Aoba Office

Xiaotian said this and glanced at Mu Ai, not hiding her worries.

She must have done it out of guilt. I didn't save the boy before, but now I see Mu Ai, who is about the same age as the boy, and I said I would take risks, I feel uneasy.

Among them, there is probably some worry about me as the savior.

"We must deal with them." I said calmly, pulling Mu Ai out.

After dealing with those security guards, I am no longer afraid of the opponent's numerical advantage. They all believe in courier ghosts. The chains on everyone's body will converge into one place, allowing me to easily eliminate them all.

I am not prepared to hold back, so I have no worries.

It's better to have Mu Ai by my side than to be caught by a courier ghost after I'm alone.

My attitude left Xiaotian speechless.

Liu Yingjie encouraged me and wanted me to protect them from the office building first.

Naturally, I don't want to make another trip like this.

Those security guards are dead, but who knows how many of their people are still in the building? If they dispersed or got some weapons like firearms, it would be difficult for me to handle them.

Liu Yingjie was a little unwilling to give up and followed my lead.

When I passed by that spacious office, I felt something caught my eye and turned my head.

The office was still empty. Printers and fax machines stopped working. The computer screen also went dark. All the lights in the entire office were turned off, with only the light coming from the windows.

Seeing me stop, Liu Yingjie was immediately frightened and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? What's there?" He asked and hid behind me.

Xiaotian also huddled behind me, dodging.

"That window..." I frowned and looked at the glass window, then looked inside the office.

There are some potted plants placed on the windowsill. The light outside the window is not strong, and the potted plants do not cast any shadows.

But there is still a shadow of something in the office, falling on the table and the ground, as if forming a shape.

I entered the office, dragged a chair to the door, stood on it, and looked down at the entire office from above.

The shadow became clearer. They are winding and interconnected, seemingly irregular.

My face couldn't help but look ugly, and a surge of anger arose.

"Big brother." Mu Ai looked up at me and called out uneasily.

"Who was there when they moved in?" I jumped off the chair and asked Liu Yingjie.

Liu Yingjie was stunned for a while, "What? They... you mean during decoration? There is only one person in charge, their manager..."

That person must be fake too.

Not from an early childhood education center. It's the whole building's problem.

"When was this building built?"

"Last year or the year before that...it was open for rent last year. I saw the advertisement then and moved in." Liu Yingjie replied, not quite understanding the reason for my question.

"What's wrong?" Xiaotian asked.

"Someone has carved talismans on the glass windows of this building."

When light is projected in, a spell will be cast on the room.

I don't know what the talisman is, but those illusions must be related to it.

The Ghost King... No, it's possible that a Taoist priest or other supernatural person turned into a ghost after death, or it's equally possible that someone betrayed him while he was still alive. He directly joined the Ghost King group and helped the Ghost King to do things.

It's not like this has never happened.

Wu Ling mentioned that the opinions within their circle are not unified. Like foreign exorcists, there are people who extremely want to eliminate all supernatural phenomena; there are also people who think that the rampant ghosts can actually increase their own value. In addition, there are probably only a few people who want to become ghosts and gain more power. After all, after becoming a ghost, there will be problems with consciousness. At the cost of becoming a madman, I'm afraid not many people are willing to exchange strength.

But it's different now. I'm in another world now. The Ghost King has taken the initiative in this world. Ghost kings are not just ghosts. They are conscious and conscious, but they have less freedom than living people. They need to manage their own power and choose to set a rule. But speaking of it, as a human being, there are always times when we have no choice but to do something. It is also impossible to achieve absolute freedom.

I suddenly remembered Qingye's death and Wu Ling's phone call before that.

That avoidant attitude...

Did I already arrive at a bad world line at that time? Or was it at that time that Wu Ling had already realized the general trend. After Christina was exposed, betrayal by people in the supernatural circle and among living people was unstoppable?

"Then... in that case..." Xiaotian suddenly turned pale and said tremblingly, "They... they don't work overtime and get off work very early. And in normal times, they go to the toilet, commute to and from get off work, and go to other offices..."

"What are you talking about?" Liu Yingjie asked.

"Have you not noticed? They didn't go to the archives room before!" Xiaotian raised her voice, "There are no windows there! They don't go there! They always ask me to go there! And to go to the bathroom! I only talk to Jiajia went to the bathroom together, went to and from get off work together, and went out to eat together! There were also parties outside... Jiajia and those who came in...none of them had ever left the office..." Xiaotian trembled, "Before. Once... Xiaosun and the others said they were leaving after get off work, so they left first. I packed my things and wanted to follow. When I ran out, they were gone... They... the elevator was going up, and I didn't look anywhere else. To... I thought... there was an elevator!"

Xiaotian's eyes widened, "When I go to and from get off work, the elevators are very empty! The elevators are always empty! There are obviously people when passing the turnstile downstairs. They all take the stairs, and some are downstairs... They watch I...watched me entering the elevator..."

Xiaotian hugged her head, cried, and slowly fell to her knees on the ground, "There is no one...in this building, in this building..."

Liu Yingjie shook his body and looked at Xiaotian in horror, "Hey, don't, don't talk nonsense... there are people. I've met people in the elevator, I've met... I've met a few..."

"There are so many companies in the whole building! Four elevators! Have you ever seen it full? In this kind of office building, there should be a lot of people commuting to and from get off work!" Xiaotian shouted, "I also asked people, asked people...it's people... That person said it has always been like this... He is from the sixth floor... There are only a few people in the whole building... I have met him, and three or four others... and the courier downstairs... I meet the courier every time... ...They, they...Xiao Li, I haven't met him either..."

Xiaotian became even more frightened, "Xiao Li, I have walked out of the office, but I have never encountered him during my commute or lunch break..." She looked at me, as if asking for an answer.

"Where is the colleague you are talking about?" I asked.

"She asked for maternity leave... She didn't come..." Xiaotian started crying, "It's just me... this month, this month it's just me... I stay with those people... and Xiao Li... Lou... Get rid of those people..."

Xiaotian seemed to have frightened herself.

Suddenly learning that there is a problem with your company and colleagues, and suddenly learning that there are few living people in the office building where you work, are two different concepts.

What's more, she had been frightened one after another before, and she probably didn't have time to carefully consider what she was exposed to on a daily basis. I knew that the previous figures and voices in the office were all illusions. Xiaotian may have thought that things changed after I appeared. Now, this possibility has been ruled out. She had no so-called colleagues from the beginning.

If she knew that there were many things in this building that looked like living people but were actually ghosts, she would feel even more horrified.

She hugged her shoulders, trembling, and her body was shaky.

Liu Yingjie asked dryly: "The Xiao Li you are talking about, no, has not walked out of the office..."

"I'm afraid that's not a human being." I answered on Xiaotian's behalf.

Liu Yingjie's eyes widened.

Xiaotian covered her face and let out a suppressed scream.

Ding ring ring ring——

The harsh ringing of the phone echoed in the building, drowning out Xiaotian's screams.

Goodnight everybody.