Oracle [Transmigration Book]

Song Si stood up immediately, subconsciously said: "Wait a minute."

The old man seemed to be deaf, or pretended not to hear. He didn't respond to his accost, and lowered his head tremblingly, touching the key to open the door.Song Si strode across the playground, walked up to him, bent down, and asked politely: "Excuse me, are you a staff member of this kindergarten?"

The old man turned his head, Song Si's shadow could not even be reflected in his cloudy eyes, his eyes turned up and down in a circle, and he slammed his mouth with all his teeth missing, then lowered his head in a lack of interest, and continued to work hard Align the key with the lock.

"It's you," he said vaguely, "It's you, have you eaten yet?"

Song Si's heartbeat quickened a few beats, and he moved closer, asking softly, "Do you remember me?"

The old man finally inserted the key into the hole, turned a few times and opened the door of the kindergarten, without looking back, walked in with crutches, and said as he walked, "Who are you?... how do I remember, I am old, I don't even remember."

Song Si was not angry because of his inconsistency, and said patiently: "I am Song Si, and I used to be a student of this school. Can you think of it?"

"Songsi?" He tapped the ground, "What pine silk? Is it edible?"

Song Si was a little helpless and sighed silently.

"Then do you know where the archive room is? The archive room," Song Si said slowly, "is a place where many documents are stored."

The old man turned his head again. This time, his expression was different. There was obvious disgust in his brows and eyes, as if he was quite unhappy with these words.

"Get out!" He raised his crutches, making a gesture to hit him, "Get out!"

Song Si stood there without moving, neither hiding nor hiding, just waiting for him to shoot down.

When the old man saw him standing still, the disgust on his face became even stronger, and he actually pulled the cane over, with a lot of force, it swished through the air, and hit Song Si firmly on the back.

Song Si didn't expect him to be so strong, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Get out!" The old man hit the ground with his stick again, "Outsiders are not welcome here!"

foreigner.

Song Si thought in a cold sweat.

When he exposed his identity in Wang Jiawen's sea of ​​consciousness, the voice in the sea of ​​consciousness also called him an "outsider".

He was a little dazed, and after a few seconds of silence, the old man turned around and walked into the short building.

The kindergarten has already finished school, and the lights are not turned on. The corridors and classrooms are all dark, and the colorful murals, tables and chairs can't cover up the gloom of dusk.The old man walked alone in the long corridor, his back was dark, and there was only the sound of walking sticks hitting the ground around him, boom, boom, boom, from near to far...

"Oh," came another young female voice from the end of the corridor, "Director, why are you here? It's time for dinner. I just delivered the food to your room."

Song Si stood at the door, came back to his senses, and said, "Hello."

The woman was stunned: "Are there any parents? Hello, we have finished school and all the children have been picked up."

The old man snorted coldly and said, "Don't pay attention to him."

The woman smiled awkwardly, helped him around the corner, and disappeared from Song Si's sight.

After a while, brisk footsteps sounded again, and she returned to the door, and said to Song Si, "I'm sorry, our director is old, and sometimes has a weird temper. Are you here to find a child?"

Song Sidao: "I am a former student of the principal, he doesn't remember me."

The woman said "ah" in surprise: "Does the director teach? He used to be the director of the orphanage, because this land belongs to him, and we only called him the director after the renovation."

Song Si was surprised in his heart, without showing any emotion on his face, he said: "Yes, we used to call him teacher."

The woman suddenly said: "Oh... so you are from the previous yard..."

Song Si smiled: "I'm sorry to bother you with a sudden visit. It doesn't matter if the dean doesn't remember me. I'm also relieved to see that he is in good health."

The woman chatted enthusiastically with him about the current situation of the kindergarten, but did not invite him to sit in.After standing for a while, she mentioned: "It's going to rain later, have you brought an umbrella?"

The inside and outside of the words are tight, and the superficial work is done very well, but in fact, they have been secretly vigilant.

Song Si took a step back knowingly, looked at the sky, and continued: "I'm sorry to bother you, then I'll go first."

The woman smiled and waved to him.

Song Si glanced at his watch again, and within half a second, Twin Butterfly woke up quietly, looking at the woman in front of him through his eyes.

The energy fluctuations around the body are normal, not a supernatural being.

The mood color is darker, and it is not as happy and polite as it seems on the surface.

Twin Butterfly's state today is different from usual. After being awakened, she has no energy. With relatively heavy negative emotions, she said in a deep voice: "One last question, is there a file room here?"

The woman was stunned, and said, "Is there a file room for children? Yes, why do you ask this?"

"Where's the archives in the orphanage?"

"That," she smiled sheepishly, "Those materials have disappeared a few years ago, and there was a serious fire in this area before."

Song Si was quiet for two seconds.

The twin butterflies exchanged places, Song Si thanked her again, and politely helped her close the door of the kindergarten.

As soon as I went out, it started to rain outside.

Song Si passed by the swing again, paused briefly, raised his head, looked at the gray sky, and then reached out to touch the position of the left chest, where the pain of being pierced by the dagger still remained.

When I lifted my feet and walked out, I accidentally saw the light on the window at the end of the second floor of the kindergarten.In the whole kindergarten, only this room is bright.

Light seeped through the cracks in the curtains, and a figure stood by the window.Judging by the figure, it is not the dean I met just now, nor the vigilant woman, but a young man.

The figure stood under the light, dignified and upright, not afraid of Song Si's eyes at all.If it's daytime, maybe you can meet his gaze.

Song Si looked away calmly, walked through the main entrance, left the kindergarten, lowered his hat and returned to the car.

Chu Mingyi almost blew up his phone.

Song Si was breathing heavily, took a painkiller first, and didn't rush to start the car, but sat in the driver's cab and checked "Departure Fire at Orphanage" with a browser.

A whole page of social news popped up. The time was five years ago. The key words in the title did not mention the orphanage, and it was only mentioned in the main text: A short circuit in the power line of a certain street caused a fire, which affected a certain orphanage and ten nearby. Fortunately, there were no casualties.Most of the accompanying pictures are residents, and only the roof of the orphanage was taken from some angles.

Five years ago, Song Si had just graduated from college, and it was his first year in the Special Investigation Bureau.

Is it a coincidence?

Song Si pinched the base of his eyebrows, and saw Chu Mingyi's call came in again.He answered the phone, started the engine, and said before roaring: "I'll be right back."

Chu Ming said, "Stop there and wait for me, five minutes."

Song Sidao: "Don't bother, really, I'll be right back."

"Come back!" Chu Mingyi couldn't help but started to raise the volume again, "Dare to drive when the temperature is over [-] degrees, please think of the passers-by!"

Hearing the leader's tone, Song Si had reached the limit, and he didn't dare to pop the balloon, so he nodded obediently, and drove the car away from the orphanage, and parked it in an open-air parking lot not far away.

Say 5 minutes is 5 minutes, a dilapidated car parked beside Song Si at a high speed, Chu Ming opened the door aggressively, first glanced quickly across Song Si's body, and then said with an ugly face: "Go to the passenger side. "

Song Si rolled away obediently, and took the initiative to fasten his seat belt, saying, "I'm sorry."

Chu Ming was so angry that his face turned blue, and he kicked the accelerator to drive the car out. When Song Si was not there, he turned on the in-vehicle communication and said to Yu Yiming, "I received it. Help me drive the car from the third department back when I go to work tomorrow morning."

Turning it on, Yu Yiming's voice was clear: "You didn't hit him, did you?"

Chu Mingyi snorted coldly.

"I suggest you think about it," Yu Yiming said, "really."

Song Si reached out and turned off the communicator.

Then, the car fell into a viscous silence.

This kind of silence made Song Si feel much better. Chu Mingyi's breathing was like a tranquilizer, hitting his most unstable place.

Song Si said cautiously: "Yu Yiming and the others are off work? Has the ban on the three subjects been lifted?"

Chu Mingyi ignored him.

After a while, Song Si said again: "I want to eat an ice cream."

Chu Mingyi's blue face turned bluer again.Song Si moved his lips and added: "...half is fine."

Chu Mingyi asked coldly, "What are you going to Qicheng Kindergarten for?"

The author has something to say:

I want Chu Ke to kiss and hug and hold high QWQ