Aoba Office

Fu Ying, the director of the subdistrict office, obviously didn't know much about Yu Xiaoqin. Maybe find a grassroots staff member from the subdistrict office or neighborhood committee to know more about Yu Xiaoqin.

I asked Yu Xiaoqin a lot of questions, but I didn't get any response from her, so I had to give up temporarily.

We still have work to do.

I said goodbye to Fu Ying and got in the car. On the way to the district government, I told the thin man and the fat man about my guess.

"Would you like to go back and get rid of that phone booth?" the thin man asked.

"That's very pitiful..." The fat man hesitated.

"But it's obviously wrong for her to do that. Maybe it's not her husband on the other end of the phone?" said the thin man.

What he said was indeed very likely to happen.

I sent a message to Wu Ling.

Wu Ling quickly responded to the message, but the reply he gave me made it difficult for me to handle.

That Zhang Yifeng must be the top priority now. Wu Ling and the others were staring at Zhang Yifeng, but they were really overwhelmed.

"Can you ask the neighborhood committee here?" The thin man leaned his head over, "I want an address, and then we can go find Yu Xiaoqin alone."

"You're not afraid this time." I glanced at him sideways.

The thin man touched his head and said, "Nothing happened. I didn't hear the phone ring. If you really encountered a ghost, it wouldn't be difficult to deal with it, right? Brother Qi, you can handle it." "

The thin man spoke plausibly.

Just from my memory of that file, the biggest trouble with the phone booth is that it selects its own targets. It is not its chosen target, and it is difficult to interact with it, so there is no way to eliminate it.

"Something has changed this time. Qingye and the others didn't see the phone booth at all at that time, did they? We saw it." Fatty said.

The thin man and I were silent.

"Before Yu Xiaoqin answered the phone, I didn't see the Yin Qi. There might be some changes, but it should be..." I'm not sure anymore.

"There is another question. It was easy to make a phone call originally. Maybe there is a phone booth in the underworld that can be connected like this. But now, the underworld is gone. What is the operating mode of this phone?" Fatty said again.

"If the underworld disappears, Yu Xiaoqin's husband should appear in the human world like other ghosts, right? He will also give Yu Xiaoqin dreams, right?" said the thin man.

"I didn't ask for a dream, I got a phone booth..."

"What if her husband had already been reincarnated?"

As the two of them said this, things were moving more and more towards the thin man's initial guess.

"Sure enough!" The thin man slapped his thigh, "The person who called is not Yu Xiaoqin's husband. Let's get rid of that thing!"

"Go back and take a look." I immediately made up my mind.

The fat man turned the steering wheel and turned back.

Yu Xiaoqin and Fu Ying were nowhere to be seen. They might have turned to another road. Yu Xiaoqin’s residence and the location of the street office are different from the direction we took before.

Returning to the road where the phone booth was, Fatty slowed down.

"Is this the way?"

"This was the road just now..."

This is a residential area, no one has moved in yet, and there are still houses that have not yet been built. In fact, every road looks similar.

In old residential areas like the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, the residential buildings all look similar in size, and the alleys and small shops on the road are similar, making it easy for people to go the wrong way, let alone here in the southern suburbs.

We checked several times and read the street signs again and again.

"This is it," I said.

The thin man's face stuck out of the window, "It's gone..."

The road was empty, with only street lights and street trees, no phone booths.

Disappeared.

"The key to its appearance should be Yu Xiaoqin." Fatty said.

This is a no-brainer.

The car turned around again and drove to the district government.

We didn't speak again the whole way.

I went to the district government and met with the staff there, and explained the work progress and current requirements of the demolition office, and the other party readily agreed.

The improvement of supporting facilities also requires communication between the district government and those enterprises. There are also issues with elderly care institutions and educational institutions. Supporting kindergartens and primary schools are urgently needed. Community hospitals, family doctors, and nursing homes are also necessary. The implementation of each item actually requires the coordination of multiple parties.

Our demolition office communicates with the local government in advance to confirm the situation of the relocated residents.

"Everyone should move here by the middle of next year. Most people are ready to live here."

The situation of the property owners in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants has been basically determined. In several other communities, after such a long period of contact, each group also knows the intentions of those property owners.

It won't take long for a newly built community to become lively after residents move there.

The rate of population expansion is very fast.

This expansion speed may be faster than the expansion speed of ghosts.

After coming out of the district government, I contacted Fu Ying and asked about Yu Xiaoqin's residential address.

Fu Ying didn't hide anything, he just chatted and asked me with a smile why I was so interested in this.

"Director Fu, I won't lie to you. We encountered a house during the demolition and the owner could not be found. The notice has been issued. According to the procedures, the owner was declared missing. The house will be dealt with by the government. Yes. However, we have been looking for it for a long time and spent a lot of effort. If we can find it, it will be a blessing. "

"Huh? Is it that Yu Xiaoqin?"

"Maybe. So I want to ask again." I said vaguely.

Fu Ying thanked him for his hard work and ended the call.

With the address in hand, Fatty drove directly there.

Fu Ying said before that she lived in a small building near the market.

It's easy to find.

That four-story building looked like a house built with nails in it.

Cars can only be parked outside.

We walked along the wall of the market that had not yet opened for business, and when we got to the very back, we could only squeeze in one by one.

Only then did we see the main entrance of the small building.

The small building is very dilapidated and in disrepair. The main door is completely gone, leaving only one doorway.

Before I entered, I saw the smelly ditch on the ground.

Walking in on the unstable wooden boards, I just felt that this building was eerie.

This is not the gloomy feeling of Yin Qi, but the feeling of a closed space without light all year round, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

It's damp, dark, and has a bit of a musty smell.

There is a clothesline inside the building, and the old clothes are hanging on the rope, like people hanging on it.

The stairs were made of wood and creaked when you stepped on them. The handrails were damaged and badly missing.

Yu Xiaoqin lives on the third floor of this building.

There are about seven or eight households on one floor. Because there were no lights in the corridor and it was pitch dark in the depths, I couldn't determine the specific number of residents here.

The address Fu Ying gave me was also very colloquial.

"Third floor, fourth room, military green iron door..." I stepped onto the third floor carefully, lifted up the clothes that blocked my view, and finally found the military green iron door.

The iron door was full of pits, as if it were a piece of iron plate knocked out by someone with poor craftsmanship.

I knocked on the door. The clanging sound echoed in the building, startling me.

The building was unusually quiet, as if no one was living there at all.

"Yu Xiaoqin? Yu Xiaoqin!" I gradually adapted to this environment and knocked on the door again.

Yu Xiaoqin didn't open the door, but the sound of opening the door came from deep in the corridor.

After a clang, there was a burst of curses.

"My brain is sick in broad daylight! I'm screaming! Please be quiet, please! Damn it..."

I turned around and saw a young man wrapped in a down jacket, with a chicken coop on his head, as if he had just been woken up.

"Sorry, we are looking for someone." I said calmly.

"Ah? Haha! If you want to find that crazy woman, just open the door! She won't close the door!" The man cursed again, turned around, and closed the door with another loud clang.

I hesitated for a second, and then pushed the iron door as he said.

The door didn't open.

I pulled on the doorknob and tried again.

The door seemed to be stuck somewhere.

This time I pushed hard and the door was pushed open. I stumbled and almost fell into the house.

The thin man and the fat man grabbed me from behind.

I lowered my head and saw the clean entrance. Looking up, the house is very small and you can see the whole thing at a glance, but it is very neat.

Yu Xiaoqin was sitting on the bed, holding something in her hands, looking attentively and intently.

Yesterday, I said that we should work hard and work hard. It was not an April Fool's Day joke.

It's just that the plan can't keep up with the changes..._(:3』∠)_

Identity V is so fun. (￣▽￣“)

Don't worry, I've died plenty of times. He should be abandoned soon because of his weak hands. o(*￣▽￣*)ゞ

Good night everyone~