MTL - Genius Fundamentals-Chapter 212 helpless

Yongchuan City Traffic Police Brigade.

Lin did not think that Zhang Shuping would agree.

But when Zhang Shuping sat in the office of the missionary school and looked at her with the female leader with a look of indifference, Lin Xixi regretted playing the phone just now.

She smiled and looked at Zhang Shuping, her face was stiff.

Finally, the middle-aged man pushed the glasses and looked at the female leader at the desk and said, "Hello, I am the teacher of the Yongchuan High School Mathematics Competition Group, surnamed Zhang, who is also responsible for the Olympics competition in the province."

When I heard the words "Olympic Competition", the female leader reacted like the previous guard, and suddenly became interested. Or in more precise terms, they finally began to look at her with a positive eye.

"Tonight, please come because your students said that they are doing a procedure and need some help from us." The female leader spoke very politely.

Lin Chaoxi was very afraid of Zhang Shuping’s sudden "truth" and nervously watching him. Lao Zhang said two words after a few silences: "Yes."

The female leader at the desk paused, and then she could only pick it up herself: "So I want to know a little bit about the specific nature of the program you want to do..." she said politely, "that is, what are you doing?" Need us here, what kind of help is available."

Wen Yan, Zhang Shuping's eyes moved slightly.

Lin squats straight up.

"What the child wants to do, let her introduce it."

Teacher Zhang is also slightly mixed in the system, and it is clear that most of the words. Lin sighed with a slight sigh of relief, and then concentrated on the spirit and began to sort out ideas.

Many of the following words have been said many times today, but in this office, she is forced to think carefully about what can be said and what can not. She must be clear and organized, and can not leave flaws, so as not to be discovered by Zhang Shuping.

She said it was cautious and meticulous. In the end, the two adults in the office just looked at her quietly.

"Probably this is the case." Lin Zhaoxi leaned forward slightly, looking at the lady at the desk, "I want the data, have been sorted out, just written on paper for you."

The office was quiet again, and the policemen walking outside the door were clear and audible.

Lin Zhaoxi looked at the person at the desk, and the lady changed her sitting position.

Lin Zhaoxi heard her say: "I understand everything you said, and now I have only one last question."

"You ask."

"Your school is in peace, why do you want traffic data from Yongchuan?"

Lin Chaoxi lived. The lady sat in the office chair, sitting in a meticulous manner, and let Lin Xixi feel a little stunned.

"Don't be nervous, I checked it a little." She pointed to her computer, "I don't doubt you."

Sure enough, there is still no such simple thing.

Lin Xia bowed his head and thought for a moment, and raised his head. "In fact, I have completed a traffic forecast in Anning. In terms of various conditions, Yongchuan's geographical environment is bigger and the data is more complicated. I think it is more conducive to the improvement of the procedure. So choose here."

"So what is your next forecast?" asked Ms.

"I can't answer you for the time being." Lin said, "I promise not to break the law and not destroy the order of social stability."

"why?"

"Because I hope that the number of variables received in the prediction is as small as possible. For example, if I want to predict Teacher Zhang's actions, I can't tell him now that this will affect his behavior." Lin dynasty paused and chose an ambiguous Explain, "Everything is connected."

"Well, I probably understand."

The lady seems to have little interest in what she wants to do, but routinely confirms her reliability. “The data can be provided, and the problem is not big. As long as the specific traffic accident case is not involved, the lawyer will call for the letter.”

"No need to be specific, I only need data."

"But the data itself will not be very detailed, such as road traffic, we have only one approximate. And in real time, you need to tell me in advance."

Lin Chaoxi’s eyes are bright: “‘Probably’ is fine, thank you so much.”

"When do you want to be?"

"I hope to be as soon as possible, preferably tomorrow morning?" Lin asked.

"How so urgent?"

Lin Zhaoxi’s entire body is tight. “I hope to finish it as soon as possible, don’t waste time.”

"Then, let me try," said the lady.

"I will come over tomorrow." Lin stood up in the evening and couldn't help but swear: "Thank you very much."

——

Outside the city traffic police brigade.

The winter sun sets early, and Lin Shuxi and Zhang Shuping walked out of the gate and were covered in orange sunset.

From the time they left the mission office, Zhang Shuping did not say a word. In fact, in the whole process, Lao Zhang has been silently giving her a platform to let her perform at random.

For the old-fashioned and rigorous person like Vice President Zhang, this is probably all he can do.

Finally went to the bus station, Lin Zhaoxi looked up at him, as if unconsciously, Lao Zhang had been mad at them.

She wants to say something thankful, but when she speaks, she can’t say it.

So Zhang Shuping pretended to be very indifferent: "I don't know what you are doing, but not for example."

When he finished, he left.

Somehow, I probably didn't have lunch, or I made a period of progress after a tight day. After Zhang Shuping left, Lin Chaoxi was so weak that he couldn’t move half a step.

She sat down on the bus stop and she finally got the chance to get the data, which should be enough to make her happy. But she didn't feel any relaxed feeling in her heart.

From her walk into the traffic police brigade mission office, her cell phone has been shaking.

She even did a good job. If the Huajuan or the singer called, she would immediately terminate the psychological construction of the conversation and answer the phone, but the phone did not ring from start to finish.

She thought of it and felt that she should not wait any longer. She took out her mobile phone and called the flower roll.

At the end of the phone was a long waiting tone, and the street traffic was rushing. After a minute, Lin’s heart sank into the water. Hanamaki is very busy, maybe filming, not the first time to pick up his phone, this is normal.

She forcibly comforted herself and put her phone back in her pocket. Someone selling roasted sweet potatoes at the station, she was sore and sore in the stomach, stood up and walked to the stall.

Like what she perceives, just as she put her hand into the pocket to save money, the phone rang.

She subconsciously picked up the phone and put it in her ear and clamped it with her shoulders and said, "Hey, Hanamaki."

The phone paused for half a shot, then she heard a clear and steady voice: "It's me."

When the street is still, it is still wrapped in a transparent bubble. The whole world only has the sound of the mobile phone.

"I didn't see you at noon today. I think you should have an accident. I haven't been able to call you in the afternoon. Now I can call you."

Suddenly, she did not receive her flower wrapping tape. She thought that she had waited for her at the door, and she could not stand it for a moment: "I'm sorry, let you wait for me."

Lin Chaoxi did not mention anything that took care of the flowers. He only said: "I have basically solved this problem. You, are you still okay? Have you eaten, can I go now, I will give you a takeaway, Do you want to eat KFC?"

Lin Zhaoxi can only think of some clichés and keep talking.

"I'm fine." The tone of Yu Zhi is even like comforting her. "You don't have to be guilty. I just waited for a while at noon. Then something went back. So even if you come to us, we can't finish the meal." I sincerely explained to her, "You can't come out now when you come over."

"It’s aunt... Is Aunt okay?" Lin asked cautiously.

"Rescued at noon, now in icu."

The hunch came true, and Lin’s throat swallowed.

She didn't know what to say. She never had the experience to deal with such problems, but she had to keep talking, as if the phone would not be hung up: "Is this your call, I can call you. Do you have time to call you, when are you free?"

"This is the phone call of the nurse station." When he said this, there was a clear contemplation, and then he said, "I will call you."

When he arrived in Yongchuan, he didn't have a mobile phone. He cut off all external contact information, and they had to pass the flower roll to speak. Although I have never said why, I’m very clear about it, this is probably some kind of control of my son before the death of his mother.

In the face of a seriously ill mother, she could not resist and could only obey.

Lin Zhaoxi did not know what was going on in the intensive care unit of the hospital. She hoped that even if she spit, she couldn’t help but talk to her.

But from beginning to end, the shackles have never said anything about his own situation.

"Yesterday, Lao Lin told me about my mother." Lin Xiangxi thought about it and slowly said, "I know now, my mother was forced to give birth to me, and then she didn't want to raise me, probably because of this. She sent me to the welfare home."

The conversation went here, and there was a loud noise coming from the phone. That is supposed to be a large-scale visitor, bringing the chaos of chaos.

It seems that someone is clamoring for it, and he is also greeting people. He has been talking to other people, but he has never hang up.

Lin Chaoxi did not know the family of the shackles, but now it must be a lot of trouble for many relatives to gather.

She stood silently in the cold wind on the street, waiting for the call to hang up.

"I know that adults are not necessarily right." Suddenly said, "But I am more fortunate than you, she has been with me for 16 years."

The phone hangs up, and the blank sound is long and long.

The car driver suddenly pressed the horn, and the whistling sound rang through the clouds. Lin Xia felt some tinnitus.

She rubbed her ears, covered her nose and mouth, bent down, and coughed heavily.

"Do you want sweet potatoes?" In front of her, the hawkers showed an impatient look.

"Yes." Lin Chaoxi reluctantly.

"4 two, count you 5 dollars."

Save money, sweet potatoes handed over.

The palm of my hand was hot, and she gently peeled off the skin.

When I looked up again, the sunset on the horizon was so red that Lin was in the old forest office, and she left the real world.

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