Aoba Office

The words of Yuan Kang's wife attracted the attention of the police. The police let me go and began to question Yuan Kang's wife in detail.

The middle-aged woman from before was very warm-hearted and pulled me to leave. The police took one look and simply said they would contact me if necessary. Director Mao waved his hand and said he wanted to stay and see the situation.

"You stay away from that family, it's not a good thing." The middle-aged woman said.

I didn't say anything, but Guo Yujie next to me asked first.

"Auntie, why do you say that?"

"When Ye Qing's family was here before, they couldn't stop making noises and trying to drive people away. It's already miserable enough, with so many people in the family having trouble..." The woman shuddered and dropped the topic. However, "Later on, Ye Qing was the only one left. He was also the one who wanted to send people to the welfare home. He was also making trouble in the factory. He wanted to reallocate the Ye family's house to his son. He didn't even look at his son. What is it? Shamelessly squeezing out other people's positions to enter the unit..." The woman lowered her voice, "That person was still his apprentice. He died in the factory in a production accident. Maybe it was him. Fortunately, he was driven away by the leaders later. , otherwise I don’t know what else I would do!”

Chen Xiaoqiu, Guo Yujie and I all listened to this aunt like a story. It wasn’t until we got to the parking lot that the aunt ended the topic with regret.

We divided into two cars. Chen Xiaoqiu and Guo Yujie took Auntie back to the community first, and then we returned to the unit together.

After all, something happened, and I want to tell the old leader.

The old leader asked: "Which office did you go to?"

My nerves became tense, "Yes, I'll go take a look. There..."

The old leader looked at me for a while, and his look made me dumb. I didn’t know how to make up an excuse.

The old leader smiled and said, "I'm just asking casually. Just have someone testify about this for you. It'll be fine."

I nodded stiffly.

Back in the office, I asked Shouzi and the others: "Has the old leader noticed something?"

"Isn't it strange that you can't see it?" the thin man asked back.

But the old leader said nothing.

Since he turns a blind eye, we can pretend to be confused together.

Guo Yujie talked about the aftermath of Yuan Zhiyi’s past experience. Because the aunt was riding in Chen Xiaoqiu’s car, the three of us men didn’t hear her. To sum up, all kinds of gossip and trivial things are used to prove that Yuan Zhiyi, his wife and son have character problems.

"It's possible that Yu Xinrong and the others drove him away and fired him directly, but the house cannot be taken back because the procedures have been completed long ago." Guo Yujie finally speculated.

"Perhaps it was a waste of time. It was Yu Xinrong and the others who instigated people to treat the Ye Qing family like this from the beginning," said the thin man.

"I think they are afraid." Chen Xiaoqiu disagreed. "Yuan Zhiyi offended Ye Qing to death. They are so afraid of Ye Qing, and they are also afraid that Yuan Zhiyi will provoke Ye Qing and implicate them."

The four of them discussed.

I'm a little distracted.

I still remember what happened in the office.

Yuan Zhiyi may have done many outrageous things to young Ye Qing that we don't know about. Ye Qing must have hated him. He took the initiative to come to the door after many years. Ye Qing was...I clenched my fists.

What surprised me even more was what I said. What on earth was I thinking? Even if Yuan Zhiyi had done something to Ye Qing and Ye Qing hated him, he shouldn't have killed him like that, right?

"... With such a nature, he may really be like the aunt said before. He has killed people a long time ago, and now he has no psychological burden to kill again. Legally... given his age, he will not be given a harsh sentence. It may even be just probation."

"Brother Qi, you have to be careful."

I looked up and saw they were all looking at me.

"What? Be careful, Yuan Zhiyi?" I asked a little dullly.

"That's right. Chen Xiaoqiu said that his daughter-in-law said she wanted to kill you." The thin man looked at me strangely, "Brother Qi, are you okay?"

"Well... wasn't she talking about Ye Qing?" I thought for a while.

Ye Qing may have known from the beginning that they were deceived and instigated by the spirit and wanted to kill him, so he decided to kill Yuan Zhiyi. Thinking about it this way, I feel a little more accepting. This was barely a legitimate defense, not legal, but... like Ye Qing, it couldn't be restricted by law.

"When she said that, her eyes flickered, and she was peeking at you." Chen Xiaoqiu said.

I looked at Chen Xiaoqiu in surprise and found that Guo Yujie was also nodding beside him.

"What happened in the office?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked.

I slowly told what happened in the office, but I couldn't say what I said to Ye Qing. I didn't even think I would have such thoughts. Killing...killing a living person is different from killing ghosts in dreams in the past. Am I okay with this? I couldn't help but think of what Nangong Yao said before, that I might become a more terrifying evil ghost than the previous supernatural events...

"So, their target is indeed you, but they didn't expect to see Ye Qing and the spirit. Ye Qing also killed the spirit." Chen Xiaoqiu said.

I looked up in confusion.

"That spirit only knew about your existence. Did it never see Ye Qing before he was killed?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked.

It dawned on me.

Even if Yuan Zhiyi thinks Ye Qing is powerful and scary, the spirit has not seen Ye Qing, and there is no conflict of interest with Ye Qing as a ghost. He was cautious from the beginning and disguised himself perfectly. Why would such a spirit attack other ghosts when it has nothing to do? His attack on me doesn't make sense either. However, if he is like the malicious spirit in the hotel, killing people for fun; if he can keep in touch with the hotel and know what Xuan Qing's actions are today... if the spirit of the TV also keeps in touch with the hotel... …

I connected all this together, a flash of inspiration exploded in my mind, and I quickly told Chen Xiaoqiu and the others what I had discovered.

"Call Gumo and the others and ask them if they have thought of this." Chen Xiaoqiu said decisively.

When the call was called, I poured out what had happened and my speculations.

"The hotel must have known about the existence of the four of us from these two spirits. The experienced Taoist can also think of this. He was also well prepared when he went. We still don't know what the problem is. What are you doing now? Plan?" Gu Mo asked me.

"I can't go to the office now. I'll go sleep there at night."

All I can do is influence reality through dreams.

Gu Mo said "Oh", said nonchalantly, "Come on, then" and hung up the phone.

I looked at my phone and shook my head helplessly, still having a headache. If it wasn't because he was set up by the hotel, why would Master Xuan Qing fall into the trap? Did he make a mistake in his judgment? That hotel was more powerful than he had expected?

I shook my phone.

I was going to spend the night at the office tonight. When I called my mother to tell her that I wasn't going home, my mother gave me a few hesitant hints, so I could only pretend to be stupid.

The thin man and the others wanted to accompany me, so even if they didn't go to the office, they could stay in a hotel nearby for one night. At least they would be close enough to be able to get there in time if anything happened. I refused. Even if they arrive, they may not be able to help.

We had dinner together after get off work and got a sleeping bag from the fat man. We didn't go to the community until after eight o'clock. At this point, after rush hour, there was no one in the community.

I entered Building 6 alone. When I went upstairs, I could hear the sound of TV sets and voices coming from some people's homes. In an old house, the sound insulation effect is not very good, so you can always hear this kind of vague movement.

The office was no longer lively as before, it was dark and quiet. I muttered to myself in the dark, spread my sleeping bag on the sofa, and got in directly.

The moment I closed my eyes, I fell into a dream.

A cold voice went away. I tried hard to capture the voice, and suddenly found myself standing at the door of the hotel. My gaze was a little low, and it was different from the objects in the previous dreams.

That sentence, I finally understood.

"I'll take you to meet your son."

It's Ye Qing's voice!