Game of Destiny: This player is different

At the strong request of Mr. Lu, the short and pleasant visit to the hospital had to end hastily.

With a little regret, Qin Nuo sat on the electric tricycle and prepared to return.

After inserting the key, he suddenly exclaimed.

Then he looked back at the security booth and frowned:

"Old Wei, how can you drive someone else's car without permission? The shape of the seat cushion is different."

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

The old man Wei sitting inside snorted unhappily:

"It will take at least two hours to ride back to the city. If I don't help you fully charge it, do you want to push it back halfway?

I'm not happy to discharge the electricity now."

"I'm reminding you not to use public property for personal use.

The electricity bill is so expensive now, it's better to save money for the dean.

The car is out of power, I'll just find a kind person to use it for free later."

Qin Nuo seemed to remember something.

Pretending to search in the glove box of the tricycle, he actually took out a package from the backpack column.

Then he got out of the car and walked into the security booth, putting the things on the table.

"What is this?"

Old Wei, who was smoking, asked in confusion.

"A gift for you."

"Are you so kind?"

"You'll know after you open it."

Qin Nuo shrugged and replied.

The security booth was narrow, and it was too crowded for three people to stand on either side.

Old Wei not only set up a table, but also put a folding bed against the wall.

The mixed-haired dog named Xiaohua was quietly dozing at the foot of the bed.

"You sleep here at night?"

Qin Nuo looked around casually, his nose twitching.

The pungent second-hand smoke filled the room.

It was obviously not a good smoke.

"Anyway, there's no one at home, so I might as well sleep here at night, and I can also help watch the door.

Hiring an extra security guard will cost the dean an extra two thousand yuan, which is not worth it."

Old Wei said as he clumsily tore the package.

Seeing that he couldn't tear the tape off, he burned it with a cigarette butt.

Qin Nuo noticed that the words "soft gold butterfly" were clearly printed on the cigarette holder.

Three yuan a pack of red golden dragon soft gold butterfly...

His eyes moved slightly and turned to look at the other person's shoes.

I don't know how long I have worn the safety shoes, and the tongue has been torn.

The soles of the shoes were severely worn, and only a thin layer of leather was left.

"Oh, why did you buy a pillow? I have it.

Isn't this a waste of money."

Old man Wei took out the things in the package and shouted distressedly.

"Hehe, this is a plastic pillow made of buckwheat husk, stuffed with silkworm sand.

Putting it on the pillow at night helps improve sleep quality."

Qin Nuo retracted his gaze and adjusted his expression.

He began to introduce the benefits of pillows.

But after talking for a long time, Old man Wei didn't quite believe it.

Suspiciously rubbed the pillow surface, muttering to himself that a pillow is just a pillow, what's the difference.

Why not use the money to buy a few packs of cigarettes?

He took out a lighter and cigarettes from his pocket and prepared to light another one.

Qin Nuo saw this and quickly put out the cigarette.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Old Wei, you are almost sixty years old, can't you smoke less?"

Qin Nuo frowned: "Besides, there are only children here, and children of this age like to imitate adults the most.

Do you want them to learn to smoke at a young age?"

"Uh..."

Old man Wei opened his mouth and stammered.

I smoked secretly without being seen by the children.

I was quite lacking in confidence.

I guess the dean often scolded me.

Qin Nuo shook his head.

He knew that this was not a habit that could be changed in a short time.

He didn't talk about it any more.

He rubbed Xiaohua's dog head, said goodbye softly, and walked out of the security booth.

The sound of the electric car starting sounded.

"Let's go, Old Wei.

I'll come again next year, so don't retire too early.

Also remember to smoke less--"

Leaving this sentence in the distance, Qin Nuo turned the handle and drove towards the road.

"Who cares if you come.

I'm still strong, what's wrong with smoking?"

Old Wei muttered and took out another cigarette from his pocket.

Just about to light it.

Thinking about it, he put the lighter and cigarette back.

In the orphanage.

Old Lu watched the back of the tricycle gradually turn into a small black dot until it disappeared at the end of the cement road.

Just then he sighed and walked back to his office.

...

No words along the way.

After two hours of driving, Qin Nuo finally arrived in Dongcheng District.

After returning the tricycle, he was thinking about where to have dinner, and his cell phone rang.

Unlock, swipe the screen.

It turned out to be a message from Feng Shuangtian.

Nini is OK (Feng Shuangtian's nickname): "Teacher, have you watched the news? Something big happened in my school!!"

Something big?

What else could it be except Li Yujuan's murder?

As a direct participantQin Nuo, who was the victim, pretended to be unaware and typed back:

"What happened?"

Nini was very OK: "A teacher in my school was murdered last night!

The body was found in the alley this morning, the place where I saw the ghost last time.

Oh my God, I said hello to her last night.

I didn't expect her to die today. I heard that her head disappeared and there was only a headless body left at the scene!!"

She was very emotional.

She typed every sentence very quickly.

Qin Nuo: "How did you know?"

Nini is OK: "The school just issued a notice that classes will be suspended for a week.

I also heard about it from classmates who live nearby.

Many cars with special license plates are parked near the alley, and there are many people in black suits.

Teacher, do you think those people are the legendary special departments?

For example, Dragon Group, National Security?

And more.

Last night, even armed helicopters were dispatched at Putuo Road Snack Street, and hundreds of people were blocked by the police and not allowed to leave.

Teacher, do you think something big is going to happen in Xinghai?"

Qin Nuo replied with a "hi people confused" expression, and comforted:

"Don't think too much, these things are not what you and I should care about."

Then he changed the subject and asked if the fifth grade exercise papers sent recently had been completed?

Is there anything you don't understand?

The other party replied with an "alpaca eating grass" emoticon:

"Teacher, I just didn't study before, I'm not really stupid.

It's just the fifth grade of elementary school, it's no problem to bring me the sixth grade test paper!"

Then you are really great.

Qin Nuo smacked his lips and found that this girl is also a keyboard talker.

She is like a dull person in real life, but she speaks fluently on the Internet.

He sent the sixth grade elementary school exercise papers and tutoring materials prepared in advance.

The two ended the conversation hastily.

Qin Nuo switched accounts and logged into the Chaoxin account he used for daily social networking.

Okay.

I haven't checked it for a day, and there are 99+ messages in a row.

Most of them are sent by Chaoxin groups and some "friends" who are not close to each other.

Ignore unimportant spam messages.

The top of the screen shows.

I especially care about my friend-Fu Xiaodie, who sent a private message at 9 o'clock this morning.

"What does she want me to do?"

Qin Nuo scratched his head, and was about to click the avatar.

The familiar system prompt sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

[The task triggering conditions have been met]