Li Ang was startled and hurriedly answered the phone.

"What are you doing?"

Li Ang's eyes widened for a moment. He picked up the call without looking at the number. He originally thought it was a call from a businessman, but the slightly playful voice made Li Ang's heartache surge into his heart, reaching his nose.

.

"No...eat!"

"You cried!"

Li Ang's eyes widened for a moment, and tears slipped out of his eyes unconsciously.

"It's really useless!"

Li Ang was speechless, with sobs in his throat. Many times, Li Ang thought of Niya. She, a little girl who looked weak and beautiful, was far stronger than all of them. Li Ang had also thought about Niya's problem.

She may have to bear much more than herself.

"I'm coming to see you in a few days, and you take me to play. We agreed, and that's it. And...you idiot, how dare you drop out of school without telling me anything, bastard,

Scumbag!"

The phone was hung up. Li Ang's originally dazed eyes became brighter, and a force surged up from somewhere in his body. He quickly wiped away his tears, washed his face, and gritted his teeth.

Fist, turned around and quickly returned to the winery.

Li Ang didn't tell Niya about dropping out of school, but he didn't come after returning from a vacation. He originally thought that Niya would call him, but she didn't call and didn't call until now. Li Ang was a little surprised.

"Dad, go and rest. I'll come here. Your legs are not fully healed yet."

After Li Ang entered, Li Qin, who was adjusting some values ​​in front of a light and shadow screen, smiled and nodded reassuringly.

"Xiao Ang, I originally thought you wouldn't be able to bear it. I'm sorry, I..."

"Dad, what are you talking about? It's no big deal. When I grow older and have more strength, everything will go smoothly."

Li Qin nodded and did not intend to continue the stalemate. There was a burning pain at the cross section of his leg.

"By the way, Dad, one of my classmates is coming over to play with me in a few days."

Li Qin was a little surprised, smiled and nodded.

1 p.m. sharp

Osman and Zijuan stepped into the gate of All-Field Academy together. This was a school originally opened by the gods to accept the second generation of the family. It was closed for more than 20 years and then opened again. The houses inside were already old.

It's old. Although most of the facilities have been replaced, the place gives people a sense of age.

"Previously, the president said that Mrs. Angus is a student in this school."

Osman hummed and looked at the door of a five-story teaching building. King Xue was wearing a black fleece sweater and a pair of tight black pants. He looked completely different from the past.

"What a surprise. You look quite handsome in casual clothes."

Zi Juan walked over and said, King Xue smiled and adjusted his glasses.

"Tea and snacks are ready. Today's short speech was quite successful. Congratulations to both of you!"

As King Xue said, Zijuan nodded and walked over directly, slapping King Xue on the back.

"You should just marry Whit as soon as possible."

King Xue was silent for a while.

"She should be very angry. Can we not talk about this matter? Zijuan."

Zijuan looked like she was going to chatter endlessly, but Osman grabbed her.

A few minutes later, the three of them arrived at a classroom on the first floor. King Xue sat on the teaching platform, while Zijuan and Osman found tables and chairs to sit down casually.

The three of them directly used telekinesis to bring tea and snacks to themselves.

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As King Xue said, Zijuan frowned slightly.

"You guys are still the same as before, you know everything."

King Xue smiled gently.

"The rights wing has collapsed with the dissolution of the past national committees, so what choice will they make?"

Osman put his head on his head with his upset hands, leaned directly on the desk behind him, and raised his feet to the back of a chair beside him.

"What should I do?"

King Xue took off his glasses and laughed helplessly.

"When the construction of the city deepens, the combination of the aristocratic businessmen faction will basically crush the poor faction, and the poor faction should be trying their best to gain some benefits during this period."

Zijuan took a sip of tea and nodded.

"The president should have thought of this, but she still handed over the task of maintaining security at the construction site to Section 3. It's really a dilemma."

"After all, you have no choice, so I suggest cutting wages!"

Osman and Zijuan looked at King Xue in shock at the same time.

"I don't mean to ask you to make cuts directly. You can draw up an assessment form within the department. If certain things are not done well, you can directly deduct wages, and then reward part of the deducted wages to department members who do well."

"It seems possible, but it's just the time of year..."

Zi Juan fell silent, and King Xue said with a smile.

"It is precisely because of this season that you should pay more attention. There will be more and more people taking advantage of loopholes. The surveillance network in the city can only rely on the poles on the main streets for surveillance. After all, those

Most things at the construction site need to be modified, and monitoring is no exception."

Osman fell into deep thought, and King Xue knew very well that the problems in the three subjects were far more serious than those in the other subjects.

Because some things that are done in secret are difficult to detect, and even if some things are detected, it is difficult to completely cure them. In recent years, many criminals have escaped into the barrier area, and they all left through the four guard stations.

Section 3 is a seriously marginalized subject. They live in the outermost circle of the city. The boring and boring life in the subject is what many people in Section 3 need to face at present. External dispatch plus current urban construction, how much is it?

Let the 3 subjects have some effect.

"One more thing I hope you two will pay attention to is the problem of the barrier area. There are still criminals operating in the barrier area. You have cleaned it regularly several times before, but the effect was not ideal. Use this as a starting point and start to let other departments

Help with some work. If you want to continue, the only way is to convince the people in the city that those criminals will cause harm to the city, so they need to be cleaned up and arrested regularly."

Zijuan chuckled and immediately understood what King Xue meant.

"Sure enough, you have such a stone head, this is what we have to do."

"That's all it can do!"

As Osman said, King Xue stood up.

"Let's go. I'll take you and your wife to visit the school. If you have children in the future, you can send them here and let me teach them."

Osman smiled helplessly.

2pm

The climate in the city, which was supposed to be relatively hot, started to become warm at the end of last year, and the temperature dropped. Only the hour from 3 to 4 o'clock was still very hot.

But many people still don't feel much. Although the temperature has dropped numerically, many people still feel that the heat is unbearable.

On the top floor of District 43 Hospital on the middle floor, a helicopter with the logo of Department 2 landed. Mo Xiaolan ran down with frightened eyes, and Rowan next to him immediately comforted him.

"It's fine!"

Mo Xiaolan ran silently without saying a word, and soon the two of them arrived at a ward on the 23rd floor. Mo Xiaolan's eyes widened.

"Mom, my dad......"

Mo Yingying shook her head. When she raised her head, her eyes were already red and her cheeks were covered with tears.

"impossible!"

Mo Xiaolan screamed and ran quickly to the door of the ward. For a moment, she froze and stood at the door of the ward in a daze.

On a bed in the ward, the doctors were packing away the equipment, and there was a person lying on the bed, which had been covered with a white cloth.

Mo Xiaolan walked over step by step and stood quietly in front of the hospital bed with a blank look in his eyes.

Luo Wen wanted to go in, but was stopped by Mo Yingying. She shook her head. Her husband suddenly fainted in the office early this morning. He was already dead when he was sent to him. Rescue was ineffective, and Mo Yingying gave Mo Xiao

I called many times to no avail.

Luo Wen sat aside and squatted on the ground with a solemn expression. Mo Xiaolan's cries were heard in the ward.

"Aunt, I'm sorry, I just found her now."

Mo Yingying shook her head.

It took a while for Mo Xiaolan to calm down, but he was still sobbing as he looked at a death diagnosis report given by the hospital, stating that he died suddenly of myocardial arrest caused by overexertion.

"It's impossible. My dad exercises well every day. It's absolutely impossible!"

Mo Xiaolan stood up and took out the phone. Mo Yingying ran in and wanted to stop her daughter, because in the past two years, her husband had indeed stayed up late every night to make overall planning for the construction, and he was really too tired.

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