Aoba Office

Yuan Kang frowned and asked the employee who stopped him: "Didn't I say that due to construction, the city's fireworks show and our couple's room will be cancelled?"

"The announcement has been sent out, and it has been explained to the guests who have already booked. However, a new guest expressed his wish to book a room and said he wanted to stay with us before the completion." The employee replied with a sigh on his face.

Yuan Kang understood and thought about it: "I will report this situation to the superiors during the afternoon meeting. If any guests book a room, you can deal with it first."

"OK."

I listened to the conversation between the two absent-mindedly. I was not interested in the guests with strange preferences. I paid more attention to the horse sculpture next to me.

I don’t see anything wrong with this sculpture, I haven’t seen a ghost, and I don’t know what Feng Shui is about. This sculpture seems ordinary to me, and I can't imagine the scene of it trampling Yuan Kang to death.

Yuan Kang inspected various positions in the hotel and repeatedly warned everyone to pay attention to safety during the construction period and pay attention to the safety of guests. He then returned to his office in the staff area to work on documents.

Everything looks ordinary.

Yuan Kang is very busy. Due to the construction of Binjiang Avenue, the hotel needs to make various adjustments and has many affairs. The things he manages are a bit complicated.

I didn't keep staring at Yuan Kang, but walked around the hotel as much as possible.

I really don’t know anything about Feng Shui. I know that many people who run companies will raise fish in the company, which is the limit. Others, I really don't know anything about.

There are quite a lot of messy things in the hotel. Decorative paintings, sculptures, vases, and other works of art are not known to be genuine or fake, but they can be seen in many places and look to be of extremely high quality. This makes me even more unable to judge what the Feng Shui inside the hotel is.

I can't go too far away from Yuan Kang. As far as I can move now, I can't even go around every corner of the hotel.

But I heard some gossip.

Yuan Kang has been working in the hotel for a long time. He has been a veteran employee, doorman, bellman, room service, kitchen, bar... He has done it all, and gradually became the hotel manager.

I subconsciously thought of Xiao Zheng. Does Yuan Kang know Xiao Zheng? Does he know about Xiao Zheng's death? Do you know about room 809?

I returned to Yuan Kang's office and looked at Yuan Kang who was immersed in work.

Someone knocked on the office door.

"Come in." Yuan Kang didn't even raise his head.

"Manager Yuan..." The person standing outside the door looked very strange and hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Kang became impatient and raised his eyelids.

"Dead...dead..." the visitor stammered.

Yuan Kang stood up suddenly, "What did you say?"

"Someone jumped off the building..." The man was still stuttering and his hands were trembling.

Yuan Kang became anxious, rushed out of the office, and ran directly outside.

My heartbeat also picked up.

Yuan Kang rushed all the way to the hotel lobby and saw more frightened faces.

From here, you can see many people gathered outside the main entrance of the hotel, everyone with their necks raised.

Yuan Kang continued to rush out and stood outside the hotel, raising his head like others.

Under the sun, there is an abnormal shadow on the top of the scaffolding.

Yuan Kang opened his mouth wide.

Until then, there were shouts one after another all around.

I tried hard to look, but I didn't see anything, no ghosts, no suspicious people.

Before the police arrived, Yuan Kang, as the hotel manager, was very competent and responsible. He responded quickly, restrained the hotel employees in an orderly manner, and asked what happened.

"Is it Wei Xiaozhong?" Yuan Kang confirmed again and again.

"Only Wei Xiaozhong is not here." An employee responsible for counting hotel personnel said with a white face.

"Has no one gone to see it upstairs?" Yuan Kang asked impatiently.

The scaffolding was erected outside the window of the hotel room. As long as you find the right room, you can see the corpse stuck on the scaffolding up close.

Someone else said: "Someone, someone went to see it...I don't know...that face..."

"I vomited for a long time and said I couldn't recognize it anymore," someone else added.

Yuan Kang frowned, "How could it be Wei Xiaozhong? How could he run away..."

The man in a chef's uniform quickly explained: "We don't know either. He suddenly disappeared. He was busy at the time and didn't pay attention to it. He didn't see anyone after that. We don't know when he ran away."

"Yes, yes." Someone echoed eagerly.

Yuan Kang closed his mouth tightly.

I always feel that what Yuan Kang has not finished saying is not the same thing as what the chef explained.

The police arrived, took over the investigation, and confirmed that the deceased was Wei Xiaozhong. They took notes on the hotel employees and guests, and retrieved the hotel's surveillance video.

I thought I could see the surveillance video, but to my surprise, the police took the video away without checking it in the hotel.

I couldn't see Chen Yihan either. Liu Xiangqian received the notice and arrived at the hotel. He was responsible for dealing with Chen Yihan and the government people. Yuan Kang cooperated with the police below to conduct investigations and appease the hotel employees and guests. But the way Wei Xiaozhong died was so bizarre, I could see that Yuan Kang himself felt guilty, let alone comforting others.

Yuan Kang didn't get home from get off work until eight o'clock in the evening.

He and Yuan Zhiyi probably don't live together, but today it seems that they made an appointment for a family of three to go to Yuan Zhiyi's place for dinner, and Yuan Kang's wife cooked it. Yuan Kang was late, and when he arrived at Yuan Zhiyi's house, he found that the expressions of everyone at home were worried.

"You know it." Yuan Kang twitched his lips and showed an ugly smile, "Don't worry, someone just committed suicide."

"Is it really suicide?" Yuan Kang's daughter asked, panicking, "Dad, I read on the Internet that the man died very strangely, and he was so direct..."

Bang!

The tea cup in Yuan Zhiyi's hand paused directly on the table.

Yuan Kang's daughter's voice stopped suddenly.

"Don't read the nonsense on the Internet. Someone just committed suicide by jumping off a building." Yuan Kang said deliberately in an understatement.

Yuan Kang's wife and daughter are still uneasy.

Yuan Kang asked Yuan Zhiyi some gossip about how he was doing today, but Yuan Zhiyi didn't answer very enthusiastically. Yuan Kang didn't sit there for long before he left with his wife and daughter.

He drove the car and a family of three sat in the car. The atmosphere was very depressing.

"Dad, is it really just suicide?" Yuan Kang's daughter asked this question again.

"Otherwise it's murder?" Yuan Kang asked, "The police are still investigating. There are so many people in the hotel and there are surveillance cameras, so they can definitely find out."

Yuan Kang's daughter relaxed a lot when she heard this.

Yuan Kang's wife was silent.

Observing her expression, I always felt that the emotions and demeanor of the couple were similar.

After returning home, washing and resting, the couple lay on the bed, both lying flat on their backs, staring at the ceiling with their eyes open.

"Husband." Yuan Kang's wife called.

"Yeah." Yuan Kang's voice was very soft.

"Is it... is it that room?" Yuan Kang's wife asked tremblingly.

I immediately understood that my previous guess was correct, Yuan Kang knew about Room 809.

Yuan Kang took a while to answer: "Probably not. The person who committed suicide was a person working in the kitchen and dining room. He couldn't enter the guest room. No one was staying in 809 today. Besides, it's been several years... The people from that office should have solved the problem. .”

I was a little surprised now. Yuan Kang actually knows about Qingye?

"Then why don't you go ask the person from that firm?" Yuan Kang's wife turned over, "You don't know that I was so flustered when I saw the news. That person is said to be dead on the Internet This is not normal! Something happened in your hotel before... I told you to change my job before, but you didn't listen..." She started to complain.

"How can it be so easy to change jobs? It was so difficult for me to find a good job back then. And my dad's attitude..." Yuan Kang sighed, "Don't say this in front of his old man. Don't say it either."

"I know. Nannan didn't know about the original incident, but this time it was on the news, and there was so much news on the Internet. I don't know where she saw it." Yuan Kang's wife also sighed.

"Okay, it's okay, don't worry." Yuan Kang comforted him again.

The dream begins to switch. Because the scene was blocked, Yuan Kang was forced to take a vacation. Yuan Kang's wife was relieved by this.

The content of the dream jumped several times to night.

"I'm going out to smoke a cigarette." Yuan Kang took a cigarette lighter and went out.

While watching TV, Yuan Kang's wife and daughter said a few words to him, asking him to smoke less.

Yuan Kang agreed with a smile, went out, went downstairs, and lit a cigarette. His movements were natural and his demeanor was calm. However, his footsteps never stopped, and the smoke drifted all the way away from the community where Yuan Kang lived.

Thanks for the tip without the soy sauce bottle~

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Let me cry for a while...