
Bang!
The office door opened immediately.
In this posture, I couldn't say anything anymore, so I could only hang my head and walk away in embarrassment.
The door closed with another "bang" behind me. That sound made my body tremble.
I didn't pay attention when I went upstairs. When I went downstairs, I couldn't help but glance at the stairs.
The stairs leading to the sixth floor shimmered slightly in the early morning sunlight. However, the architecture of this old building would not become shiny even if it was sprinkled with gold powder.
I walked down step by step, stepping firmly and carefully every step. When I reached the fifth floor, I met an office worker who was going out, and I was shocked.
"Are your legs and feet bad? Do you want to help you downstairs?" the office worker asked enthusiastically.
I blushed and shook my head quickly, saying haha, "I just got up, I feel a little lack of energy."
"oh."
"You go first, let me get some fresh air."
The office worker looked at the dirty corridor, his eyes changed from concern to lunacy, and he left immediately.
I exhaled and looked back at the short stairs, trying to figure out something, but it was all in vain, so I had to go to work.
Because Ye Qing was in a bad mood, I didn't dare to tell anyone else about it. I was sitting in the office in a daze for a while. When I saw the Qingye files on the table, I flipped through them and found that there were quite a few that I had read. My eyes lit up. After get off work, use this excuse to go to the office again.
"Brother Qi, the old leader is calling for you." The thin man who came in called out and made a gesture, "The bosses are urging us to make progress. I guess we will start an investigation of intentions."
I cheered up and went to the old leader's office and met the leaders of several other groups. As Fatty said, the demolition office will start to conduct an intention survey of households in the demolition area. This first round of surveys does not involve the specific plan for demolition compensation. The consent rate must be over 80%. The next step will be an intention survey on the compensation plan. It will take less than half a year to complete each investigation. This is the process that public opinion and government affairs disclosure must go through.
When I got off work, I took some of Aoba's files and left.
I knocked on the door respectfully and unlocked the door. I pretended to say, "I've read all these files. Can I get some new ones?"
Ye Qing ignored me, but he didn't chase me away either.
I breathed a sigh of relief, took the files to the filing cabinet, and put the files in order. I kept staring at the corner of the filing cabinet with the corner of my eye, but I didn't see Ye Qing.
"The work of our demolition office has entered the second phase, and we will soon start a survey on demolition intentions. The Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants may be the first to do the survey." I had nothing to say.
Since there are only a few key households in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, the intention survey can achieve an 80% consent rate. However, we need to cooperate with other groups to make the entire plot have a unified progress, and our survey is not that early. start.
"You... Master Xuan Qing said that you will be fine when you are destined to meet someone. I am considered a destined person, but I think that I am just an ordinary person with a little bit of special powers. I can't help you much. On the contrary, I am affected by you." I have taken care of him several times. If you need anything, you can tell me directly and I will help you find someone. The Chen Yihan who came last time is a tall, handsome man. He is the police chief of Minqing City. The Chen family also knows many people in the political circles. His niece is my colleague, and you have met her too. If you want to find someone, I will tell them, and I will definitely help you find them. And..." I paused, "Qing I also met one of the behind-the-scenes leaders of the State Manufacturing Bureau some time ago. He still remembers you. They all remember you. We adults don’t care about the villain. We have to use it when we need it, right? I’ll look for them. They can’t refuse. When the time comes, with so many people helping, what can’t be solved?”
I rambled on, glancing at the file absentmindedly. Ye Qing never responded to me. I was so thirsty that I had no choice but to give up, take the file and leave.
Opening the door, I looked back at the quiet office, "No matter what, I sincerely want to help you. My ability may be limited, but this intention is not fake, and it is not entirely because of your special existence. I just want to help you. I think you accept these commissions not all because of money, there must be other reasons." I sighed, "I'm leaving today."
Closing the door, I sighed again.
Xuan Qingzhen's statement about being a destined person seems to me to be really pretentious. Ye Qing never spoke, which made me feel uncomfortable. After thinking about it, it's probably because I'm not strong enough. Not qualified, so they wouldn't tell me the truth. When I can really help Ye Qing, I probably won't need him to tell me what to do. I should know what to do myself.
I took the file back home. After dinner in the evening, I went back to the room and took a look, only to find that there were two USB flash drives attached to a file. One USB flash drive is a normal file record, with a label and a file number written on it. The other USB flash drive also has a label, but it is a mess of red.
My curiosity aroused, I opened my laptop and inserted the USB disk into the USB interface.
There is only one audio file in this red USB disk, and the file name has not been changed. It is the default "recording.a".
I opened this audio, and the sound was very clear, just like Aoba's previous recording files, but it was obviously not edited, and the sound at the beginning was very messy.
"...How to use the machine? Mushroom!"
"I'm recording. Hey, why are you so stupid? Put it on, like this..."
rustle…
“youkefree…”
A melodious female voice sounded, and the song was melodious.
As soon as I listened to it, I felt that the music sounded very familiar.
"Okay. Now you all shut up."
"Listen, listen."
The singing continued, and I gradually realized that the music seemed to be the soundtrack of a certain movie, but there were no lyrics in the soundtrack of that movie, and the rhythm of the music was different. I'm not a music lover, nor a professional, so I can only listen to this level.
Kaka... "lov"... rustle... clack! … “play”…
There was noise again in the recording, and the woman's singing was intermittent and became very strange and weird.
The voices of Aoba members appeared again.
"What's going on? Vinyl records are also available on cassettes?"
"Let me take a look."
"Are you okay? Let the mushrooms come."
I recognized that these two people were Nangong and Liu Miao.
"Yes, let me, the professional, do it!"
This is Mushroom. His voice is higher and more mature than the other three men. He seems to be the oldest among Aoba, but his tone is the most out-of-the-box among the five.
"Don't make any noise, I just watched it and know how to do it."
"Don't break it."
"how come?"
Rustle... click... beep - "youknowhow..."
The singing became normal.
"Look, that's it."
"sharp."
"Hey. How about it, mushroom?"
"mushroom?"
"Strange, where is the person? Going to the toilet?"
My heart suddenly tightened.
"mushroom!"
"mushroom?!"
The cries of Liu Miao and Nangong seemed to overlap with Ye Qing's childhood "tangtang".
A woman's singing is still playing in the recording. In the background, Liu Miao and Nangong are shouting, the sound of doors opening and closing, the sound of running, and the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
The woman's singing ended, the vinyl record spun repeatedly, and the gramophone made a rustling sound.
Then came Nangong's clear and dry voice: "Ye Qing, Mushroom, is missing."