"Yeah, that's just his shrewish temper!" Wang Yao greeted the old lady with a smile, then went upstairs directly to Xi Dazui's place. Since his own house had burned down and he couldn't stay there, Xi Dazui had moved his hiding place back to his own home.
Wang Yao went inside and took a look. Good heavens, several section-level cadres from the office had arrived, including Section Chief Zhu and Section Chief Wang from the Education and Culture Section, Section Chief Ma from the Security Section, and Section Chief Jiao from the Equipment Section.
“Wang Xian, I searched all over the eighteen temples in Yunling, but I didn’t see your monk friend. I guess he’s alright. The park management didn’t find any corpses or vagrants either. They’re always wandering around there, even to the most obscure corners. They shouldn’t be mistaken.”
"He might have wandered off somewhere on his own, don't worry. Hua Gu asked me to let you know when he left."
Upon meeting Wang Yao, Ma Gu spoke first.
"Why are you all here?" Wang Yao blinked, somewhat confused. Hearing that Hui Shuo's body hadn't been found, he felt inexplicably relieved.
"Isn't it about dealing with professors? We on the cultural front hate professors the most. These guys have no ideas, no principles, no values, and they love to lead people astray. Whenever such a scourge appears, we in the education and culture department have an inescapable responsibility," Zhu Gu said angrily.
"You... also plan to eliminate that professor?" Wang Yao asked.
“No, they mainly do isolation work.” Xi Fu walked out of the room. “The Department of Education and Literature can both amplify the sound and isolate it, preventing the sound from leaking out. The professor’s voice is almost like a contagious disease. Once it is heard during a debate, no matter how many people are present, they will be affected.”
"Their job is to ensure that the professor's voice remains within the debate space and does not escape."
"Oh, then what are horse stocks and coking coal stocks for?" After hearing this, Wang Yao couldn't help but become very curious about the role of the immortals.
"You're lying and saying it's a TV program recording. Do I have to invite Jiao Gu? Otherwise, how can I set up the scene to look almost like a TV studio? Jiao Gu has to handle all the recording equipment," Xi Da Zui Ba said angrily.
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