Xiang Nuanyang frowned and filled out the form, as if he was a little breathless. She stood up and left the seat, held her chest with her hands and ran to the door and gasped loudly. This action attracted the attention of Lao Lu.

"What's wrong with this kid?" He picked up the registration form and looked at it seriously.

When he saw the family column, he found that both parents were blank and there was no word.

"Why is it empty?" Could it be that my parents are gone? Lao Lu was surprised, but he did not reveal it. Everyone has a hidden secret. Perhaps Xiang Nuanyang also had such a thing.

Lao Lu then looked down. There was a phone number in the column of the emergency contact, but the number was still to Nuanyang himself.

The more Lao Lu thought about it, the more puzzled it became. Seeing Xiang Nuanyang's obvious sadness, he couldn't ask directly. He frowned and thought, and finally thought of someone, Xiang Nuanyang's teacher and his old classmate - Xu Chuanjin!

The phone was quickly dialed, and Teacher Xu still had a meticulous voice, "Old Lu? Did Xiang Nuanyang cause you trouble?"

"No." Lao Lu didn't expect that Teacher Xu would say this, but he went straight to the point.

"No? What phone call is not yours?" Teacher Xu was a little incredible. According to Xiang Nuanyang's personality, it is not easy to not cause any minor trouble because of his passion.

"But it's also about her." Lao Lu said, paused, and sorted out the words: "How much do you know about Xiang Nuanyang, this child?"

"What's wrong? Didn't you do a good job? You made a mistake?" Teacher Xu immediately became nervous. "This child is absolutely impossible for him to cross the line. Her character has passed the tests."

"Where did you think of it? I mean, is this child's family..." Lao Lu still didn't say the words that parents were not around.

"Family, the family has asked you." Teacher Xu became obviously heavy, "If I say this, don't feel uncomfortable. Do you still remember the sensational incident in Jinshui Yayuan Community fifteen years ago?"

Lao Lu's head buzzed! What followed was a severe heartache! How could he not remember it! How could he forget that thing!

Teacher Xu was about to continue saying that outside the door of Lao Lu’s office, a man walked in with his cell phone, “Is the leader of Chunfeng Lane here?”

When Teacher Xu heard this, he realized that Lao Lu was busy. He was unwilling to mention that matter unless he had no choice. So he cleared his throat and said, "Go hurry up and go, I'm going to talk to you later."

Lao Lu hung up the phone silently, lowered his head and wiped his face. When he raised his head, he had another smiling face, "I am from Chunfeng Lane. What's your situation? Tell me slowly."

Xiang Nuanyang also walked in behind, and it seemed that she was ready to handle the work.

"That's right. I specialize in building materials business. I have been receiving harassing calls recently. People often insult me ​​verbally, regardless of time or place." He said, taking out his cell phone, "Look at these phones, I don't dare to connect to the business now."

Xiang Nuanyang said strangely: "Why are you here in this situation? You should go to the relevant department to complain?"

The man sighed and looked bitter: "I have no choice but to do it. I don't know who did it, so I can only come here to ask for help."

Lao Lu didn't say that, he gave Xiang Nuanyang a look and signaled her to ask. Xiang Nuanyang took out his notebook and asked again: "Then how did you think of finding Chunfeng Lane?"

"Oh, I don't often receive insulting calls. I was also in pain, so I asked the person who scolded me, why did this? The man said that I posted a small advertisement for insulting people at his doorstep, and if I don't scold me, who would I scold." The boss with a prominent lower eye bag seemed to be very troubled recently.

"Leader, I am in the building materials business. If I have business, I will send business cards. I have never even printed flyers, so it is even more impossible to post small advertisements in the corridor. I asked, and the person on the phone told me that I am in Chunfeng Lane, right? Look, the corridors are full of this kind of thing."

He found out the picture of his phone and handed it to Xiang Nuanyang, "Look at this black one."

Xiang Nuanyang took the phone and looked at it carefully. Sure enough, there were dense black advertisements, like psoriasis, falling on the already mottled wall.

"This looks like an advertisement?" Miss Xiang Nuanyang looked and was puzzled.

The man quickly enlarged the picture and pointed it to Xiang Nuanyang, "Look at the numbers and texts above."

Xiang Nuanyang stared at the screen carefully. Sure enough, the printed words on it were full of swearing words, and there was a string of phone numbers below, "Is this your phone?"

"Yes, it's my number. Who did you say I offend?" The man said in pain, "I'm just doing business and I don't know what's going on. I originally wanted to find the property to check the surveillance, but after I asked, I found out that your community doesn't even have property management, let alone the surveillance in the corridor."

Xiang Nuanyang looked at Lao Lu, wanting him to give him a solution, but Lao Lu seemed to be wandering and didn't know what he was thinking.

Xiang Nuanyang recorded the problem, thought for a while and said, "Let's do this, I'll check it for you, but you also know the problems in our community. I can only say that I can do my best and I can't guarantee that it will be completed smoothly. Do you think it's okay?"

The man kept nodding, and it seemed that he was "instantly sick and seeking medical treatment". "Thank you, as long as I can help me find out what the reason and who cheated me, I will be so grateful!"

"Leave me a phone number. If I have a definite news, I will contact you immediately." Xiang Nuanyang finished speaking, took the man's business card with both hands, then stood up and left.

Although Old Lu was wandering around, she still shouted loudly: "Uncle Lu, I'll go out and see what's going on in this small advertisement for psoriasis!"

Once Nuanyang is determined to do something, she will concentrate all her energy. She started to inspect from Building 1 and found a problem, which is to guard the unit door on the side of the road, which is relatively clean.

The more you go into the corridor, the more small advertisements there are, without exception, all of them are swearing and numbers. At first, she even tore it, but later she found that it was not clean at all.

"You must catch this person! Ask him why he did this!" she grumbled with gritted teeth.

Then, she recorded on the notes she carried with her: "The corridor advertisements are rampant, there is no surveillance, and there is a safety hazard."
Chapter completed!