It stands to reason that by being able to build such a garbage disposal station, the government has done a great thing for the people. At first, everyone applauded its appearance. But for some unknown reason, something strange happened to the garbage disposal station in the second year after it was put into operation. Almost every three months, a pungent fishy smell will fill the station at 13:00 noon.
As this fishy smell spreads, people nearby who smell it are bound to have all kinds of unimaginable accidents, such as a passing electric car hitting a pedestrian, nearby dining guests starting to vomit inexplicably, and nearby elderly people suffering from skin allergies. can not sleep. Anyway, unexpected situations are all kinds of weird, and the garbage disposal station has taken every means to control and inspect the equipment, but it still can't eliminate this strange sour smell that appears inexplicably.
People heard that the garbage disposal station also hired relevant experts to conduct tests and inspections at the station. The experts unanimously concluded that there was a problem with a key step of this new technology. However, due to the unfortunate death of the technical inventor, experts cannot find the crux and cannot draw a final conclusion for the time being.
In other words, the investigation and research on garbage disposal stations are still ongoing. This sour smell cannot be eliminated in a short period of time. Due to the urgent need of surrounding residents to dispose of domestic waste, the garbage disposal station cannot be closed. Therefore, whenever this weird smell appears in the station, people who know about it will avoid being accidentally hurt.
"Do you think there was something wrong with the sour smell? We had an accident after we smelled it?" someone in the office asked.
A technical backbone of the company shook his head and said: "Didn't you watch TV? Experts have refuted the rumors a long time ago, saying that the sour smell is harmless to the human body!"
"I heard that the problem occurred at the garbage station less than a month after the inventor of that technology died in an accident. Maybe there is something fishy here, maybe the inventor's death was strange!" Another said The eldest brother rubbed Rou's sleepy eyes and said.
"What's the matter? Hurry up and get ready for work. It's already half past one. It's time for the boss to come over for a meeting!"
"Yeah, hurry up and pack up and get ready for work!"
As they spoke, everyone began to pack up their nap equipment, including Zhang Xianxian, who had been silent. But no one in the office knew that the accidental inventor they were talking about was Xie Qiu, who almost became her husband.
When he was alive, the relationship between the two was very good. Every time it was his birthday, Xie Qiu carefully arranged and prepared surprises for Zhang Xianxian. Unfortunately, since her last birthday, Xie Qiu can no longer attend. Thinking of the past noon, when she called him to act coquettishly, those little things she took for granted turned out to be so happy.
"Oh, who ordered takeout and put it in front of the coffee machine? It smells so good, and it's full of a big box of sweet and sour pork ribs. Who didn't eat their lunch??" a colleague suddenly shouted.
"My, my, I forgot to put it in the refrigerator. My mother made it by herself. Come and try it!" Another colleague replied as if he suddenly understood.
Sweet and sour pork ribs, the four words instantly pierced Zhang Xianxian's heart like a sharp knife. She remembered that a colleague had just mentioned that there was something fishy about Xie Qiu's death, and then she thought that on the day of Xie Qiu's accident, she was going to make sweet and sour pork ribs.
If she hadn't asked him to buy ingredients at the city's most upscale "Maoyuan Supermarket" not far from the school that day, would he not have had an accident? It was Zhang Xianxian's suggestion that Xie Qiu go to Maoyuan Supermarket, and it was also her request to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. In other words, Xie Qiu's death was her own fault.
This sudden thought put Zhang Xianxian on the verge of chaos and collapse. Self-blame, regret, and anger were all intertwined into a monster that was about to tear her into pieces. In this state, she really didn't have the energy to say another word or concentrate on doing anything.
The colleague at the next table noticed something strange about Zhang Xianxian and quietly informed the supervisor, Manager Bai, who then appeared in the office.
He said to her arrogantly: "Zhang Xianxian, please hand over the work now, go back and take a break without pay!"
"Okay!" This time, her reaction was surprisingly calm, which exceeded many people's expectations.
Zhang Xianxian packed up his things silently and left the company. He didn't know if this was considered a dismissal.
To be honest, when the thing she had been afraid of actually happened, she felt that there was nothing scary about it, but she no longer had to live in fear. However, she no longer has the energy to think about anything, such as how to make money, let alone go to the hospital to take care of her father.
She returned home in despair, tightened the curtains, got into bed and curled up into a small ball. At this time, sadness and despair hit her overwhelmingly. Unfortunately, she wanted to cry but found that she couldn't shed tears.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Xianxian, who was in a daze and seemed to be sleeping, was suddenly awakened by his cell phone that kept vibrating. She was worried that her father in the hospital had an emergency, so she hurriedly opened her phone and found four MMS messages from unfamiliar numbers.
Zhang Xianxian hesitated for a moment, then clicked on these MMS messages. Their contents shocked her: "Xie Qiu's death was a murder!" "The car accident was a murder!" "Xie Qiu was a murder!" "The car accident was a murder!" A murder!"
My hand holding the phone trembled violently. I frantically tapped the sender's number, copied and pasted it, and then searched WeChat. After some searching, a WeChat account popped up on the WeChat page, with a strange photo as its avatar.
The person in the photo is in the dark, and he can be vaguely seen wearing a black mask, black hat, and black sunglasses. The whole picture is like looking at a huge cartoon crow. The picture quality is so poor that it is impossible to tell whether the head is male or female.
Zhang Xianxian checked it carefully and found that the WeChat ID of this avatar was a string of garbled characters, with only the word "crow" in the nickname. The remaining parts, such as region, signature file, background image, etc., are all blank.
"Who are you? I'm Xie Qiu's girlfriend." She became confused, and finally hesitantly sent a friend request. Then, in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xianxian was verified by the other party.
"Who are you? Why do you say Xie Qiu's accident was murder?"
She suppressed the huge questions in her heart and tried to ask for more clues related to Xie Qiu's accident.
"Click on this video, Xie Qiu is committing murder!" The other party replied in seconds with a message that made her heart pound.
“Could a video link go viral?”
This was her first reaction when she saw the reply, but before Zhang Xianxian could react, the other party sent her a video. Moreover, the video changed to full screen before she clicked it.
