Aoba Office

Director Ma’s question is difficult for me to answer.

As someone who knows the truth, I know of course that these things are not coincidences. But I can't say it, I can only express my doubts like an ordinary person.

"It's a coincidence. No one can figure out what exactly happened, right? It might just be a coincidence." I said dryly.

Jiang You knocked on the door and came in at this time, but he came to my rescue.

Director Ma also came out of that state of thinking and took the manuscript from Jiang You.

"You go back first. Be prepared." Director Ma said to me without raising his head, and returned my manuscript to me.

I breathed a sigh of relief, signaled to Jiang You, and left.

In the afternoon, reporters came over.

Jiang You and I were called to the conference room. The old leader and Director Ma are also there.

There were two reporters in total, one was an interviewer and the other was a photographer. They solemnly set up the camera and began the interview.

The female reporter had a gentle voice but spoke very eloquently. The questions she asked were similar to what Director Ma had explained to us before.

Jiang You and I answered one by one, telling the truth and speaking frankly.

After the two of us answered, the female reporter asked Director Ma and the old leader about the overall demolition.

The interview went well.

When the interview was almost over, the female reporter changed the topic and suddenly asked: "What do you think of the recent events in society?"

"Reporter Yuan is referring to..." Director Ma spoke first.

"Recently rumored hauntings on the Internet, mysterious deaths of game participants, and hauntings during live broadcasts." Reporter Yuan said calmly, looking directly at Director Ma.

Director Ma said: "This seems to have nothing to do with our demolition office, right? We still have to focus on our own work."

"That's it. Then I wonder if I can go to the demolished community and take some shots?" Reporter Yuan said again.

"You need to contact the community for this. We are only responsible for the demolition work of the community. The daily affairs of the community are still managed by the neighborhood committee, property owners and owners in the community."

"Yeah. But I found out from my investigation that Building No. 6 of Gongnong Village, which is the key to Qingye Supernatural Office, is now at the demolition office." Reporter Yuan looked at me.

I was slightly surprised, but calmly replied: "It's at my place. During the previous investigation, I found out that the owner there was missing and the house was locked. After we called the police, the police conducted an investigation and forced the door open. Later. The door locks were also changed, so that I could easily contact the property owner who might come back at any time.”

"Reporter Yuan, we can't agree to this request. The property owner is not here, so we can't just go in and ask you to take pictures. This is an invasion of people's privacy." Director Ma said.

"But I heard from residents that Mr. Lin often goes there?" Reporter Yuan asked again.

My heart tightened, "I often go to the sixth floor to take a look. After the door lock was changed, we left a note there, but it took a long time and was a bit inconvenient. I was worried that the other party would miss it."

"The demolition work has now entered the substantive stage. If the property owner of that household has not appeared, it will also have an impact on our overall demolition work. In this demolition, we have always been adhering to the principle of serving the property owners and our interests. The idea of ​​serving citizens is to care about their needs. We are very sad that some regrettable things have happened, but these accidents are beyond our control. We also hope that the media and the public will pay attention to the demolition. This matter comes about. Demolition can bring benefits to everyone. It is really regrettable if there is a dispute just over the compensation involved." Director Ma said. , and turned away.

When Reporter Yuan asked another question, Director Ma slapped him and passed him by.

After the interview, reporter Yuan and the photographer said goodbye and left.

Director Ma frowned and looked at me.

"I have always had that key. The police station over there was not willing to take care of it. The neighborhood committee was also reluctant." I said helplessly, "At that time, the contents of the house also needed to be cleaned and investigated. It fell on us."

The police station is in no hurry to find anyone. Because no one called the police, there were no signs of any crime in the office.

Over at the neighborhood committee, Director Mao had heard some rumors about Ye Qing, but he was unwilling to get involved in the matter. Even if it is not the office's house, the neighborhood committee is not willing to get involved with other residents' houses. The composition of the neighborhood committee is complicated, and it is more of a private nature. There are many resident volunteers in it, and the people are diverse. The key is left with them, and they don't know what will happen.

Over and over again, the key ended up with me, which was one of the reasons why I got deeper and deeper into the Aoba matter.

Director Ma's brows had not yet relaxed, "The police station over there doesn't care? The person hasn't been found yet?"

"No. I'm already preparing to make an announcement when the time comes." I replied.

Director Ma also seemed to be angry. However, the status of the demolition office is quite special. It is a confusing matter to calculate the rank and the police station within its jurisdiction. It would be nice for people to listen to the instructions from above and provide us with help, but they will not listen to our orders. We don't have the power to order them.

"What's wrong with that house?" Director Ma suddenly asked.

"There is nothing wrong with the house. It has been remodeled and the load-bearing walls have not been touched." I tried my best to say something specious.

Director Ma nodded, "Then let's do this for now."

Jiang You and I left the conference room first.

Jiang You has deep sympathy for me. He was in a lot of trouble, but now that the hot topic of public opinion is the live broadcast incident, I have become the center of the storm, but he is relaxed.

When I returned to the office, Shouzi and the others gathered around me and asked me how the interview went. I told the truth.

"Those reporters are all-pervasive. Brother Qi, you have to be careful."

"Is there anything wrong with the key? Are you going to get caught and keep talking?"

The thin man and the fat man were worried that something might happen to reporter Yuan.

I'm also a little worried.

"It's a bit illegal, but it should be fine. Moreover, the hot spots are not here now." Chen Xiaoqiu said.

What she said was absolutely correct.

Public opinion on the Internet is in a carnival, all talking about the live broadcast and the little expert who committed suicide.

The little expert in committing suicide became a suspect, and his past experiences were uncovered.

The live broadcast platform he was on, Meow Live, was strictly investigated by the authorities and a penalty notice was issued. The reason is that the live broadcast of the little master of committing suicide is suspected of being violent and bloody, and the platform has not fulfilled its regulatory responsibility. All the live broadcast rooms on Meow Live are closed, leaving only the sub-forum discussion area.

By the next day, the discussion forum was also closed. A group of Meow users were cursing.

"Some idiot posted those bloody screenshots on the forum yesterday, and also posted screenshots from horror movies, crazy!" someone yelled on the social homepage.

There was a lot of chaos on the Internet, and the information posted by many people was deleted or blocked, and some people's accounts were locked up in black rooms.

After such a commotion, when Tianxia Weekly published a special report listing the recent bizarre incidents that occurred during the National Day and across the country, the Internet was detonated again.