Shanhai Folklore Research Institute

Lin Mian sent Lu Yichao a WeChat message early the next day, and after knowing that he was at school, she packed her schoolbag and went out to take the subway.

Although it was a weekend, there were quite a few people on the subway, most of them were parents sending their children to interest classes, and grandparents rushing to the market to buy vegetables.

Lin Mian leaned on the carriage, took out her mobile phone and checked Moments to pass the time.

Shen Qiming bought a new house, and he was in good spirits on happy occasions. He took pictures of the facade of the new house and posted Jiugongge. Liu Shan announced that three days later, at ten o'clock in the evening, he would live broadcast the adventure of the haunted house with his girlfriends.

Lin Mian clicked likes one by one.

Xuanjizi was specially invited as a guest speaker to participate in the Xuanshu Exchange Conference in the mountain city next door. The banquet hall of the hotel was full of hundreds of people, all dressed in zodiac robes and black crown belts. The corners of Lin Mian's mouth twitched, very suspicious Will they be arrested as a cult/cult organization?

Police officer Zhang Qingzhang from the Wuxian Police Station issued a much more serious message, asking the general public to pay attention to driving safety at night. If you encounter danger on the way, please call 110 in time to call the police.

Lin Mian also gave a thumbs up.

Not long after ordering, Zhang Qing's private chat was sent.

A brick of the country: Assistant Lin didn't go to work today?

Paji: Yes, go to school to get something.

A brick of the country: go back early after taking it, and try not to drive at night.

Paji: Did something happen?

After Zhang Qing and Lin Mian went through the Linwan Village drought incident, they were considered comrades-in-arms who lived and died together. Zhang Qing also knew that their research institute was unusual, so he didn't intend to hide it: "Have you heard about Sun Jianguo's case? "

Paji: I read the news last night, so I probably know a little bit about it.

A Brick of the Country: A new deceased was found along Huayuan Road in the early morning of this morning. The death condition was the same as that of Sun Jianguo. This time, witnesses saw the deceased get into a taxi. Only the last three digits of the license plate number were remembered, but it was the same as Sun Jianguo’s. Same as the one I drove before.

Lin Mian was a little surprised, unexpectedly someone died just one day later.

Paji: Is it a serial murder case?

A brick of the country: I don’t know yet. This case is under the jurisdiction of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Public Security Bureau. The police stations below us have all received orders to strengthen public security management and actively cooperate with the yellow team’s investigation.

Lin Mian thanked Zhang Qing for his reminder. Although he is courageous, he doesn't like to risk his life. He planned to return to the research institute immediately after receiving the courier.

As long as he doesn't take a taxi, the murderer can't catch up with him!

Lin Mian made up her mind, when the phone vibrated again, Lin Mian thought that Zhang Qing had something to say, but when she clicked on it, she found that it was a message from Wu Ting.

Wu Ting: Have you arrived at school yet?

Lin Mian was taken aback, thinking that he had something to do and hurriedly replied, "Not yet, what's wrong on the subway?"

Wu Ting strolled around the backyard, touching his chin.

Wu Ting: Nothing, come back early.

Lin Mian scratched her head, and replied: Yes.

Wu Ting sat in the living room for a while, and then went to the kitchen, but he didn't see the little assistant busy inside, and was inexplicably a little disappointed.

If I had known earlier, I should have insisted on sending him there last night...

Headmaster Wu went back to his room bored, lay on his back on the bed, thinking dully.

Lin Mian got out of the car and went straight to the boys' dormitory. Lu Yichao was next door at 301. Because he didn't know where the Vajra Gourd Baby had stored his things for him, Lin Mian knocked on the door.

After knocking for a long time, the door opened, and Lu Yichao's head poked out like a boiled egg.

"Lin Zi, you're here!" Vajra Gourd Baby saw Grandpa Lin hugging him happily.

Lin Mian is afraid of the heat, and the student dormitory is no better than the staff dormitory of the research institute. There is only an oscillating electric fan that can't blow it anywhere, and there is no air conditioner. He holds Lu Yichao's face in disgust and pushes him away, only to find that in dormitory 301 There are others.

A tall, handsome boy, looks very sunny.

Lin Mian also knew this person, Ling Feiyu, the head of the dormitory of 301 and the captain of the school basketball team.

"What are you two doing with the door closed on a hot day?" Lin Mian was overheated as soon as she entered.

Lu Yichao's face turned red, and the original boiled egg became a happy egg, and he dragged him to his bedroom: "Come here, your package is here."

Ling Feiyu didn't follow in, turned around and went to the toilet to wash the clothes that Lu Yichao changed yesterday.

The package was a square cardboard box, which looked similar to a small rice cooker. Lin Mian saw on the delivery slip that it was indeed from Zhelin Village, and the sender was Meishan Cemetery in Zhelin Village.

Lin Mian's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose. He opened the outer packaging and saw a round white porcelain altar inside.

"Linzi, what is this?" Lu Yichao poked the jar curiously.

Lin Mian said softly, "My adoptive father's ashes."

"Damn it!" Lu Yichao immediately ran away two meters, hugging the bedpost and refusing to let go.

Lin Mian glared at him angrily, and Lu Yichao wiped his face embarrassingly: "Well, what's the matter if his ashes are not properly buried in the cemetery, so he came all the way to Sichuan University?"

Lu Yichao remembered that he carried it back from the guard a few days ago, and suddenly wanted to cry, "Linzi, your adoptive father doesn't think I'm his son, does he?"

"There are many fathers for nothing, and you've made money." Lin Mian dug and dug in the cardboard box, and took out a small piece of paper.

The piece of paper was torn from a cigarette case, the handwriting was crooked, and there were several typos. It can be seen that the person who wrote this text message is not well-educated.

The general idea is that Zhelin Village had several heavy rains some time ago, and the Meishan Cemetery saw too much water, and the old teacher’s tomb was completely flooded. Give Dad a different cemetery.

The location of Meishan Cemetery is not good. It will be flooded when it rains heavily. The advantage is that the land price is cheap. No rich person in Zhelin Village will buy a cemetery there. But a poor student like Lin Mian has no other choice. Fortunately, he has a job now. , the income is not low, as long as you save enough 10 yuan, the old teacher can be buried in a better environment.

Lin Mian picked up the cardboard box, planning to go back to the research institute.

Lu Yichao on the side was confused by his hastily coming and going: "No, Lin Zi, are you leaving now?"

Lin Mian nodded, "I'm going to make money."

The Vajra Gourd Baby hugged his leg and rolled around: "Grandpa, you have been away for more than ten days, and you have to leave again just after you come back. You don't want to go home all day. Say, is there another dog outside? You don't love me anymore. Wuwu!"

Lin Mian couldn't laugh or cry when he heard the words, why did he have other dogs outside?The litter in the research institute was full of non-human beings, but as far as he knew, none of them were demon dogs.

"There is a basketball game this afternoon, Lin Zi, will you watch it with me?" Lu Yichao cried.

Lin Mian thought for a while, it was still early, so there was really no need to be so anxious, so she nodded, "Okay."

"Have dinner together after the football game?" Lu Yichao pushed forward.

Lin Mian almost laughed at him.

"Last time you said that you would treat me to dinner after I got paid!" Vajra Gourd Baby felt aggrieved.

"Okay, okay." Lin Mian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and took out Ranyi fish bones and dried raccoon meat from his small schoolbag. Lu Yichao threw a piece into his mouth, and immediately burst into tears. Holding the snacks, he didn't let go, and asked him To link.

In the afternoon, the Chinese Department played against the Department of Economics and Management next door. It was held in a small gymnasium next to the playground.

The Chinese department is full of yin and yang, and there are more women than boys, while the economics and management department is just the opposite. Everyone is like a wolf like a tiger. Normally, there is no suspense between the two sides in the game, but the Chinese department has Ling Feiyu, the school basketball captain, which makes the result a little bit more. uncertain.

Half an hour before the start of the competition, Lu Yichao took Lin Mian to find a position with a good view to cheer for the Chinese Department.

Lin Mian is afraid of the heat. He actually doesn’t like any sports that may sweat in summer. Basketball is the same, but Lu Yichao likes it. Although this gourd baby is like him, he only knows how to watch basketball games: Wow, a goal was scored!

Before the start of the match, Ling Feiyu came over with two bottles of ice water. Without saying anything, he slapped Lu Yichao on the head and left the field gracefully.

Lin Mian looked at the basketball captain, then at her own gourd baby, and asked with a strange expression, "Curd baby, is your cosmos okay?"

Lu Yichao reacted for a second, then hugged Lin Mian's head in anger and thumped: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Mian breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that it hasn't turned into a sunflower yet."

The gourd baby punched her grandpa again.

After the ball game started, the two stopped playing around. Lu Yichao concentrated on cheering for the Chinese Department. Under his coercion, Lin Mian also yelled symbolically twice.

At this time, the phone vibrated a few times, and Lin Mian saw that there were several unread messages.

Wu Ting: Did you get the items?

Wu Ting: Come back for lunch?

Wu Ting: Are you there?Lost your phone?

Dean Wu, who sent three WeChat messages without waiting for Lin Mian to reply, was a little flustered.

Went to school and lost an assistant.

He was considering whether it would be better to make a phone call first to confirm the situation with the other party, or to drive directly to Sichuan University to find someone, but Lin Mian responded.

Paji: I didn't lose it. I was watching a basketball game with my roommate and didn't pay attention to my phone.

When Wu Ting saw it, his sharp eyebrows were raised high, and he didn't come back for dinner, so he went to watch the football game with his roommate, heh, man.

Wu Ting: Roommate?

Paji: Just that Vajra gourd baby, you saw it last time in Dongjiu.

Dean Wu tried his best to recall, um, it seems that there is such a person, I don't have much memory...

Paji: Dean, what's the matter?

Wu Ting: ...It's all right.

I just miss you.

Paji: Okay, then I won’t come back for dinner. There are quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator, or you can order a takeaway.

Dean Wu looked at someone's cruel words on the chat interface, and suddenly felt a little empty, a little lonely, and a little cold.

Hu Qiaoqiao, who was peeking behind the door: I suddenly feel so pitiful, my lord!

Yimu: Hmm, how pitiful!

Ermu: Hmm, how pitiful!

Hook Wei: Like a left-behind empty nester...

Old Qi: Stop talking, I want to cry...

The dean, who had been patient for a long time, twitched his forehead, turned his head, and showed a sinister smile: "I have quick-frozen dumplings for dinner. Are you surprised, surprised, or looking forward to it?"

All the monsters in the research institute: ... No, I don't want to eat at all!

The author has something to say:

Wow, I thought I had saved the manuscript, but my friend knocked on me and found out that I didn't, so it was later, I was wrong, woo woo...

感谢在2021-11-2316:36:11~2021-11-2418:35:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Mumumumuyuxi 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Pipaxing and Qingli;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!