ghost in the office 2

Qiu Tingmu felt that He Jin's current actions were done unconsciously after being drunk, so he didn't care much, so he lifted He Jin's arm up a little bit, and the two of them maintained this movement and went upstairs. Cao Cao and the other three had already returned The dormitory rested, and the whole small building fell into a rare silence.

He Jin's dormitory was next to Qiu Tingmu's, and Qiu Tingmu planned to get He Jin into the dormitory before washing himself.

"Qiu...Qiu Tingmu." The dull voice of He Jin, who had been next to Qiu Tingmu in an uncomfortable position, came from Qiu Tingmu's chest, and Qiu Tingmu was dragging him into the dormitory .

Qiu Tingmu smiled and said "hmm", why is this man calling himself drunk?

"I...I drank too much today." Qiu Tingmu pulled He Jin's arm from his waist, the weather was already a bit cold, Qiu Tingmu immediately pulled the quilt over him after putting He Jin on the bed .

Qiu Tingmu nodded: "I know."

He Jin seemed dissatisfied, closed his eyes and muttered, "What do you know?"

"I know you're drunk." Qiu Tingmu thought it was very interesting, He Jin was very funny after drinking too much, and the conversation was orderly and clear.

"Then, do you know why I'm drunk?" He Jin continued to ask, as if he wanted to say a lot.

Qiu Tingmu: "You are happy that the case is solved."

"That's right, that's not right." He Jin frowned dissatisfied.

"No?" Qiu Tingmu originally wanted to go back to the dormitory to wash and sleep, but He Jin really wanted to chat with him, so Qiu Tingmu simply found a towel, poured hot water into the basin, threw the towel in and wrung it dry, He wiped He Jin's face lightly.

He Jin's eyelashes trembled: "Actually, the reason why I drank too much has something to do with you."

"Me?" Qiu Tingmu was puzzled, He Jin drank a lot, and now his face was a little red.

"Actually, we..." He Jin's words were overwhelmed by Qiu Tingmu's ringing mobile phone in his pocket. Qiu Tingmu hurriedly took out his mobile phone. It's so late, isn't there something wrong?

"Hello." After only one word, Qiu Tingmu's expression darkened, "Wei Zuo, I made Shen Lu's matter very clear."

Lying flat on the bed, He Jin's ears twitched slightly, and his eyelids opened a little.

"I can't help him when he's sad. Look at what time it is now. If there's nothing else, I'm going to rest." Qiu Tingmu's tone was flat, without any major emotional ups and downs. He Jin opened his eyelids wider and focused his eyes In the middle, staring at Qiu Tingmu's back.

"That's it, go to bed early." Qiu Tingmu put away the phone, turned to look at He Jin, He Jin closed his eyes tightly as if he was asleep, Qiu Tingmu tucked in the quilt for him, gently closed the door and went out.

In the darkness, He Jin opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and stared at the dark ceiling: "Damn it."

Everyone went to bed too late, the case was over, and He Jin, who was the first to wake up in the small office building, opened his eyes and realized that it was past eleven o'clock at noon.

He Jin seldom stays in bed. He has no habit or condition. He is fine for the time being. He Jin decides to stay in bed. He stretches lazily to stretch all his muscles and bones. He Jin puts the quilt back on and stares at the ceiling in a daze. , until the knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, followed by Cao Cao's voice outside the door: "Boss, it's time to eat."

"coming."

After sleeping for nearly ten hours straight and staring blankly for more than half an hour, He Jin was really hungry, so he quickly got up to wash and change his clothes. He could already smell the aroma of cooked rice.

People in the office eat very simple meals, but they are never sloppy. In Cao Cao’s words, even if they can only eat one dish, it must be the best. Therefore, unless the conditions are not allowed outside, as long as there is plenty of time in the small building , Their meals are very standardized.

For example, today, the Northeast rice in the rice cooker is already cooked, and there are several plates on the meeting table, including tomato fish, spicy chicken, white meat with garlic, stir-fried cabbage heart, and a pot of bacon and winter melon soup. Causes a persistent gurgling sound in the big guy's stomach.

Qiu Tingmu, who has not been here to report for a long time, feels that eating here is not just to satisfy his stomach, it feels like eating at home, and his appetite has increased a lot.

"Boss, if it's okay, can we go home?" Porridge distributed the bowls to everyone, "My mother asked me to go back."

He Jin nodded: "Yes, if you are fine after dinner, you can go back."

"Every time after saying this, there will be something to do, and then continue to have no time to go home." Porridge sighed resignedly.

Qiu Tingmu was suddenly very interested: "Why did you choose this profession?"

Cao Cao was the first to raise his hand: "I have a special physique, and I can communicate with spirits since I was a child, so I was directly assigned to this department when it was established."

"It's because of my mobile phone." Melon continued Cao Cao's words, "Actually, that thing is not a mobile phone. It should be a very special magnetic field receptor. It is said that this thing recognizes people, and whoever holds it and can receive information will belong to it."

Qiu Tingmu was very interested in this: "Why is this?"

"No one knows, it's been said that way anyway."

Next is Congee Congee: "I'm more ordinary. Melon came here. In order to facilitate the mission, I needed another policewoman, so I was transferred here."

In the end, He Jin came over with his job bowl ready to eat: "I've been working in this line of work since I graduated. To me, it doesn't matter what my position is, it's all about investigating cases anyway."

The rice was completely cooked, and everyone was already starving, so they picked up the bowls and chopsticks to eat. Everyone discussed that if there was no new case after the meal, they would all go home.

As the saying goes, good spirits don't work bad spirits, just finished eating, and it's too late to burp one, when He Jin's very special bell rang, and everyone who had originally relaxed expressions instantly grimaced.

He Jin spread his hands helplessly, meaning that the matter of going home is over, and at the same time he answered the phone: "Hello, He Jin."

The four of them stood up silently and cleaned up the dishes as quickly as possible. If there was no miscalculation, they should have something to do when He Jin's phone call is over.

"Everyone." Sure enough, He Jin hung up the phone and began to talk about things, "Tang Ju said that there is a social gathering tonight, which is specially organized to care for older unmarried youths."

The four people who were busy with their hands stopped at the same time and looked at He Jin: "Are you unmarried?"

"That's what Tang Bureau said, do you want to go? Anyway, it's fine for now." He Jin glanced at Qiu Tingmu.

There were a few "clang" sounds, the sound of bowls, chopsticks and spoons colliding with each other, accompanied by Cao Cao's indignant voice: "Who is an older unmarried youth? Is the Tang Bureau despising us?"

"That is, we are obviously working hard to build a beautiful socialism!"

"Definitely not going."

"I won't go even if I'm killed."

He Jin listened silently for a long time, and then saw an opportunity to interject and asked, "Aren't you going?"

"Don't go!" The expressions of the three people were resolute and tragic, and they all spoke in unison.

He Jin couldn't help laughing, they always speak bad things about him behind Tang Ju's back, there is a certain reason, just about to ask Qiu Tingmu, who didn't express his opinion, what he thought, when the melon pocket vibrated, she wiped her hands clean, and took out her phone: " Boss, we can't go anywhere."