Aoba Office

The note was a note paper, with the handwriting flying and phoenix flying, with a fierce momentum. People of our generation rarely write by hand when they enter college. Everything is printed on the computer. After working, probably only numbers and our own names can be written well.

Guo Yujie said subconsciously: "No."

The two words were lightly thrown into the air-cooled office, causing the temperature of the office to drop a few points.

Chen Yihan gave me the note directly.

"I haven't seen their words." I said awkwardly.

There is a computer expert among the members of Qingye, who can easily invade the data systems of governments and computer companies. All their files have been organized, and the written information is printed documents, neat and tidy, with no handwriting.

"The note left here can only be for you, no matter who left it." Chen Yihan said, tapping the square note paper with her finger, "This address is Tao Hai's home."

The thin man and the others all came over to read the contents of the note.

"Room 201, Building 3, Gongnong No. 6 Village" is very clear and cannot be mistaken.

I smiled bitterly and said, "I must pay off my debt."

People from Qingye have helped me so many times, and I have to return the favor.

"Bureau Chen, is it still closed?" I asked Chen Yihan.

"It's not sealed anymore. The door has been rebuilt and the key is at the police station." Chen Yihan took out her mobile phone and dialed the number while asking, "Don't you have to ask them what they want you to do?"

I was very embarrassed. Seeing Chen Yihan's attitude, I was going to follow him all the way. I could only bite the bullet and speak to the air: "Well... what do you want me to do? Deal with Tao Hai?"

The thin man and others looked around.

Chen Yihan got through the phone and asked someone to deliver the keys to Tao Hai's house. After he finished calling, no one in Qingye responded. Chen Yihan put away her cell phone and said, "Let's go out first and let Lin Qi communicate alone."

When Chen Yihan comes, he is the one who decides everything. He made a decision, and Shouzi and others filed out.

I watched the office door close, sat down on the sofa, and said helplessly: "Ye Qing, you..."

For a moment, I had a lot to say to Ye Qing, but I couldn't say anything. I heard too many things about Ye Qing today, and I have mixed feelings. I have sympathy, pity, admiration for Ye Qing... I have all kinds of emotions, but when I recall Ye Qing's cold and aloof voice, which is as cold and aloof as the atmosphere in the office, I feel like I These emotions are ridiculous. He has gone through the most difficult period in his life and has gained immense strength and unwavering confidence. He does not need sympathy from others, let alone care about other people's opinions. Then I thought about Ye Qing's current state, and this thought was diluted by another emotion.

My mind was a little confused for a moment.

A gust of wind blew up in the office for no apparent reason, blowing the note paper I was holding in my hand. I came to my senses and pursed my lips, "I'm going to Tao Hai's house now. You... forget it."

I guess Ye Qing won't say anything to me either.

I don't know if it's because he doesn't want to say it, or because he's limited to his current state and can't do much.

Opening the door, Slender Man and the others were waiting in the corridor. Chen Yihan and I met our eyes and shook our heads.

"Then let's go." Chen Yihan didn't take it seriously and walked downstairs first.

I was about to close the door when I turned around and saw a vague figure standing next to the filing cabinet through the crack in the door.

The filing cabinet was placed against the wall, with Ye Qing's desk in front of it. A large window was opened on the adjacent wall, also covered with cellophane, and the light was dim. The figure slowly disappeared in the faint light, as if I had just seen an illusion of light and shadow.

"Brother Qi?" The thin man called me and looked at me worriedly.

I closed the door and was about to follow them. My eyes inadvertently glanced at where Chen Yihan was standing.

Chen Yihan was standing in the middle of the stairs, looking up. Behind him was the glass window of the building walkway, and the dazzling sunlight shone on Chen Yihan. I saw the shadow in the sun, and Chen Yihan's shadow seemed to be distorted for a moment.

Chen Yihan is a very perceptive person. He lowered his head along my line of sight and glanced at his own shadow. Shadow has returned to normal.

"What did you see?" Chen Yihan asked directly.

Chen Xiaoqiu immediately became nervous, "Lin Qi, what did you see?"

The fat man said hesitantly: "Is this the place where Ye Qing's friends disappeared?"

I stared at it carefully for a long time and shook my head, "Maybe I'm just blind."

I'm not sure. After listening to Yu Xinrong's narration, I saw a vague figure just now. Who knows if I got some psychological hint and had an illusion? I've been to Aoba Supernatural Office many times, but I haven't seen anything weird about this staircase. I thought for a while and shook my head.

"It's nothing, it must be an illusion. How about you go down and take a look one by one." I said.

Chen Yihan went downstairs, but there was nothing unusual. Then came Chen Xiaoqiu, Shouzi, Guo Yujie, and Fatty, all arriving on the fifth floor. I followed suit.

"Maybe it's Qingye's influence." I touched my arm.

When we arrived on the fifth floor, we felt the temperature rising, which was completely different from when we were on the sixth floor.

Chen Yihan was always calm and could not tell anything. Guo Yujie, the one who couldn't hide her worries the most, also had a calm face. This feeling is probably only mine.

We waited for a while before someone from the police station delivered the key. The person who came to deliver the key was actually the director of the police station. Seeing the director smiling at Chen Yihan with wrinkles all over his face, we acted as a backdrop next to him.

Chen Yihan dealt with the director and threw the key to me.

I looked at the directors who were indifferent to this, and I couldn't help but feel that the quality of our country's grassroots government workers was worrying. Of course, I am one of them. The lower down the people are, the more unscrupulous they are. On the one hand, because of their limited knowledge, many police officers at the police station do not understand the articles of the criminal law. They only deal with matters that they think they should administer justice. They can only participate in a few compulsory crimes every year. It is self-evident how much quality they have in the lecture courses. On the other hand, it is also because they do not care about official career. Compared with ambitious and ambitious politicians and politicians, they regard what they do as a job to support their families. Ordinary people dawdle at work, and so do they. For someone like me with some academic qualifications, I'm probably a little better than a police station director who has reached the end of his career. I still have to consider promotion issues, so I'm a little thin-skinned.

Thinking wildly, I inserted the key into the keyhole.

There was a click and I felt like I had opened something.

"Brother Qi?" The thin man standing behind me poked his head.

The director quickly expressed concern about our situation, "This door was rebuilt by our police station's locksmith, so there will be no problem. Young man, can you open this kind of anti-theft lock? Twist it a few more times."

I didn't let go of the key. Instead, I stiffened my body and waved my hand behind my head.

The thin man shrank his head.

I heard footsteps behind me.

"Just leave it to them here. The key will be left at the demolition office, and they will greet the neighborhood committee here. They also have the key to the building over there, right?" Chen Yihan said.

The police station director was probably unwilling to give up a great opportunity, but he still languished and left.

I let out a breath.

"Lynch, what did you find?"