Aoba Office

I have seen that face for more than 20 years. I watched it gradually change into what it is today. It should be neither handsome nor ugly, with regular features and a very energetic appearance. But the reflection I saw in the water stain was a bit unfamiliar. The face was distorted and pale, and there was a shadow around the head that looked like long hair.

Snapped!

"Why are you in a daze, Lynch?"

"Hiss!" I gasped, turned my hand away and touched the painful back. When I looked up, I saw Guo Yujie's slender and straight legs.

This woman is beautiful, has a good figure, and has a generous and cheerful personality. She is like a tomboy. She has no idea about the distance between men and women. She likes to be hands-on. However, if you think that being friends with her is a good thing to take advantage of, then you have not yet Suffered a lot. Because this woman has another characteristic that overshadows all of these - she is born with strange powers! From time to time, I bumped my shoulders, nudged my elbows, and patted the catkins...

hiss! I felt that my back was starting to hurt again, so I quickly picked up the broken pieces of the teacup on the floor and threw them away, and then went to get a mop.

Guo Yujie took advantage of this time to sit on my seat and clicked the mouse several times, "What are you looking at?"

"Qingye Supernatural Agency." I filled in the blank for her.

"How is it? Is it a ghost story? Is it scary?" Guo Yujie was still clicking the mouse, "Huh? There are so many audio files! Is this what is in the USB flash drive? What is written in this file?"

I stood in the corner of the office holding a mop and didn't answer the questions that popped up from Guo Yujie one after another.

Scary?

It's not scarier than a horror movie, after all, there is no picture, and no one in Aoba has seen the white-faced, black-haired face. But if you want to say it's not scary... Fang Guoying's voice is really penetrating, especially the last phone call, it's like shouting when someone is about to die, it's almost like calling out the soul. He was really scared, so scared that he collapsed.

But this is relatively far away to me, just like the jumpscare in horror movies. After the heartbeat speeds up, it is over. I may suddenly think back to it at some point, but it is not that scary.

What I can't let go of is the last paragraph of the file.

Qingye Supernatural Agency has not found those ghost faces, has not solved those ghost faces, and cannot determine whether they will appear again.

I will probably never go to Forest Park in my lifetime.

"Hey, Lin Qi, did you hear me? Are you really scared?" Guo Yujie turned to call me.

"You have too many questions." I said perfunctorily, and used a mop to mop away the water stains on the floor.

"Is this scary?" Guo Yujie picked out one of her countless questions.

"It's okay." I continued perfunctorily.

"This office is really weird. If you like to use audio recording, why do you need paper documents?" Guo Yujie's attention shifted and she casually flipped through several file folders I put on the table.

There will be several U disks hanging on those file folders, and the U disks are labeled with event numbers. In other words, each event will have a paper file and a U disk full of audio files. This way of handling it is really strange and confusing.

"Probably to save time." I guessed.

"To save time, just do all the audio." Guo Yujie let go and closed the file folder.

Suddenly, there was the sound of messy and shuffling footsteps outside the office. Not long after, two figures, one fat and one thin, appeared at the door of the office and staggered through the door, which was not very wide.

"Brother Qi, Sister Guo." The fat man greeted breathlessly.

The thin man lay down directly on the chair, feeling furious.

"What's going on with you two?" Guo Yujie asked curiously.

"Aren't you just looking for one of those offices?" The thin man snorted angrily.

"Qingye Supernatural Agency." I filled in the blank again.

The fat man also sat down, and the chair creaked.

"How's the search going?" Guo Yujie gloated, obviously knowing the result from the performance of the two people, and now she asked knowingly.

"What the hell!" The thin man continued to be angry.

"We first went to find the doorman of that community." The fat man wiped his sweat and answered Guo Yujie's question with great enthusiasm, "The doorman is a newcomer and has never seen anyone from that office. He asked me to find their captain. The captain He also lives in that community, on the third floor of No. 9. We went there and he said he had met several people in the office, all young people, both male and female. He asked for their names and he didn’t know, so he asked us to go find the neighborhood committee.”

"Didn't we ask people from the neighborhood committee a long time ago?" Guo Yujie interrupted.

"Yes, but the doorman is talking about the former director of the neighborhood committee who also lives in this community. She knows them, so we will go find the former director of the neighborhood committee." The fat man had a grimace on his face.

"Fourth floor, No. 17!" The thin man shouted hoarsely from the side.

"What's the result?" Guo Yujie was very interested.

"I had a cerebral attack last month, and now I don't even recognize my daughter." The fat man sighed.

"That aunt was so enthusiastic. She told us that there was a family in the community who had a bad relationship. She went to the office and told us her address." The thin man raised his thumb and little finger at Guo Yujie, "No. 31 Sixth floor!"

"Hahahaha!" Guo Yujie laughed, counting on her fingers how many floors they had climbed in total.

"What did that person say?" I asked.

"People say I didn't go in the end and went to the temple to burn incense." The thin man sighed.

"Then we can only use the old method and find the neighbors of the office." The fat man continued.

The community that the thin man and the fat man have been talking about is called the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants. From the name, you can tell that it is an old residential area. There is a six-story building in the community, with four households on each floor, for a total of twenty-four households. Compared with the high-rise apartments now, there are not many people, but this is an old community, and many residents have sold or rented their houses. It is really The people who lived there changed from generation to generation.

No matter how troublesome it is, work still needs to be done. Who said this is one of the areas our demolition office is responsible for demolition?

At present, the demolition office has just built a prototype and is in the preliminary investigation stage, looking for property owners who have the potential to become nail households. Mediation and communication work should be done before demolition, which is the work purpose of our senior leaders of the demolition office. We, the little characters who were transferred to the demolition office, obeyed orders, searched and searched, and caught the wind and shadows, just like a group of paparazzi. However, this really allowed us to find a few property owners who would become firm and tenacious owners at first sight.

For example, this Qingye Supernatural Office is a resident on the sixth floor of No. 6, Gongnong Village. The entire sixth floor is their office. There is a sign of "Qingye Supernatural Office" on the door. It looks like a group of chuunibyou. Every house.

Our demolition office doesn't care what this resident does, as long as he agrees to the demolition. But the problem is that we can't find anyone. When we inquired, it seems that the house has been empty for several years.

It doesn't matter if the house is vacant. The housing management bureau will check the information to see who the property owner is, so just contact them directly.

Unexpectedly, this house has never had a transaction record. The housing authority has no data, only paper files from thirty years ago. When I looked through the files, I found that the files were damaged and it was completely unclear who the owner of the house was.

This is the worst situation for our demolition office. To have a name, various modern information methods can be used. There are solutions to whether you can find yourself or not. But if you don’t even know the name, then you can only be blind.