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Speaking of Chixin City, not many people know about it.

But if you talk about Chixin rice, it is well-known far and wide.

Due to the soil and climate, as well as the proper protection of the natural environment (in fact, there is no factory), the rice in Chixin City is not only very delicious, but also attractive in color.

However, in this rice field that will be planted in a few days...

"Director Wang, the preliminary judgment is that the cause of death is poisoning." A policeman said after examining the body: "The deceased's posture is quite strange. According to the people around him, this is a ghost..."

"Yeah." Director Wang nodded. Of course, he didn't really believe in ghost possession. If someone died, it must be someone who did it if it wasn't suicide: "Have you checked those bottles and jars?"

"Nothing can be seen on the surface. It has been sent back to the laboratory for examination." The police nodded.

"Did anyone see when he came?" Director Wang asked while looking at the deceased.

A pretty solid man, well dressed, in a suit and tie, like a successful person.

"No, but someone said that they saw ghost lights nearby after the work."

"What ghost lights?" Director Wang shook his head disdainfully and pointed at the person on the ground: "Eighty percent of the time he made the fire."

"Yeah." The policeman also thought so about this: "The time was 10:30 at night, which means he should have come before 10:30."

"10:30?" Director Wang thought for a while and continued to ask: "Are there any surveillance cameras nearby?"

"No," the policeman shook his head with a wry smile: "In this vast wasteland, not to mention that no one is willing to install surveillance, even if someone wants to install it, there is no place to install it."

"Really." Director Wang raised his head and looked around. There were only rice fields and no place to set up surveillance.

"Start with interpersonal relationships." Director Wang thought for a while and continued: "By the way, ask Dong Peng and Xue Mo."

"Yes." Now asking Dong Peng and Xue Mo seems to have become a necessary procedure. The policeman didn't ask more questions and nodded and agreed directly.

…

"Teacher Xuemo." An old man sat opposite Xuemo cheerfully and pointed at the rice on Xuemo's plate: "Teacher Xue eats this?"

"Don't everyone eat this?" Xuemo raised his eyebrows and immediately felt that something was wrong. The person in front of him was none other than the library administrator!

"That's different." The old man shook his head quickly: "Look at the teachers over there, they all eat with chili sauce!"

"I don't eat spicy food." Xuemo shook his head and continued to eat the food on the plate.

"Then look over there." The old man pointed to the other side again: "Those Shanxi teachers all eat with vinegar!"

"I... I can't drink it." Xuemo looked at the teachers in the distance who filled their plates with vinegar. That's not mixing vinegar, that's rice soaked in vinegar!

"Then look at me." The old man said, and mysteriously took out an iron box from his bag. It was the kind of metal lunch box from the 1980s and 1990s. Xuemo still doesn't know whether it is made of aluminum or iron.

"Hmm?" Xue Mo looked at the old man and subconsciously leaned to the side: "Uncle, it's not stinky tofu, right?"

"No!" The old man raised his hand: "Can I bring stinky tofu? It's chicken legs! Braised!"

"Oh, that's good." Xue Mo nodded, sat up straight and continued to eat.

"Hey!" The old man opened the lid of the lunch box: "Tsk tsk tsk!"

The old man was tsk tsk while watching Xue Mo's reaction, but would Xue Mo respond to him? No!

As a qualified author, even if the people next to him are eating a full banquet, Xue Mo can eat the instant noodles in the bowl safely!

"Oh! This smells good!" The old man said happily again.

"Hmm." Xue Mo nodded, which was considered a response.

"Teacher Xue." The old man came up with a lunch box: "The food in the school cafeteria is not delicious, right?"

"It's delicious." Xue Mo nodded: "The potato chips are fried very well, and the heat is just right, not too soft, nor too dry."

"Nonsense." The old man looked at the potato chips in Xue Mo's bowl: "I have eaten the food here for several years, and the potato chips are just like those soaked in soy sauce. How can they be delicious? Can they be as delicious as my chicken legs?"

"No, no." Xue Mo shook his head and ignored the old man.

"Hey!" Seeing that Xue Mo was not taking the bait, the old man chuckled and continued to talk to himself: "Actually, this chicken leg is not delicious. I am tired of eating it every day. But, this is made by my daughter early in the morning. It would be a waste of her kindness to throw it away!"

"It's okay. She doesn't know anyway." Xue Mo still had rice in his mouth and said unclearly: "Just say you have eaten it when you go back."

"That won't work!" The old man was unhappy: "That's not a lie. What's more, what should I say if she asks me if it tastes good?"

"Just say there is no salt." Xue Mo didn't even raise his head and tried hard to put the rice into his mouth.

"Hey! Teacher Xuemo!" The old man slapped his thigh as if he didn't hear anything: "Your bowl is definitely not enough! How about this, you help me finish these two chicken legs!"

"I'm full!" Xuemo finished the last of the rice in a few bites: "Uncle, take your time, I'm leaving first, I guess someone will look for me later!"

"Hey!" The old man was about to call Xuemo, but when he looked up, he found that he had disappeared without a trace: "If you don't want to eat, just say so! If you don't want to eat, I'll eat it!"

After saying that, the old man bit the chicken leg fiercely.

"Delicious!"

"Huh? Wait, there really isn't any salt!"

…

"Hello, you two, who are you looking for?" When the security guard at the door saw the two policemen approaching, he quickly put down the teapot and greeted them enthusiastically.

"Is Xue Mo here?" A policeman took out his police ID and handed it to the security guard.

"Xuemo, let me ask." The security guard symbolically took the police card, looked at it, and quickly returned it to the policeman.

"Okay, please help me take a look." The policeman took the police card and said casually.

"Here we are, in the teaching building in the middle." Within two minutes, the security guard checked the schedule of Xue Mo from the schedule: "The office is on the fourth floor. Go upstairs and turn right to the psychological consultation room."

"Okay, thank you." The policeman nodded and walked into the campus.

"Hey, Director Hao!" Seeing the two policemen walking further and further away, the security guard quickly picked up the phone and said, "Director Hao, two policemen have entered the teaching building. They really want to find the new teacher named Xue Mo."

"Looking for Xue Mo?" Director Hao was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Okay, I understand. You should watch the door carefully and don't let others in, and don't let Xue Mo out."

"Understood." The security guard nodded and hung up the phone, with an inexplicable solemn look on his face.