A few people found a place nearby to rest for the night, and suddenly a guest came to visit at noon the next day.
Wang Shushan opened his mouth to explain.
"It's the principal of the school last night."
"In order to avoid people not believing our identity, I asked the capital city to notify us on my behalf."
In this kind of official official occasion, Hua Jiunan naturally wouldn't say much, and everything was focused on Wang Shushan.
Hearing that the feng shui of his school had been deliberately destroyed, the gray-haired principal was extremely shocked.
"How...how could this happen?!"
"In order to provide students with a better learning environment, I did accept investment and transformation from Japan, but I really didn't know that they had other purposes!"
Having said this, the old principal's face was filled with regret.
"'To be courteous for nothing is to be either a traitor or a thief'. How could you forget such a simple truth... It's all my fault!"
"I will go back and admit my mistake to the organization right now, and I am willing to take all responsibilities...but the sinister intentions of the Japanese pirates must be exposed!"
Looking at the old principal's back full of vicissitudes of life, Wang Shushan and Hua Jiunan couldn't bear it.
But making a mistake is making a mistake, whether intentional or not, the outcome cannot be changed...
Despite this, Wang Shushan hesitated for a moment and then chased after him.
He handed his cell phone number into the hands of the old principal.
"Old sir, if you need anything, you can call me. I can prove that you were just deceived. It was not intentional."
The old principal was obviously immersed in regret and did not think of making excuses or reasons to evade responsibility.
He just mechanically took the note with the number on it and didn't say a word.
The more he behaves like this, the more hatred Hua Jiunan and others have towards Japan: endless heads of thieves!
After a moment of silence, Chen Daji, who couldn't sit still, said to Wang Shushan.
"Brother Shan, it turns out you can also use a mobile phone."
Wang Shushan, who was "deeply trapped" in the hatred of his country and his family, was stunned and answered subconsciously.
"Yes, how could it not be?"
"It's just that the signal is often not good, and you have to fly to high places to make calls..."
While he was talking, Wang Shushan's phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar local number.
"Hey, who are you? Can you hear me clearly?!"
"What? Can't hear you?!"
Then, Wang Shushan subconsciously used the secret flying technique unique to Confucianism: There is a road in Shushan.
The whole person floated into the air little by little.
In the blink of an eye, it was like an unstretched balloon, clinging to the roof...
Looking at this familiar scene in front of him, Chen Daji murmured to himself.
"It turns out that this is how gods make phone calls..."
After answering the phone, Wang Shushan subconsciously drifted back to his seat.
"Junior Brother Jiu Nan, this is the old gentleman's phone number just now."
"But I'm not asking my brother to testify and reduce his responsibility. Instead, he told me that in the village behind the school mountain, strange things have happened frequently in recent times, and many people have died."
"Please let's go and see if it has something to do with Japan."
When he heard that Japanese pirates were harming people again, Chen Daji immediately became furious.
"Damn it, are you bullying our family for not having enough money?! Come on, go over and take a look now!"
"Catch one and let Xin Da Nao take one away. Let's see if those scoundrels dare to come again in the future!"
Hua Jiunan is cautious in everything he does.
If they went there as ordinary people, many things would be inconvenient to investigate. The people of China are still very wary of outsiders.
It is best to go to the police station in your jurisdiction first to understand the general process of the matter.
Wang Shushan is not only the honorary vice president of the Confucius Institute, but also serves in our special department in China.
After contacting the local public security department, I got a response quickly.
About half an hour later, I heard a siren coming from downstairs.
This scene shocked some people staying in the hotel:
Chen Daji, who was lying by the window, saw many disheveled men and women leaving in a hurry.
"Hahaha! Ba Ye, Ba Ye, look, these silvers must be from those who broke the shoes!"
The honest and humble Changchong is not as gossipy as Mr. Chen, and is not interested in things between men and women.
Just hearing the word "broken shoes" makes me think of "little broken shoes"...embroidered shoes...little white shoes.
Chang Baye, who was nostalgic for the past, muttered to himself subconsciously.
"I don't know what happened to Tengu God and Xiaobai..."
A moment later, there was a knock on the door.
Three police officers holding briefcases arrived at the door of the room where Hua Jiunan and others were staying.
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