Aoba Office

On December 15, 2010, it was confirmed that the client's family was dead and the black cat was missing.

On December 16, 2010, the investigation was concluded. This incident is classified as "unfinished", and "black cat" is set as the keyword. It is initially concluded that the black cat has various abilities such as hallucinations, walking through walls, and peeping. It is currently unclear whether his behavior is pure revenge or intentional murder. . If you don’t fully grasp the strength of the black cat, you need to treat it with caution and do not attack rashly.

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"Brother Qi, what are you looking at?"

The thin man's cry drew my attention back.

I don’t know whether he was frightened by the thin man’s voice or made me uncomfortable by my direct gaze. The black cat that was originally lying on the wall of the hospital jumped to the other side of the wall with a "whoosh".

If he is so timid, he must not be the black cat in the file I read over the weekend.

I was thinking this in my mind, and said to the thin man: "It's nothing. I just remembered the incident that Aoba handled, and there was a very powerful black cat in it."

"Really?" the thin man answered dryly and changed the subject in a second, "Why is the fat man so slow to park the car?"

I glanced at the thin man and said, "Why are you still afraid of this kind of thing? Are you still not used to it?"

"No, forget about the others, black cats and so on..." The thin man shivered exaggeratedly and rubbed his arms, "Don't you know that black cats are particularly magical animals? You see, both the East and the West think so, heroes We have similar opinions, which shows that this view is correct.”

I don't know whether to laugh or cry. What reason is this?

The fat man came over and ended this meaningless topic.

"There are so many cars in the hospital. There are always crowds of people here at any time." The fat man complained.

"There's nothing we can do about it." I said casually, switching hands to carry the fruit.

Just now at the entrance of the hospital, the thin man and I got out of the car to buy some things. The fat man came in and parked the car, and made an appointment to meet at the entrance of the inpatient building. The person we are going to visit is a property owner in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants.

Originally, since he was hospitalized, we should put our work aside for a while, but after seeing the person's identity and calling him, the other person's tone was urgent and told us to come as soon as possible, so I didn't refuse. It is ambiguous whether to give a gift or not, but it is not strange to ask for something from others and to give gifts to others.

"I hope Uncle Chang knows about that little girl." The thin man looked at the carton of milk in his hand and said to himself.

The implication is that if he didn't know, this gift would be in vain.

The fat man said: "If he doesn't know, it's the matter of a certain tenant."

I took what the fat man said and said, "That will be difficult to check."

The little girl we are talking about is the girl I saw in Zhou Kaiwei's dream, the girl huddled under the computer desk. And Uncle Chang, Chang Facai, was naturally the real owner of that room, Zhou Kaiwei's landlord, and one of the first people to move out of the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants.

I hope that Uncle Chang will not only know about the little girl, but also know more about the Six Workers and Peasants Village.

Uncle Chang was hospitalized because of blood clots and lived in the cardiology ward. Most of the people on this floor are elderly people who are no different from him.

Compared with the frail appearance of other elderly people, Uncle Chang looks full of energy and does not have any pathology. When we walked to the door, he was standing at the window of the ward, doing chest expansion exercises facing the messy hospital building outside.

I knocked on the door and when I saw Uncle Chang looking over, I introduced myself: "Hello, Mr. Chang, we are the government demolition office. We have contacted you by phone before."

"Oh oh oh! Please come in quickly, please come in quickly!" Uncle Chang smiled broadly, and his eager tone was exactly the same as on the phone.

The three of us came in and first put the fruit milk in our hands on the cabinet.

"Oh, why did you bring this thing here? You are too polite. This is work, just come." Uncle Chang did not refuse, but his original smile was a little stiff.

I didn't know why, but I still said a few polite words.

While listening, Uncle Chang walked over and closed the ward door, which made me even more confused.

I exchanged glances with the thin man and the fat man. They didn't understand what Uncle Chang was doing.

"You guys sit down." Uncle Chang stretched out his hand and pointed to the bed next door.

The ward he stayed in was a two-bed room. The other bed was empty and covered with a plastic film with the word "sterilized" and the name of the hospital printed on it. It was not occupied yet.

We sat down side by side on the bed, and Uncle Chang sat on his own bed. This scene, I have to say, was very strange.

Uncle Chang spoke first and got down to business: "You want me to fill out a questionnaire, right?"

"Yes. This is a demolition intention survey. It mainly asks the property owners of the Six Workers and Peasants Villages whether they agree to demolition, what requirements they have for demolition compensation, and what kind of help is needed during the demolition process." I explained to Uncle Chang.

The thin man took out the questionnaire from his briefcase.

Uncle Chang took it and glanced at it.

The thin man handed over the pen.

I was about to explain the content of each issue to Uncle Chang one by one, just like I told other elderly property owners before, but I didn’t expect that Uncle Chang would push the things on the cabinet, lie down in the empty corner, and brush them. Fill it out.

The words I wanted to say were stuck.

"Well, Uncle Chang, the questionnaire is an important work guide for our demolition office. All subsequent demolition work will be based on this, you..." said the thin man.

"I know, I know. Don't worry, whatever I fill in will be done when the time comes." Uncle Chang dealt with it and had already written to the end of the questionnaire.

I saw him coolly write "none" under "What other thoughts do you have about this demolition?" and then returned the questionnaire and pen to us coolly.

The questions in the questionnaire are cleverly designed and contain many hints.

For example, the first 8 questions asked the property owners for basic information and their evaluation of the environment of the Six Workers and Peasants Villages. In terms of options, of course, they listed more shortcomings and intentionally guided their dissatisfaction with the current living environment of the Six Workers and Peasants Villages. Next, they asked "whether Willing to demolish", the following two options, "Yes" and "No", for "Yes" and "No", different questions will be designed to provide various guidance to the property owners in the options.

This set of questionnaires is said to be a template designed by a team member of a certain province's demolition office five or six years ago. That team member has a relative who is a world-renowned psychologist. A set of peerless skills. Of course, whether it is true or false cannot be verified, and the effect cannot be assessed.

I looked at it, and there were hints in it, but to say it was so clever that it had a hypnotic effect was nonsense.

The training provided by the demolition office to all members also includes psychological skills training. It is equally difficult to say how effective it will be.

After all, the demolition process is long. It is impossible for the staff of the demolition office to keep an eye on every property owner 24 hours a day and brainwash them. It is even less likely that the staff at the demolition office will have the abilities of Black Cat.

No matter how suggestive this questionnaire can be, the content in it is not made up by anyone, and there is no such mysterious probability as "if you can't choose, choose C".

I looked at the questionnaire handed back by Uncle Chang. There were neat rows of ticks on it, and I was a little speechless.

"Uncle, our leaders want to see it." The thin man glanced at him and turned to Uncle Chang with a bitter face.

What is the difference between choosing the first option in all and handing in a blank paper in the exam? It is the students who are unlucky if they hand in a blank paper in the exam. But when we come here, if you hand in the blank paper, it will definitely be us, the invigilators, who will be criticized.

I didn't show my emotions like the thin man, I just put down my hand and looked at Uncle Chang steadily.