ghost in the office 2

Kang Jia, Cai Tian, ​​Zhou Dong, and the four people who are lying in the hospital and have not woken up, and Chen Xuping, who insisted on using living people to live forever 15 years ago, seem to have no connection at first glance. Occupational distribution, social network, etc. It shows that the possibility of all these people knowing is very small.

But because of a strange mark, these people were twisted together by something.

"I looked for this mark on the Internet, but I didn't find anything useful." Qiu Tingmu was very concerned about this mark, and always felt that this thing was weird.

The speed of information circulation in the current society has greatly increased. Even if your home is on the westernmost side of the earth and my home is on the opposite easternmost side, as long as someone spreads the word, my family may know about your family’s fart in 1 minute.

In the information age, people have no real secrets.

This is especially true for some strange and special things. Too many people want to show something in front of the public and show their uniqueness, so many uncommon things can also find clues on the Internet.

Qiu Tingmu searched all available sources of information, but couldn't find any information that was even remotely similar to this print, and there were quite a lot of messy and alarmist rumors.

He Jin put his hand on the mouse and swipe it lightly, looking at the photos, he said: "As far as the clues we have at hand, Chen Xuping is the one who knows the most about this sign, but he has passed away for more than ten years, we can start from his family and friends Check it out."

Qiu Tingmu happened to have the same idea: "Cao Cao said before that Chen Xuping saw this method from an ancient book, and this book may still be in his home."

After reading the photos, except for the imprint, the two found nothing special for the time being, so they decided to go to Chen Xuping's house immediately.

According to the information from Cao Cao, Chen Xuping’s home is in the old city not far from the office, but the city has been developed and constructed in the past ten years, and the place is now very dilapidated, and most of the residents are old people, foreigners or fresh graduates. A young man with little money, He Jin had just parked his car on the side of a crowded road when an old man with a red armband on his arm appeared out of nowhere and waved to them: "You can't park here, it's blocking people from walking."

He Jin looked around, and found that this location is actually between two large flower beds, which is not a proper way: "It's not blocking the road here, uncle?"

"I say block the road, so I block the road." The uncle was impatient, and looked up and down He Jin, who was more than a head taller than him, "What's the matter? Young people who have money to buy a car don't take the rules seriously?"

"..." He Jin looked down at the sneakers he was about to take off the line, the jacket and jeans that were so simple to the extreme, and the broken car around him that was more than ten years old that even the second-hand market was reluctant to accept. He really couldn't understand this uncle. From the point as thin as a hair, you can tell that you are "rich".

Although he was depressed in his heart, He Jin knew how to deal with this type of people. For so many years, he had never met anyone, and he used all kinds of words, and He Jin always took this as the truth.

Qiu Tingmu noticed the uncle's yellow teeth and the color between the two fingers of his right hand. Just as he was about to wink at He Jin, the man next to him, who had just taken two deep breaths, took out a book from his jacket pocket. A pack of cigarettes, he took out one quite familiarly, pinched a lighter with his right hand at some point, stepped forward two steps and smiled at the uncle: "We are not this kind of people, we are here to do something, don't understand the rules, don't mind uncle, come here , A trivial matter is not a respect, you accept it."

The uncle, who was originally impatient and contemptuous, looked at the cigarette case and immediately looked better. He Jin had already ignited the lighter, and looked at him eagerly, waiting for him to put away the cigarette that cost tens of dollars each. Take it and set him on fire.

The uncle didn't intend to be polite, he took the cigarette and put it in his mouth, and He Jin immediately connected the lighter in his hand. The uncle took two puffs hard, with a satisfied expression on his face: "It's a good thing, high-priced things are just different."

"Uncle knows how to do it." He Jin complimented, smoked another cigarette and came out to wait.

The uncle's expression at this moment can be described as kind: "There are not many people now, you should stop here first, and drive away before five o'clock in the afternoon."

He Jin put on a bright smile: "Understood, thank you."

In the next second, Qiu Tingmu held back a smile as he walked and looked at He Jin who looked like he had stepped on shit beside him: "I haven't seen you smoke before."

"I seldom smoke, and I can't smoke half a pack all year round." He Jin took out the cigarettes in his coat and showed Qiu Tingmu, "Even if I'm an old smoker, I wouldn't want to buy this kind of cigarettes. There are hundreds of packs a month. How much money do you have to work hard to get?"

The two found the building according to the address provided by Cao Cao. As expected, the building was very old, the walls were dark, and the stairs were outside, winding up from floor to floor, with a total of seven floors.

"The information shows that Chen Xuping has a daughter. I don't know if he can live here now." He Jin put away the lazy expression on his face. There is no property security in this kind of old community. The doorway of a house on the left.

The door is made of wood, with the oldest kind of locks, and the screen door on the outside is almost non-existent, torn in sevens and eights, with various large and small holes on it, and the windows are the same, with a layer of newspapers stuck inside.

There was no doorbell, so He Jin raised his hand and knocked a few times on the wood of the frame of the screen window: "Hi, is anyone there?"

No one answered, He Jin knocked harder on the door, and spoke at a much higher decibel: "Is anyone there?"

There was still no response, He Jin put his ear to the wooden door to hear what was going on inside, the door of another house on the fifth floor was opened from the inside, and a white-haired old man poked his head out and saw He Jin Listen carefully to the movement of the neighbor's house.

"What are you doing?" the old man called out.

He Jin hurriedly stood up straight, making himself look like a serious person: "Hi, sir, we're here to find someone from his family."

The uncle looked He Jin up and down: "I don't think you are serious. My son is at home. He is a boxing coach. If you do something bad, I will call the police immediately!"

"..."

In just half an hour today, He Jin was sometimes said to be a local tyrant, or a local tyrant who looked down on others, and sometimes he was said to be not a decent person, sneaking around in front of other people's houses, and even called the police...

What is he fighting with today?

"Hi, sir, let's ask this family something." Qiu Tingmu took out his ID in time to save He Jin who wanted to fly down from the fifth floor.

Probably because Qiu Tingmu was steady, unlike He Jin with "thiefy eyebrows and mouse eyes", the uncle took the ID card to him and looked at it carefully, and after identifying the authenticity, he returned the ID card to Qiu Tingmu: "Who are you looking for?"

"Oh, the surname is Chen."

The uncle frowned: "Are you looking for Chen Xuping's daughter?"