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Chapter 1789

Chapter 1789

"high.....!"

I was halfway through shouting when the black shadow suddenly disappeared and the bed was empty except for my quilt.

Later I figured it out, what he said should be right.

Has anyone noticed?

When children watch the night scene, they often say: "Mom, mom, look! The stars in the sky are moving! Mom, look! That star is smiling! That star has a tail!"

I think that when I have a child in the future, no matter male or female, when he is between seven and ten years old, I will find a master through my connections to teach my child the secrets of stargazing. Once he learns it, he will be at the bottom of the exam every day.

First, you will be rich and noble in this life.

After I figured it out, I stopped forcing him. I took Jenny out, talked to him for a while, and then fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

After breakfast, I went to chat with Grandpa Qin first and told him the current situation. I said it was no problem and we can do it now, and then I went to find the buddy again.

"Brother, are you busy?"

"Hey, you kid, how come I've become your big brother when I'm so good?" Fei Wuchang opened his ears and said, "Yesterday you pushed me out, and I'm still asking you to settle the matter."

"Farewell, brother, I saw it yesterday, you are a very low-key master."

"I'm not an expert! Don't talk nonsense, kid!"

His expression was excited, as if he was afraid of exposing his abilities.

"I know, I know. I promise not to talk nonsense. I want to ask you for a favor. There will definitely be benefits afterwards."

"Want me to help?"

He looked surprised and asked, "What can I help you with?"

I pointed to the corridor and whispered: "Toilet, that pit against the wall. I have a key. I accidentally dropped it a few days ago. I want you to help me get the key up."

"Key? Where's the key? How do you have the key?"

I said don't ask so many questions, just bring it up for me and I'll give you a big benefit, two packs of Guanting cigarettes.

As soon as I was given two packs of cigarettes, his eyes immediately lit up and he asked me: "How many days has it been since you dropped the key?"

"This...it must be more than ten days."

"More than ten days!"

He stood up, stared at me and scolded me: "What a fucking thick layer it must be!"

"And he must have done it! What I hate the most is that he did it! Forget it! Find someone else to help!"

"No," I said. Only you can help me with this matter. If not, add two packs of cigarettes!

"Four packs..." The expression on his face was obviously shaken.

"Four packs of cigarettes and a bottle of wine! How about that?"

I'll ask the question right away, okay.

He nodded: "Okay, I'll try it."

The process of getting the key is a little uncomfortable. For the sake of most people, I won't describe it in detail. You can imagine it for yourself.

If you want me to do this, even if you give me five million, I won’t be able to do it!

But for him who suffers from severe pica, he really lives up to those eight words, "a common meal, a piece of cake."

After getting the key, I went straight to the cafeteria.

I was washing the keys with my head down in the cafeteria, when suddenly a voice came from behind me.

"Wu Feng, what are you washing for? It takes so long?"

I quickly held the key in my hand, took the soap with the other hand, rubbed my hands and said with a smile, "Hong, good management, my hands are too dirty, so I wash them a few more times."

"Don't call me management. I'm just a low-level handyman. I'm older than you, so just call me Uncle Hong."

I stood side by side with him, rubbing our hands and asking: "Uncle Hong, the Yinchuan station king who harmed Qu's management, how is the situation now?"

He waved his hand, looked around, and whispered: "What else can be done? He killed the administrator, which is equivalent to openly challenging the authority of the old dean. He was locked up in the basement. He was "serving" him every day, but

...I have to say that this King of Yinchuan is really tough. He has not confessed to the crime until now. He said that it was Manager Qu who beat him first! He had no choice but to kill him, and he also insisted that he was guilty of the crime at the time.

I'm sick, I'm confused, I can't control myself."

"What do you think?"

Without thinking about it, I answered righteously: "Uncle Hong, this kind of person must be punished severely! We must not let him die like this. If he died so easily without confessing, that would be tantamount to

It brings disgrace to the old dean’s face.”

"Well, yes, that's the truth."

After saying that, he patted my shoulder and left.

I turned off the faucet, took a deep breath, and said in my heart: "Aza, hold on, I'll speed up here too."

When I came out of the corridor, I passed Master Qin and I gave him a secret look.

.....

That night, at a quarter past twelve, the ward inspector had just left.

I covered my head and huddled under the quilt, pretending to sleep.

It was probably after two o'clock, and there was no sound at all. It was very quiet.

I opened the door with the key and took a look first.

Seeing no one, I ducked out and slowly closed the door.

Tiptoeing to the door of 407, I tapped twice with one finger. Soon, someone inside also knocked.

I opened the door with the key and let Mr. Qin out.

Then we and I went to 416, opened the door, and let the fourth child out.

No one dared to speak, so I made a gesture, meaning to go to my room.

After he entered, I gently locked the door.

"Shh..."

I lowered my voice and whispered: "Listen to my arrangements."

"I'll go down and dig. Fourth brother, you go up to the roof from here. When you go up, throw down the tube and rope. Don't make any sound when pouring the soil. Our goal tonight is ten buckets of soil. We must do it before five o'clock."

It’s time to call it a day. When the work is done, fourth brother, please remember to cover the soil with a sheet to prevent it from being blown to the playground by the wind and people seeing it. Do you understand?"

He nodded.

I turned around and whispered: "Master Qin, your mission here is to make a transit, take care of the wind, and keep an eye on the playground. Once you see someone around, you should send me a signal quickly, then take away the rope and close the window."

Recovery, do you understand?"

Mr. Qin nodded and said he understood.

It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided.

I took out the cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "Jenny, please protect me."


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