The elk said that it was the hand of an adult white man, which was dry and had an old tooth mark on the tiger's mouth, and he held a folding card in his hand.

The card is plain white, exquisite, with hollow carvings on the edges, and the card seal contains gold-plated blessings and comes with its own fragrance, just like any high-end greeting card sold in any boutique.

When the express box was opened, the strange hand was twisted into a fixed position and was handing out the card, which was like an invitation.

Open the card seal and there are a line of words inside.

——The next one to die is you.

The elk murmured: "If it were me, in order to cover up the handwriting, I would cut the corresponding lead type from the newspaper and paste it into a sentence."

But the other party had no intention of concealing it: the lines were handwritten and the strokes were smooth.

Wei came to ask: "Have you called the police?"

"I've reported it, optimistic prediction, and I can solve the case in ten years."

One hand is air-dried, easy to carry, and easy to turn. It may come from anywhere where there are white men living. No one can find an identity to match, let alone just a hand.

"What's the reaction, Miss Cen?"

"Nothing happens."

Wei Lai thought he had heard it wrong.

Elk added: "There is no response. The hourly female worker reported it to her. She said that she had collected stinky cat corpses, wax figures of human heads poured with plasma, and her messy hair soaked in unknown solutions. In comparison, a dry hand was still restrained, at least without a nauseating smell."

Wei came for a long time and couldn't speak.

There must be a reason for such a large scale to be hated, right?

Elk guessed: "It should be related to her profession."

Career-related?

"Is it very offensive to aid people like this?"

Elk shook her head: "That happened a long time ago. You also know that many people who evacuated from the battlefield had serious psychological trauma. After Miss Cen left Karon, she completely withdrew from the Aid Organization. Now she is..."

He frowned and tried to give a more accurate statement: "The writer... editorialist, yes, free editorialist."

"The kind with a sharp style?" Wei Lai knew a little.

The word sharp is so gentle to use. The elk laughed dryly: "The article I wrote is like an ice cone, and I can poke you more than a dozen blood holes, and the blood sprays out."

"Who have you scolded?"

"The Italian mafia, the Colombian drug lord, the luxury goods company that conducts cruel animal experiments, the senior government officials, the police officers who bribe, and members of religious extremist organizations... Basically, you can think of it, she has offended all the time."

I understand, it is normal for her to receive anything.

"She's a little famous, right?"

"How do you know?" Elk was surprised. "She has a column, and she is quite famous in the industry."

Wei Lai Xiaoxiao: "If you have fame, if the other party touches her, you will weigh the social impact. If you don't have fame, you will die long ago."

His feelings for Cen Jin were a little disgusted.

Although courage is commendable, he does not appreciate the behavior of mantis armed with a chariot. He supports strength to speak and act. Unless there is a whole platoon of mercenaries behind her, what is the point of laying arrows at the world regardless of the silence of the dark hands, except to put himself under a dangerous wall?

Editorialists must also cherish their lives, after all, living a life is the top priority.

The elk looked at the watch, he wore a children's plastic watch, and the dial pointer heads were all from Mickey Mouse.

"If there is no problem, let's go there now? It's almost time to make an appointment."

No matter how specific it is, the elk is not clear. The line raised by the middleman in the industry stated that he wanted a trump card, and revealed several keywords: interview, confidentiality, and money is not a problem.

Wei Lai thinks this order is acceptable.

Just work.

——

When I am on the road, I finally meet people occasionally, and occasionally encounter cars. Sometimes I encounter driving, and the lights on the opposite side suddenly brightens the whole world.

The elk talked to him in a mess.

"The money has been spent again?"

"Um."

"You won't come out to take orders unless you spend it!"

He was resentful and hated his inconvenient tone: "Look at other people's cocoa trees, buying houses and cars, investing in foreign exchange speculation, and wearing more elegant clothes than customers."

Weilai heard about this. Coco Tree has been on orders several times, and she is full of famous brands, making the low-key boss look like a follower. After the customer complained once, Coco Tree slowly replied: "Do you have any personal interests and hobbies?"

But why does he have to follow the cocoa tree? Everyone has their own ambitions, and if one mountain does not learn the shape of the mountain, let’s talk about it, aren’t the tree species different?

Wei Lai changed the topic: "In your opinion, who would threaten Miss Cen?"

He wanted to roughly draw a suspicious range when his duties were lies.

After reading the editorials posted by Cen Jin recently, Ei Lu had a speculation in her mind: "She has been in the past two months and has four articles in a row, all of which are against female circumcision in certain parts of Africa."

There was a car honking nearby. The sound of the horn and the sound of the elk collided, and the sentences that hit Weilai's ears were fragmented.

——She has recently...four articles, opposing...Africa... circumcision...

Wei Lai didn't know much about circumcision: "That's... a man circumcised? She also objected?"

The elk stressed his tone: "Female circumcision."

"What are there for women to cut?" Wei Lai thought for a long time and felt that he had no idea how to start.

The elk paused for a few seconds before speaking: "It usually takes place between the ages of 4 and 10. Use a blade to cut off the external genitals and sew the wounds with thread to ensure that she is a virgin before marriage. Women who have been circumcised will not feel pleasure when they go to the room, and the wounds will tear them, which is very painful, but it is said that this can ensure their loyalty to their husbands."

Speaking of this, his eyes slanted and fell on Weilai's arms exposed at the cuffs, and he saw hair standing upside down.

I was a little relieved: Very good, exactly the same as my reaction when I read this passage two days ago.

Wei Lai felt that his chest was blocked so much that he wanted to find something to crush it: "Who is this the fucking trick that someone came up with?"

The elk said: "Pay attention to your words! Speak quietly. Those conservative forces that maintain circumcision think this is their precious traditional culture, and think that external interference is a colonial act and cultural invasion. Let them hear it and it will knock your teeth off!"

Wei Lai sneered and pointed to Cen Jin's photo: "She is a woman, she dares to put her ideas in the newspaper and send them to the whole world. How unbearable are I? Sitting in your car, the window is closed, and you still have to 'silence'?"

The elk shrugged: "I'm just kind to remind you... Can you imagine that I saw the data that more than 100 million women were circumcised around the world, and this number is still growing by more than one million people a year."

Wei Lai was incredible: "No one did anything?"

"Yes, didn't Miss Cen just write an article to object? The WHO, Women's Organization, and the United Nations have been working with relevant African countries to abolish this bad habit. In fact, most countries have issued abolished decree. However, it is difficult for conservative forces in some areas to eradicate them in a short period of time. Therefore, there are special relief organizations to help girls in closed areas flee."

Wei Lai felt quite pleased: "Then please pay attention to me. This time part of the remuneration will be donated to be used as the girls' travel expenses, tuition and resettlement fees."

The elk stared wide: "Why?"

No, it hurts so much. He was kicked down so hard that he was so painful, let alone being cut? Besides, most girls are so cute, just like Erin...

Suddenly, I thought that Elene was reluctant to let him take credit and would not praise her anymore.

"Don't you keep some money yourself?"

"Didn't you still keep most of the food, drink and fun? You will earn it after using it."

The elk was breathing in hatred. The newspaper said that Chinese people are the people in the world who like to save money the most. Savings are used to prevent disasters, diseases, and disasters. Why did the Weilai come completely reversely?

"What if you get seriously ill one day?"

"It's best if the disease is cured. If it doesn't get better, it will be harvested one day."

"At that time, I can't even afford a coffin!"

"What do you want to do in a coffin? It prevents me from returning to nature."

The elk didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Fortunately, Wei Lai turned back to the topic: "Do you think it is those fanatical defenders of circumcision that are threatening Cen Jin?"

"I guess, her recent articles are all about this, which may have annoyed some people."

Wei Lai understood the direction of the speculation of the elk, but he felt that it was not.

The elk was dissatisfied: "Why?"

Wei said: "The hand was given very carefully, which means that the other party is doing things very carefully. It is impossible for you to discover the connection so easily."

——

Cen lives in a private villa area outside Helsinki. The houses in this area are designed in the Alto style. The brick walls are thick and the shape is calm, not exaggerated but distinctive.

When the car entered the road, the elk pointed it to the guards. Most of the families had already rested. The private houses were hidden in the dark and the ink blocks hidden among the trees. Only the lights of the family were transparent. The light blended into the night gave the house a layer of soft and hazy dizziness.

Several cars were parked at the door, looking through the lawn that had not yet fallen, and there were figures of people sitting or standing behind the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, like a banquet that had not yet ended.

Wei Lai was surprised: So many people?

The door was half-closed, as if waiting for them to arrive. When the moment they pushed it open, four or five men in the room looked at the door together.

Wei came to see them too.

They are all between 20 and 30 years old, some are big, with bulging muscles and stretched out suits, and some are thin but never weak, with their eyes shining.
To be continued...