Aoba Office

I conveyed Director Mao's wishes to the old leader last time, and the old leader helped to make connections and introduced Director Mao to a private testing company to conduct environmental testing in the community.

In a privately owned small company, the boss makes the decision and someone greets you, so you can start working quickly. No, the results came out within a week.

The report was not sent to the demolition office, but the boss there informed us.

Guo Yujie said: "The air and water tests show that there is no problem. Both indoors and outdoors are clean. I think..." she lowered her voice, "It's not a collective hallucination, it's haunted."

The thin man sneered at this conclusion, "Didn't you know it already? But we can't tell the people in the community."

Guo Yujie muttered something.

"Did Director Mao say anything?" I asked Guo Yujie.

Guo Yujie shook her head, "I don't know, she didn't call either."

"Even if it's really haunted, Director Mao won't come looking for us, right? As we said last time, we can't control the progress of the demolition." Fatty said awkwardly.

"Director Mao came to us, and there was nothing we could do. That is Ye Qing's territory." The thin man curled his lips.

Chen Xiaoqiu asked: "Have you told Gu Mo about this?"

We all looked at each other with questioning expressions on our faces, which also meant that none of us had told Gu Mo about this matter.

"You want to tell that uncle?" The thin man was reluctant.

Gu Mo's behavior is very unpleasant.

"Tell me about it." The fat man had a good temper and didn't mind this trivial matter. He took his cell phone and called Gu Mo and told him about the matter. Then, his face became strange.

"What?" The thin man approached.

The fat man covered his phone and said with a wry smile: "He won't do it."

"What not to do?" The thin man was confused.

The fat man heard what was said over there, and quickly turned his attention, "Okay, I understand. I'll tell you if there's anything new - uh... okay..." After hanging up the phone, the fat man looked at us. , looking very unspeakable.

"What's going on?" Guo Yujie was impatient and urged.

The fat man said tactfully: "His ability... So thank you and I will remind him, and I will stay in the hotel peacefully."

I thought of what the fat man said, "He won't do it." Gu Mo probably thought we wanted to ask him to investigate the matter, so he decisively refused. He tried his best to avoid this kind of thing. The situation in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants is strange now. I can't see anything with my yin and yang eyes. Maybe the residents saw something else. Gu Mo's hearing may come in handy. Because of this, Gu Mo couldn't avoid it because he was afraid of hearing any strange sounds.

"This guy is inhumane. Aren't his little friends still trapped there? He doesn't care!" The thin man pretended to be indignant and condemned Gu Mo.

The fat man complained, "You just said that it is Ye Qing's territory. If something really happens, Ye Qing will handle it."

The thin man rolled his eyes and remained silent.

Nothing else happened that day.

When I came home from get off work in the evening, when I took out my keys and opened the door, the words that the old man said suddenly echoed in my mind. He said that in that different space, the situation had changed. After the change, when a person opens the door alone, he will step into another space. I don’t know if the God of Death who lives in the community is alone, or one of the many offices in Hades and Hell... Thinking of this, I was stunned for a while, subconsciously recalling whether I had gone to the wrong door.

Some people will walk for a while after going out and suddenly doubt whether they have locked the door, and have to go back and check again.

This has never happened to me before, but now I am thinking about it because I entered the door.

Soon, I figured it out. I was right. The door in front of me was also the door of my house. Although I am alone in a space now, which is consistent with the situation the old man said, it is impossible not to open the door because of this.

——Tang Yu disappeared inexplicably while still on the stairs. Should I not take the stairs?

Insert the key into the keyhole. After turning the key, a "click-click" sound will sound. When you push it with your hand, the door will open.

In an instant, all kinds of sounds in the room penetrated my ears.

"You're back." Mom, who was in the kitchen, leaned over and took a look, holding a spatula in her hand. "We'll eat soon."

"Okay." I laughed.

Dad is watching TV in the living room. I changed into my home clothes, sat next to him, and chatted with him.

My sister arrived home later than me and called us cheerfully as soon as she came in.

"What's the matter, so happy?" I asked with a smile.

"The monthly exam results are out, I'm in the top fifty for my age." My sister smiled.

My parents were very happy and rushed to ask: "Really?", "Where's the transcript?", "Are there any key universities in the top 50?"...

My sister nodded repeatedly, "Yes, if you can maintain it, you should have all the key majors in key universities!"

"This is the first monthly exam, don't be proud." Dad said with a straight face, but his eyes were full of smiles.

My sister nodded again like a chicken pecking at rice.

Our family was in a happy mood all night, but in the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, all the families were shocked and angry.

This is something I only found out after the old leader called me after dinner.

I hurried to the office and everyone else arrived. Even people from other groups were called in for overnight meetings.

"Brother Qi, what are you talking about..." the thin man whispered to me.

I glanced at the bright corridor outside and shook my head at him, "Go to the conference room first."

People kept entering the large conference room. The old leader sat in the main seat, his face as grave as water. In addition to him, the person in charge of specific affairs, there were several upper-level leaders or their secretaries sitting at the conference table.

The old leader glanced at me, his expression more serious than ever.

When everyone arrived, the old leader motioned to the middle-aged man next to him to start.

I know this person. He is Director Ma of the Propaganda Department. He used to work in the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee. During this demolition, he was appointed to be in charge of publicity work. However, because the official demolition work has not yet started, he has basically no contact with us. He is still there at ordinary times. Work at the municipal committee.

Director Ma didn't rush to speak, but motioned to his secretary to play a video.

In the projection, I saw a reporter-looking person interviewing with a microphone. There were many residents around her, and the crowd was excited.

"... Just now, the water in the water pipe disappeared. After a while, sewage spurted out, and the water pipe burst! Rotten vegetable leaves and leftover rice flowed out together with the water! My family was cooking at the time. This is great! We haven’t finished the meal, and the kitchen has become a garbage dump!”

"...The toilet was blocked. I emptied it for a long time and there was a used sanitary napkin... It's so disgusting! I'm a grown man, and I have a single dog. I live alone, so I definitely didn't throw it away!"

"What are you doing! Halfway through my shower, yellow mist came out of the shower head, and it smelled like urine! It was all poured on me!"

Angry shouts from residents filled the meeting room.

I was stunned, and the thin man and others sitting next to me, as well as people in other groups, were all stunned. Even the leaders looked at each other in confusion.

Only the old leader and Director Ma were extremely serious.

The interview isn't over yet.

As the residents talked, they talked about the rotten property and criticized the property for cutting corners and delaying inaction.

Everything on the screen, the reporter appeared in the property management office.

This should be the original material that has not been edited. It does not have the narration that often appears in the news. It has more scenes of reporters explaining their identities and showing their press cards.

As soon as the property manager on duty heard the reporter explain his purpose, he quickly called the boss above. After listening to a few words, he turned on the hands-free button.

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P.S. Many readers said they were so scared that they couldn't sleep after reading it. Hey hey hey hey... this is what I want to achieve. o(*￣▽￣*)ゞ