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Chapter 356 Number 068 - Black Cat (11)

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

On December 16, 2010, the investigation was concluded. This incident was classified into the "unfinished" category, and "Black Cat" was set as a keyword. It was initially concluded that the black cat has various abilities such as hallucination, wall penetration, and peeping. It is not yet certain that his behavior is simple revenge or intentional murder. If he is not fully confident in the strength of the black cat, he should be treated with caution and prohibited from rashly attacking.

"Brother Qi, what are you looking at?"

The thin man's screams pulled back my attention.

I don’t know if it was because of the scared voice of the thin man or because of my straight look, the black cat that was originally lying on the wall of the hospital jumped to the other side of the wall.

He is so timid, he should not be the black cat in the file I read on the weekend.

I thought so in my heart and said to the thin man, "It's nothing. I just remembered the incident that Aoye handled, and there was a very powerful black cat inside."

"Is that true?" The thin man said dryly, changing the topic in seconds, "Why is the fat man so slow to park a car?"

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

"No, forget about other things, black cats or something..." The thin man shivered exaggeratedly and rubbed his arms, "Don't you know that animals like black cats are particularly magical? You see, both the East and the West think so, and heroes have similar views, which means that this view is very correct."

I can't laugh or cry, what's the reason?

The fat man came over and ended this meaningless topic.

"There are so many cars in the hospital. When will it come, it will be crowded with people." The fat man complained.

"There is nothing to do about this." I said casually, changing my hand to carry the fruit.

Just now at the entrance of the hospital, the skinny man and I got off the car and bought something. The fat man came in and parked the car and made an appointment to meet at the entrance of the hospital building. We were going to visit a property owner from Gongnong Village Six.

Originally, when someone was hospitalized, we should have a job left. But when we saw the other person's identity and called, the other person's tone was urgent. We asked us to come as soon as possible and I didn't refuse. Whether to give gifts or not is an ambiguous thing, but we ask for help, and it's not a big deal for many gifts.

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

What he said was that he would not know, the gift would be given for nothing.

The fat man said: "If he didn't know, it would be a matter of a certain tenant."

I took the fat man's words and said, "That's hard to check."

The little girl we are talking about is what I saw in Zhou Kaiwei's dream, the girl huddled under the computer desk. Mr. Chang, who is always rich, is naturally the real owner of the room, Zhou Kaiwei's landlord, and one of the first people to move out of the Sixth Village of Gongnong Village.

I hope Mr. Chang not only knows about that little girl, but also more about the six villages of Workers and Peasants.

Mr. Chang was hospitalized because of a thrombosis and lived in the cardiac department ward. Most of the elderly on this floor are inferior to him.

Compared with the weak appearance of other elderly people, Mr. Chang looked full of energy and had no pathology. When we walked to the door, he was standing at the window of the ward and doing chest expansion exercises in the messy hospital building outside.

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

"Oh oh! Please come in quickly, please come in quickly!" Mr. Chang smiled, his anxious tone exactly the same as on the phone.

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

"Oh, why are you bringing this thing to do? You are too polite. This is work, it's enough when people come." Mr. Chang did not refuse, but his original smile was a little stiff.

I don't understand why, so I made a few polite words.

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

The thin man and the fat man exchanged a look, and the two of them didn't understand what Mr. Chang was doing.

"You guys sit down." Mr. Chang reached out and pointed to the hospital bed next door.

The ward he lived in was a two-person room, and another bed was empty, covered with plastic film with the words "disinfected" and the name of the hospital, and there was no one yet.

A few of us sat side by side on the bed, and Mr. Chang sat on his own bed. This scene, I have to say, was very strange.

Mr. Chang took the lead and said the matter seriously: "You want me to fill out a survey form, right?"

"Yes. This is a demolition intention investigation. It mainly asks whether the property owners of Gongnong Villages agree to the demolition, what requirements are there in terms of demolition compensation, and what help is needed during the demolition process." I explained to Mr. Chang.

The thin man took out the questionnaire from his briefcase.

Uncle Chang took it and glanced at it.

The thin man handed the pen.

I was about to explain the content of each problem to Mr. Chang one by one, just like I said to other elderly property owners before, but I didn’t expect Mr. Chang to push the things on the cabinet and lay in the empty corner, filling it out.

The words I want to say are stuck.

"This, Mr. Chang, the questionnaire is an important work direction for our demolition office. We must refer to this in the future demolition work, you..." said the thin man.

"I know, I know. Don't worry, I will do whatever I fill in, and then." Mr. Chang responded and had already written the end of the questionnaire.

I saw him write "No" under "What do you have any thoughts about this demolition?" and return the questionnaire and pen to us in a casual manner.

The questionnaire is designed ingeniously and contains many hints.

For example, in the first 8 questions, ask the property owners for basic information and their evaluation of the environment of the six villages of the workers and peasants. In terms of options, of course, they list more shortcomings and intend to guide them to be dissatisfied with the current living environment of the six villages of the workers and peasants. Next, ask "whether you are willing to demolish". The following two options, "yes" and "no", will design different problems for "yes" and "no", and provide various guidance to the property owners in the options.

This questionnaire is said to be a template designed by a team member from a demolition office in a province five or six years ago. The team member had a relative in his home who was a world-renowned psychologist. After giving him a few words, it was like teaching a set of peerless martial arts. Whether it was true or false, of course it cannot be verified. The effect cannot be evaluated.

I looked at it and there was a hint, but if you want to say that it is so smart that it has achieved hypnosis effect, it is nonsense.

The training provided by the Demolition Office for all members also includes psychological skills training. The effect is also difficult to say.

After all, the demolition process is very long. The staff of the demolition office cannot be brainwashed at each property owner twenty-four hours a day. The staff of the demolition office cannot have the ability of the black cat.

No matter how suggestive the questionnaire can play, the contents of this questionnaire were not compiled by anyone with a slap in the forehead, and there is no chance of "If you can't choose it, you can choose it."

I looked at the questionnaire handed back by Mr. Chang, and the hooks were neatly arranged, and I was a little speechless.

"Uncle, our leader wants to see it." The thin man glanced at him and turned his head to show his bitter face at Uncle Chang.

Choose the first item all. What is the difference between this and submitting a blank paper in the exam? If you submit a blank paper in the exam, the students will be unlucky. But when you come to us, if you submit this blank paper, you will definitely be the invigilators who are criticized.

I didn't show my emotions like a thin man, but just let go of my hand and looked at Mr. Chang.
Chapter completed!
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