On the outskirts of Gorky City, a simple iron house was foul smell coming from time to time, and Yakov, who had no protection, couldn't help but retching. Seriosha stood beside him with a mask, waiting for the result inside. About ten minutes later, Terkina and Yuri walked out of the iron house. They were wearing biochemical protective suits from head to toe. Terkina held the camera in her hand, and as soon as she came out, she gestured to Seriosha with a victory.

Selyosha stroked Yakov's back, hoping to help Yakov feel more comfortable. Seeing Yuri and Terkina come out, he quickly echoed a thumb. Standing in such a place, no one wanted to speak, because the smell in the air was so disgusting.

"I did a good job today. I would like to give each brother an extra hundred rubles to me as a reward!" After Seryosha said to Yakov, he left the mask for him, turned around and followed Yuri and Terkina towards the car.

As soon as they got into the car, everyone quickly closed the window. Yuri and Terkina sat behind him, and Serryso started the car and raised the speed with one step on the accelerator. He really didn't want to stay here for an extra minute.

Derkina and Yuri took off their protective suits in the back seat. Derkina was tidying up her scattered hair while saying happily: "Seryosha, your trick is really too damaged. Now the students of Gorky University must be crazy! Wouldn't you really sell this kind of thing to Lana?"

Selyosha was not angry. He said to Terkina: "I am not so immoral. Now everything is ready. The rest depends on how our little reporter performs!"

...

Early on Monday morning, Damala hadn't been asleep for several nights and arrived at the unit early with two dark circles. She didn't plan to do anything today, just stared at the phone. This was a life-and-death call for Damala! Once she missed it, Damala had to put on the bed and leave.

As working hours gradually approached, more and more people in the office gradually became, and Damala couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Ms. Damala is here?" someone suddenly shouted loudly at the door.

"Here!" Damara was so excited that he was about to jump up. He ran to the guy at the door quickly. When he approached, he saw that he was a handsome postman and was delighted. The postman took out a thick package from his big pocket and handed it to Damara. Damara hurriedly thanked him, took the package and went back.

Damala returned to her seat, picked up scissors and opened the package. Many file bags of different categories fell out, with some inexplicable things written on it.

"Sick pork? Gutter oil? Poisonous rice? What kind of mess are these?" Damala looked at the notes on the file bag, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Damala first picked the file bag with gutter oil written on it and picked up her breakfast sandwich. She planned to finish her breakfast while reading the information and conceiving a press release. After all, irregular diets are too harmful to her body. Unfortunately, Damala made the wrong idea.

In less than five minutes, Damara had already started holding her garbage can and started vomiting wildly, making the female colleague sitting behind her think she was pregnant, and asked quickly: "Damara! What's wrong? Did you accidentally get caught?"

"I~I'm fine, but~uh~~it's so disgusting!"

...

Early the next morning, on the campus of Gorky University, a young man wearing glasses, who looked like a student, came to the cafeteria early. He ordered a fried egg, ham and rice porridge for himself as usual, which was his regular program every morning.

"Professor Pugachev, don't you feel annoyed when you eat the same thing every day?" asked the staff familiar with him in the cafeteria with a smile.

"No! I like these things, and I will never be bothered by eating them all my life! And thinking about what to eat is really a waste of time!" Pugachev replied nerdyly.

Pugachev took his meal plate to a seat without anyone else, picked up the Pratyekabuden today's Communist Youth League Pratyekabuden under his arm, and began to enjoy his breakfast while reading the newspaper. Just now, a message on the front page attracted Pugachev's attention.

"The Food Safety Issues of Gorky University are Worrying" According to the exclusive news obtained by our newspaper, the logistics department of Gorky University has serious corruption problems. What's worse is that the managers of the logistics department simply ignore the health of many teachers and students in the school. In order to maximize their personal pockets, they actually purchase gutter oil, poisonous rice, and dead pork for teachers and students to eat at low prices. Perhaps many people will feel confused when reading these words for the first time. Therefore, this newspaper specifically introduced the meaning of these nouns in the last page. I would advise readers not to read them while eating..."

There are many people who don’t listen to advice, and Pugachev is one of them. He couldn’t control his curiosity and turned the newspaper to the last page. There were many pictures on it, but because the newspaper was black and white, he couldn’t see it clearly.

Pugachev held his glasses and picked up the newspaper and started reading. The first thing he read was the part of the gutter oil. The first few photos were very disgusting, with sewers and trash cans filled with food, which made people feel very disgusted. The text next to him introduced that these things are the main sources of gutter oil. Then the second part introduced how the black-hearted businessman prepared gutter oil. It only took simple filtration, heating, precipitation, and separation to complete the preparation of gutter oil.

Pugachev vomited halfway through seeing it. He stood up angrily, picked up the dining plate and threw it angrily towards the canteen window, roaring angrily: "You damn ny's ill-ethical ghosts actually give us this kind of food every day..."

In places like campus, the news spreads amazingly fast. Before the first class was completed, almost everyone knew about the gutter oil. Angry students gathered in front of the logistics department office building, protested loudly, and asked Lana to get out! If it weren't for the school's security personnel who stopped him, they would be afraid that the students would rush in.
Chapter completed!