This report was only reported in the local newspaper, and Mo Zhenzhen suddenly realized that this should be the local police station.
She read both sides of the report carefully, and her eyes finally fell on the name of the reporter who reported the information - Chen Jiamei.
beautiful?
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Mo Zhenzhen ate this meal for almost an hour. She barely finished the noodles, only a few chopsticks of fish, and a large bowl of cucumbers.
When paying the bill, the aunt was very enthusiastic. Without Mo Zhenzhen's words, she took out a plastic bag and packed up all the food that Mo Zhenzhen had not finished.
Carrying the plastic bag, Mo Zhenzhen walked around the neighborhood with a parasol. She didn't see the newsstand that the aunt mentioned, but only saw a scrap collection station nearby.
Mo Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment, and then walked in.
This scrap collection depot should have been converted from a residential building. It is not large inside and has a lot of debris accumulated. An old man is busy inside. Because of his age, his movements are not smooth.
He didn't notice Mo Zhenzhen standing at the door for a long time, and was preoccupied with collecting the piles of newspapers scattered on the floor.
"Old man, can you show me these newspapers?"
Mo Zhenzhen's sudden voice caught the old man's attention. He held his waist and slowly straightened up, looking at Mo Zhenzhen with confusion in his eyes.
"Daughter, what did you say?"
The old man's ears were not very good, so he couldn't hear Mo Zhenzhen's voice clearly.
Then Mo Zhenzhen said it again.
The old man didn't refuse, he nodded and stepped aside, indicating that Mo Zhenzhen could look at it by herself.
The old man has all old newspapers here. He was lucky enough to collect this batch from a certain unit. The newspapers span just over a month.
Mo Zhenzhen put the packed food she was carrying in the corner beside her, then squatted down and rummaged around.
There is no need to search carefully, these newspapers are accumulated day by day, so the time is right.
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Mo Zhenzhen stayed with the old man until sunset. She didn't read the old man's newspaper in vain. She left twenty yuan before leaving. The old man seemed a little embarrassed when he saw the money, but he accepted it in the end.
When she left, Mo Zhenzhen didn't take anything with her, not the newspaper, not the bag of packed food.
She was thinking about things along the way.
According to the timeline, Mo Zhenzhen sorted out the information she obtained today.
First of all, this city has not been very nice for more than a month.
There have been a lot of events this month. Several rabies patients suddenly appeared, and armed police were dispatched to arrest them.
The city issued an order to capture wild cats and dogs more than half a month ago. This order is still in effect, and the wild cats and dogs in the city have become extinct.
There have been many vicious attacks on blood donation vehicles in the city, with medical staff injured and the fresh blood in the blood donation vehicles destroyed.
A large hospital in the city was ordered to make rectifications. It is said that serious fire protection problems occurred and it has been closed until now, affecting the people in the city's medical treatment...
There are many such things. This month, the city issued many policies and orders, which may seem unrelated, but the fact that so many orders were issued in one month that are still in use today is a connection in itself.
Again, this is unreasonable.
It's not that there's anything unreasonable about these orders, it's just that this cover-up technique makes people feel unreasonable.
As a government agency that manages a city, it would not issue such mandatory orders continuously and intensively under normal circumstances.
With this continuous and intensive way of issuing orders, all Mo Zhenzhen could think of was an emergency, a crisis that needed to be controlled urgently.
But the reports in the newspapers were relaxed, and the city gave Mo Zhenzhen a calm feeling, not like something big had happened.
If it weren't for the sudden seizure of the city's managers, Mo Zhenzhen could only think of one explanation, and that was that the crisis was suppressed under the wind and waves, and someone deliberately maintained the current situation.
The more carefully she checked, the more Mo Zhenzhen felt that things were not simple.
It seemed that some kind of crisis had silently enveloped the city. Some people were aware of it and quickly began to suppress it. However, judging from the information reported in the newspapers, this crisis has not been resolved.
If it weren't for the fact that the player couldn't leave the mission location, Mo Zhenzhen would have wanted to take a car and run away overnight.
This is not Hongzao Village. This is a city with a population of more than 200,000. The security force here is complete and the forces from all walks of life are gathered together. Can such a big city not be able to suppress a problem? Is this a small matter?
Moreover, what worries Mo Zhenzhen the most is that not all newspapers have reported these things. If there is only one newspaper that reports the most comprehensive reports, and these reports occupy a very small half, it seems to be mentioned so casually.
One thing in general.
Moreover, the editors and reporters of these reports are all the same person - Chen Jiamei.
She wanted to leave, but she had no choice. She was a player, and even if she knew there was something big involved, she could only stay and stay.
Mo Zhenzhen felt a little unhappy, but she didn't forget to go to the grain and oil store when she got home. She bought 500 jins of rice, 200 jins of flour, and 20 barrels of oil.
Because the quantity is large, the guy who sells grain and oil is willing to deliver it to your door.
Then she went to the vegetable market and bought fifty catties of eggs, fifty salted duck eggs, five catties of white sugar, five catties of rock sugar and some salt.
If it weren't for the fact that sugar is a limited purchase item and you can't buy more, Mo Zhenzhen really wanted to buy a hundred kilograms of it and hoard it.
The boy from the grain and oil store also helped her bring these things upstairs. It was almost dark when she came home. After sending the enthusiastic boy away, Mo Zhenzhen walked around the house as usual to make sure there was no one else in the house.
Finally, he rolled up his sleeves and started working.
She needs to bake more preventable sugar cakes. No matter whether a crisis breaks out in the city or whether these cakes can be used later, it is always better to prepare early.
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While Mo Zhenzhen was preparing supplies at home, An Gonghui was cleaning up the room in 3-1 of Building 25.
An Qiaozhen was not idle either. She was cleaning up the kitchen, and while she was cleaning up, she was talking to An Gonghui about Mo Zhenzhen.
"I don't know what's going on with the beautiful young lady now. Has she found a place to live? Will she be sleeping outside in the open air... Ouch! I feel so sad when I think of the young lady wandering around like a cat!"
An Qiaoxuan covered her chest as she spoke, her round face wrinkled into a ball. It was obvious that she was really distressed.
An Gonghui, who was mopping the floor, remained silent and just gave her a blank glance.
At this moment, An Qiao got angry when he saw An Gonghui dazzled in front of him, and opened his mouth to criticize him.
"It's all you. You're so smart, why don't you help me find a girl? You still insist on taking me to live in a 'haunted house'!"
An Gonghui still didn't say anything. An Qiaoxuan became more and more angry as he thought about it, and the steel wire ball in his hand flew directly towards him.
An Gonghui looked like he had eyes on the back of his head. The steel wire ball was thrown towards him, and he subconsciously dodged it, but even if he didn't avoid it, he was still hit in the back by the steel wire ball stained with dish soap.
He looked back at the foam-stained patch on his clothes, and didn't care. He silently picked up the steel ball that fell on the ground, and then explained it to An Qiao.
"She's not as useless as you think." The first time you entered the world inside the door, you got two identity cards. Any old man with some mission experience can understand what this means.
This means that a player has killed the BOSS alone in the world inside the door!
Therefore, An Gonghui felt that there was no need to go out of his way to find the other person. He might be even more powerful than the two siblings.
An Qiaozun was unhappy when he heard An Gonghui's words and retorted with his hands on his hips.
"What's wrong with this young lady? If she's so great, she doesn't need anyone to protect her. If she's great, she won't meet bad people. If she's great, can she make money out of thin air? She met the composite world the second time she went on a mission.
I don’t know where she is now or if she will encounter any trouble."
The more An Qiaozun talked, the more worried he became, but An Gonghui felt that An Qiaozun was unfounded.
He threw the steel wool ball back and continued mopping the floor while talking.
"Instead of worrying about her, it's better to prepare the food quickly. For safety reasons, we have to prepare ten days' worth of food at once this time."
An Qiao curled her lips and looked at the flour bag at her feet, still dissatisfied.
"How can this amount be enough for ten days?"
This point? How come fifty pounds of flour is not enough for them to feed them for ten days?
An Gonghui was busy cleaning and ignored her, while An Qiaozhen was thinking to herself, still worried about her beautiful young lady.