Aoba Office

The call between Wu Ling and I took place in the office. Just in case, I didn't turn on the speakerphone, but the thin guy and the others knew exactly what I said and did.

I suddenly slapped my cheek, startling them. After I hung up the phone, they were about to ask something when someone knocked on the office door.

Without waiting for our response, the door was opened.

"Xiao Lin, please take a look at the contract you have here. The date of the signature is wrong..."

I was called out to deal with the demolition compensation agreement.

The person who called me was Huang Wen, the leader of the legal team of the Demolition Law.

He was about forty years old. He used to work in the Justice Bureau and was transferred here when the demolition office was established. We don’t have much contact with us at ordinary times, only at work.

I followed Huang Wen to his office.

Huang Wen's face didn't look good, and so did the other people in Huang Wen's office.

It had not been long since Jiang You's death, and most of the people in the demolition office looked ugly and uneasy.

My face probably doesn't look good either, but I'm worried about other things. Jiang You's incident is already in the past tense for me, a past tense that cannot be changed.

In such a comparison, the four of them, Slender Man, are the most energetic.

"It's right here. It's been altered here. That's not good." Huang Wen took the document and showed it to me.

Below the property owner's signature is the date he signed, with "6" changed to "8" and some smears. This was a mistake made when signing and then revised. Upon closer inspection, it's not quite right.

Huang Wen was not such a serious person originally.

As long as this kind of problem is not uncovered and investigated in the future, it doesn't matter what the documents look like. It is impossible for our demolition office to dig through these documents ourselves. The property owner has already agreed to the compensation plan, and normally we will not dig up this matter again. Moreover, there are several contracts themselves. If such a small problem occurs in one of them, it will have little impact.

After Huang Wen pointed out the problem, he turned to look at me.

He didn't seem to be trying to mess with me, but he was very nervous and found fault with everything at the moment.

I didn’t want to irritate Huang Wen, “Then I’ll ask him to sign a new one.”

"Well, this is best." Huang Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

I went back to the office to find the contact information. I had to explain to the property owner and be told a few words.

It is impossible to sign a new contract right away. Print the contract, fill in the data, and wait for the property owner to take the time to complete the matter.

The topic just now was temporarily put aside. The thin man and the others saw me busy and started gossiping about pornographic things.

"...Everyone is probably the same. In fact, the same is true for the people in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants. Few of them have seen the corpse, so their reaction is just to move it away quickly." Chen Xiaoqiu said.

"Speaking of...Jiang You and the location of the corpse in the infirmary..." The thin man spoke, rubbed his arms, and did not continue.

"I think they reacted very well next door." The fat man pursed his lips and sighed.

"Next door" is Jiang You's office. There are still people alive in their group, and all the living people have witnessed with their own eyes how Jiang You fell into the green belt outside their office.

This psychological shadow cannot be dissipated by a few psychological counseling sessions arranged by the work unit.

"No one seems to have asked for leave," Guo Yujie said.

"So nervous that you forgot?" the thin man asked.

"I don't know. When I met them recently, they didn't say anything. They are almost like ghosts." Guo Yujie said sympathetically.

"Does the old leader know? Will he arrange psychological counseling again?"

"That requires a lot of counseling. No one dares to go to that toilet now."

"You three haven't gone to that toilet in the past few days? Where did you go to the toilet?" Guo Yujie asked the three of us men.

"Second floor." The fat man replied.

The thin man replied at the same time: "The third floor."

The two looked at each other.

Guo Yujie looked at the thin man with disdain, then looked at me.

"Second floor."

"Are you afraid too?" Guo Yujie was surprised.

"Is there a ghost there?" Chen Xiaoqiu considered the problem from another angle.

"No, I just don't want to be regarded as a pervert." I answered, stood up, and went to the legal department to inform them of the re-signing time agreed upon with the property owner.

Huang Wen breathed a sigh of relief for this. He also realized that his words had troubled many people, and he patted me on the shoulder sheepishly, "Xiao Lin, it's your responsibility. This is what I do for work."

"fine."

Huang Wen fell silent, patted my shoulder twice more, and sighed softly.

When I returned to the office, I passed by Jiang You's office. The office door was closed and no sound came out. I just slowed down a little and walked over.

The thin man and the others had already ended the conversation and asked about my phone call.

Listen to me, of course Chen Xiaoqiu is the one who supports Wu Ling. Guo Yujie didn't think deeply about it. Even though she was an optimist, she thought it was good now.

On the contrary, we three grown men were full of worries.

"Speaking of which, how is the progress at your uncle's place?" the thin man asked Chen Xiaoqiu.

"I must have cooperated with those exorcists that Lin Qi mentioned before. Now I should be worried about their death." Chen Xiaoqiu answered.

"Big data hasn't found a clue yet?"

"There has always been a big data network for missing children, but it is more troublesome for adults to disappear. Many people work and study in other places, and they are discovered later after missing. It is difficult to find the place of disappearance. If they die..." Chen Xiaoqiu After thinking about it, "There is always big data on murder cases. For natural deaths, only some hospitals will notice mass accidents. It will take time to establish this data."

It sounds like a very troublesome thing.

No wonder Qingye never thought of using Nangong Yao's ability to conduct this kind of screening. This is probably not because they don't take the initiative, but because of insufficient manpower and limited energy.

But what Chen Xiaoqiu said last time was also correct. We can't rely entirely on Aoba now.

When I got home from get off work, I went to my sister's house and found the doll named Cute Baby.

It was a doll that looked like a little girl. It had cartoon-like big eyes and nice short hair. The hair quality was particularly good. Coupled with the exquisite clothes on the doll, one can tell at a glance that this thing is not cheap and is not a toy for three or four-year-old children.

I didn't feel any strange aura on this doll, and I didn't see any resistance from it even after playing with it a few times.

There is no spirit in this.

To be on the safe side, I put it in a transparent plastic bag and sealed it with tape.

This way you can see what it is doing, and if it wants to run out, it will make some noise.

I thought about just throwing it away. However, after careful consideration, I decided to save this method for more dangerous things to happen in the future.

I don't want to make my sister angry at this time, and I don't want to confess everything to my sister at this time.

I don’t know anything, but my colleagues in the work unit who heard the news of the death one after another have become nervous. I don’t want my sister to become like that.

I hope that day can be postponed as long as possible, or preferably never come.