I'm the fourth calamity, but they call me a saint

Lunch was simple. Li Wei found two roasted corns, which was enough for the meal.

It was while eating corn that Bai Li made her decision.

"I will be Qi Miaomiao!"

Li Wei finished the last grain of rice on the corn cob and was not surprised by this answer.

He could see the toughness hidden under Bai Li's appearance.

She was deprived of 14 years of life. No matter what she did or what achievements she made, everything did not belong to her. Instead, she was given another name. In the end, all she got was the tragic death of her whole family.

She hated the government of Lanting and complained about the city.

And Li Wei's words woke her up.

Qi Miaomiao used her for everything. In Zhulan, the impression of the people and the big landlords of Lanting on the name "Qi Miaomiao" was completely the majority of themselves plus a small part of the real Qi Miaomiao!

Now that Qi Miaomiao has been killed by her, her body and the carriage were thrown into the empty cross-city tunnel, and she may not be able to find it back in this life.

Then why can't she become Qi Miaomiao?

When thinking of this, Bai Li was somewhat panicked and flustered, but deep in her heart, there was a hint of excitement and excitement!

Bai Li didn't know why she was excited, as if an unknown seed began to take root and grow deep in her heart!

"Then tell me, who are the people who know you in this city?" Li Wei asked.

Bai Li ate the corn bite by bite, she recalled and said three people.

"Qi Miaomiao's cousin Qi Zicheng, the former chairman's personal housekeeper, and a landlord who usually helped the former chairman deal with dirty things. Only these three people know."

"Where is the archive room where you and Qi Miaomiao's files are stored?"

"It's under the roots of the big tree in the center of Zhulan City. The files of all urban residents and rural farmers in the city are there."

Li Wei poked the corn cob into the mud.

"Then go according to the original plan and kill Qi Zicheng's family."

"Kill me?"

At the edge of the shade of the ash tree, in a huge manor.

Qi Zicheng, the nephew of the former chairman and the director of Zhulan Meteorological Bureau, sat on the wide sofa with his legs crossed. He shook the tall wine glass in his hand and looked at the deputy director of the Meteorological Bureau next to him with a sneer on his face.

"The people in Lanting don't have the courage! If they attack me today because they want to compete for the position of chairman, once this gap is opened, if there are more disputes over interests in the future, won't everyone in Zhulan's upper echelons be in danger?"

The worry on the deputy director's face did not dissipate. He looked around and made sure that there was no one else here. He walked close to Qi Zicheng and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Those who want to reform will certainly not attack you, but... the former chairman has some diehards left. I'm worried that if those people know about it..."

Qi Zicheng laughed. His laugh was exaggerated. Many people disliked him because his expression was very artificial and fake, and many people liked him and thought that he was his true nature.

Patting his subordinates on the shoulder, he said in a playful voice.

"Don't worry, two of those people have already contacted me. They are my uncle's diehards. But now my uncle and my dearest sister are dead. Who else in this city has the surname Qi? Not only will they not kill me, but they will help me!"

"As for the matter you mentioned."

Qi Zicheng leaned back on the sofa with a relaxed look. He drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, then threw away the expensive wine glass, spread his hands, and looked puzzled and puzzled.

"What's the matter? I have always been an honest and law-abiding citizen. I am preparing to take over the industry and status of my Qi family with sadness but strength. What did I do to cause someone to come and kill me?"

The deputy director who actually handles the affairs of the Meteorological Bureau and controls the entire Zhulan Meteorological Season also laughed.

"You're right. I was probably overthinking all that before."

"How could you be overthinking? Old Ma, you're also considering my safety, which is good. How is it? Has anything happened in Zhulan recently? I want to see what new tricks those people can come up with for the reform."

The deputy director said patiently.

"No big thing happened, basically just some small things. Those who are reforming the system want to confirm the position of chairman as soon as possible, but I don't know if it's because of the remembrance of the former chairman or some other reason, the diehards have been trying to delay this matter."

"Also in the village below, a greenhouse set up by the Botanical Bureau for testing bacteria was burned yesterday, and all the people left inside were killed. The murderer left the same name at the scene as the one who killed the tax collector's family before. Chief Superintendent Pang Ming of the Police Department is investigating this matter with all his strength."

Qi Zicheng was angry, and he slammed the table excitedly.

"They are all a bunch of bugs! How can we manage Zhulan with such bugs? When I officially become the chairman, I will get rid of all those people who only care about their own position and put all the funds into the research of the Meteorological Bureau and the Botanical Bureau!"

"It's a corpse meal, sir. Also, when I came here, I also received news from the housekeeper that there seems to be some problem with the water source of a village under your management. Some secret research by the Botanical Bureau that you paid to support has contaminated the water they drink. More than 300 people in one village died of illness at home, and the rest are basically lying at home waiting to die. "

Qi Zicheng frowned when he heard that more than 300 people had died.

"Wouldn't this year's harvest be delayed? A bunch of idiots and lazy people drink all the water in their stomachs. They didn't use the water to water the fields, right?"

"We haven't even had time to pour the water into the ground yet."

"That's okay, the loss is not big. Contact the human resources company immediately and ask them to buy me a few hundred more people as soon as possible. They are a bunch of beasts who don't know how to cherish food at all, and they delay farming. They will die. Gotta go to hell!”

Qi Zicheng stood up from the sofa with a curse. He stretched, looked at the sky outside, and looked at his subordinate and good friend who had graduated from the academy together with a friendly look.

"You should also rest tonight. The people below bought me a pair of good things a few days ago. I do research every day, and my brain is almost going crazy with research. Just enjoy it tonight with me." "

Of course, the deputy director named Ma did not refuse.

When he graduated from the academy with fairly good grades, he agreed to Qi Zicheng's invitation and came to a city like Zhulan, wasn't it just to get better treatment and enjoyment?

He is a second-level scientist who studies meteorology. Whether he is in the academy or the central government, he can only reach the middle level of a large company at most.

But in Zhulan, even a person like Qi Zicheng had to try his best to keep him by his side.

Isn’t this the kind of enjoyment that people live for?