In follow-up reports, the truth was another version.
Compared to when the Barren Mountain Old School still existed, the follow-up reports were more pertinent, and no one took sides. They seemed to just restore the original truth of the matter, but the details were ambiguous, except for the last sentence, which stated that the above content was purely fictional.
In the end, the newspapers conspired about the school and the construction site contractor, as well as the family members of the deceased. What was said was equivalent to not being said. Anyway, the parties involved were gone, so you could talk about it casually. As for the final fire, it was also classified as an accident.
It was an accident, but no one in the school escaped. This is wrong in itself.
They only said that the incident was strange and was blocked by the local police for investigation.
There is only so much content that newspapers express, but some of them have a somewhat consistent meaning. After comparing multiple newspapers, the little old lady quickly picked them out.
First of all, the autopsy of the deceased found that alcohol was indeed present in the body, confirming that he had drunk alcohol before his death.
The family members learned from the workers who were at the scene for the first time that the deceased did not die immediately because he fell from a height.
The workers notified the foreman, who drove them away when he arrived. He heard that he contacted the school, and the leaders of the lower school contacted the leaders of the upper school. They kept in touch for a long time, and the last few people came with the school doctor.
Some workers said that the person was still alive when the school doctor came. They saw the school doctor treating the deceased's injuries from a distance. They also saw that the school doctor was very angry and started arguing with the school director and the contractor, but they were far away. , I can’t hear the specific reason.
Later, the senior leaders of Huangshan Old School came over, and the school doctor was taken back by the school people. Later, they were completely prevented from seeing him. The workers didn't know what happened, but they knew that the family members of the deceased were called in the evening. .
Moreover, based on the complaint from the deceased's family reported in the first article, the reporter found the co-worker who had dinner with the deceased at noon. The co-worker said that the deceased did not drink at all during lunch and started working after the meal.
Coupled with the introduction of the Barren Mountain Old School in the dungeon on the personal panel, the first half of the story is basically clear. This should be the limit of the information the principal's office can provide.
Dahuai sat on a sofa footstool that was taken out nearby, with his legs crossed and his mung-bean eyes staring straight at the little old lady brainstorming. While watching, she was eating brain seeds.
Kaba…
Kaba…
Kaba…
Little old lady: "..."
"You eat deliciously?"
Dahuai smiled, took out a handful of sunflower seeds from the tree hole, and handed it to the little old lady.
"It's matcha flavored. I don't think this is just for you. I have nothing to do, so I just want to give you some fun."
That's what he said with confidence.
The little old lady took the melon seeds handed over by the big Sophora japonica and kaba ka ba kaba with the big Sophora japonica.
Looking at the thinking little old lady, Da Huai asked the gossip he wanted to know.
"Sister, have you figured it out? Tell me if you have figured it out."
The little old lady shook her head and nodded again.
"I'm not sure. I have a rough guess. What do you think?"
Big Sophora Mung Bean's eyes widened.
"What are you asking me for? I have no brains."
Really, what did the eldest sister think, she actually let it use her brain? It’s so hard to think about it!
It has a big sister, why do you have to use your brain? How tiring~
As he said that, he pushed the chair back and kept a distance from the little old lady.
The little old lady had black lines all over her head.
He hit Dahuai with the melon seed peel in his hand and glared at it.
"Okay, there is not enough information. Keep collecting. There is probably not much information from the teachers. We have to start with the students and leaders."
He stood up and kicked the stool under Dahuai's butt.
"These things from the principal's office are useless. You can handle them while I leave first."
After saying that, he opened the door and walked out of the storage room.
Because she was taking stock of things in the principal's office, the students had already started class when the little old lady came out of the storage room.
The little old lady frowned slightly.
Oops, she forgot what class she was in. Could it be Chinese?
I walked quickly to Class 2 and Class 3, looked in through the small window on the back door, and saw that a teacher was already in class.
The little old lady felt relieved and decided to take a walk.
Dahuai, who followed the little old lady out of the storage room, looked around and began to take out things from the hole in his tree.
Just like this, I took out the small terracotta warriors and horses.
"Wucao! We are finally released!"
The little pottery figurines howled with excitement.
The big locust tree covered the back of the head of the little pottery figurine of the general, and he was slapped.
"Shut up!"
Being suppressed by Da Huai's force, the little pottery figurines instantly remembered the fear of being dominated by Da Huai's force. The general and the little pottery figurines gave an order, and the little pottery figurines and terracotta warriors immediately lined up and stood in line, with uniform voices.
"I've seen Mr. Huai!"
This is the name requested by Dahuai. Dahuai thinks this is cool and particularly domineering.
Its ultimate goal at this stage is to raise the eldest sister into the most exquisite canary.
Girls should be pampered, beaten and killed. Having a few of their brothers will make them scary.
He looked at the small pottery figurine of the general and the soldiers behind him with satisfaction.
"Give me some work first."
After finishing speaking, he took out a paint brush or something from the tree hole and pointed at the furniture and ornaments in the scary principal's office in front of him.
"Add more processing, change the color and version, there are no other requirements, just high-end atmosphere and class, and sell at a high price."
The little pottery figurines rolled up their sleeves and worked harder. After a while, under the leadership of Da Huai, they finished the work.
The branches of the big locust tree swayed, and when the ghost power blew, everything was dried in the shade, carrying the fragrance of ghost power, which is a smell that horror people like.
After putting away everything, Dahuai got down to business.
"Assign a task to you. This dungeon is inconvenient for Sister to move around. At this time, it's time to need you. The scouts are out!"
A group of small pottery figurines stepped out in unison.
Dahuai began to assign tasks, and while ensuring his own safety, he explored the places where the entire Barren Mountain Old School could go, and collected information for the little old lady.
After telling the little pottery figurines what it knew, it ignored them and quickly headed towards the top-level logistics office.
It was in Huang Qi's pocket at the time. When he first saw Logistics Director Tan, he felt that he was kind-hearted.
Dodging left and right, Da Huai relied on his petite and exquisite body to nimbly shuttle through the teaching building. He accurately arrived at the top floor and found the office of the logistics director Lao Tan.
At this time, Lao Tan was worrying about how to refill the office of the scary principal.
The principal has too many things to do!
If you want to redo your office, it should be similar to the original layout, preferably exactly the same.
Damn the exact same thing!
I don’t even think about it. Most of the things in his office are no longer produced. They are all orphans given by parents. This is just one of them.
The most important thing is that the logistics have to pay for it!
Why should the school pay for the mess he created?
The most important thing is that this money is not for him, Lao Tanhua, so he can't fool him.
My heart hurts, my head hurts, my butt hurts, everything hurts...
Oops~
oops……
My head hurts~
