When the law of conservation of isolation is broken

... After one song was played, it switched to another one, which was "Stories from the Vienna Woods".Ten past five.The dummy came over and handed him the juice, which smelled good, a mix of apples and peaches.Zhang Luotuo absently stirred it with the straw.He looked at the elevator entrance, and now it shows that the elevator stops on the 21st floor.Joad hasn't come yet, has he been tricked?

But the world is fair, he also played Qiao De, not long after what happened to Zeng Lin.The day after Zeng Lin's incident happened, everyone in the company knew about it. No one said it, but when they blinked, the story was told.Joad's gang must have noticed.No matter where they appear, the conversation crowd will suddenly shut up, and their voices will become low and dissatisfied.The management department is very satisfied with this status quo, and they shuttle through the company with pride.

Some people call it fear, but Zhang Luotuo calls it the calm before the storm.He had read this sentence in a book.He thought of the crowd that Zeng Lin was spying on when he was carried away. They were all hidden in bright lights, and some complicated emotions stirred up in his heart. He wanted to do something.

He secretly made a toy in private.The toy is ugly, with a big head that looks like the dome building in Canterlot.It took Zhang Luotuo two days to paint Joad's face on his head. The painting was a little exaggerated, but anyone who had seen Joad would know that it was Joad.Gray eyes, cold expression, these are exactly like Joad.Then Zhang Luotuo made a body, not a human body, but a horse body. The horse has four legs, has a metallic texture, and has no sideburns.He put a human head on a horse, installed a clockwork and an automatic motor, and installed a language system. When the clockwork was twisted, the horse would gallop and shout: "I am the management department! I am the management department! "Zhang Luotuo named it Qiao Dema.

Zhang Luotuo quietly put it in the toilet before leaving get off work, and set the time to start it at noon tomorrow.The next day, he deliberately went outside with Zheng Zheng to inspect the field, and did not come to the company until one o'clock in the afternoon, so as to reduce suspicion.

When he came back, he witnessed a great chaos: Choderma was scurrying about in the hallway, shouting like a siren running.People from the management department and the security department scurry around awkwardly, trying to arrest it.But Qiao Dema dodged them nimbly, running around like a runaway spaceship on TV.No one helped the management department and the security department. They all hid in the office and laughed. Whenever the chasers passed by, they pretended to be looking at the billboards outside the window and let Qiao Dema destroy the company's property.The chaos ended when Qiao Dema jumped into the elevator and was caught by Lu Xing who just came back. He gasped and smiled: "It's quite interesting, isn't it?" Talk no more.

That afternoon, no one was able to go to work again. With his chin raised high, he questioned everyone who was in the company in the morning, causing panic, but no one knew who did it.

As for Jordma's spirit - it never dies.The company quickly stirred up a frenzy.At noon the next day, a "Zhao Yi" sheep popped out of the company's coffee shop again, and then it was out of control, "Anbao" chicken, "Jode" pig, and all kinds of weird things happened unexpectedly. It popped up like a landmine, the tide of war intensified, the management department repeatedly banned it, and the whole company was like a theater performance in Animal Farm.

And the climax of the drama occurred just before a weekend off-get off work—a Friday afternoon.There was restlessness in the air as the end of get off work was imminent, and the murmur of the office was like a hissing engine every time the spaceship sailed across the sky.At this moment, there was the sound of the machine turning in the corridor, and something was sizzling, like a weird laugh.A person took the lead to observe.He stopped as soon as he reached the door of the office.

Something ran over, it was a toy penguin or something, mechanical laughter came from its throat, but its furry face had no facial features, only a solitary photo was pasted on it.If your eyes are good, you can see clearly when the photo is flickering. There are two people in the photo, one tall and one short. On the photo, the words are roughly drawn with crayons: Management Department.The word was shining brightly, and what technology was used to project it on the wall so that everyone could see it clearly.

Another prank, and now the truth is out.

Someone secretly laughed and whistled.Onlookers soon gathered in front of the office, their work forgotten.They were amazed at the penguin's gallop, watching it run around like watching a good ball game.Now that one side is on the field, they wait for the other side of the game: management and security.Wait for them to catch the penguin in a panic, and compete with it to win or lose.

They didn't have to wait long, and the management department soon received the news.At the other end of the corridor, the elevator was running from the 76th floor to the 48th floor. Everyone was holding their breath. Someone had obviously been notified of the development.Finally, the number on the screen sank and stopped at the 48th floor. The metal elevator door dinged and slowly opened, and a blurry figure finally appeared.

Everyone knew who it was, Joad of course.He was the head of the administration, so he always took the lead.

The lights were flickering, and people couldn't see his expression clearly, but they could probably guess: cold, quiet, and irritable.

The penguin had already run to the other end of the corridor, and it knocked against the floor-to-ceiling window, making a slight trembling sound.The penguin's nerve sensor light turned on red when it found an obstacle in front of it, so it automatically adjusted its route, made a U-turn, and spun towards Joad.

Someone sighed softly.The route is wrong, there is a dead end ahead, you shouldn't be running there.But no one dared to speak out, nor did they dare to make a move. They could only wait for the result of the ball game—obviously, when the penguin flew in front of Joad, he would take the opportunity to grab it and ask with his usual contempt: Who did it? of?There was nothing else he could do about it.But that's exciting enough for people.

The penguin spins rapidly, and the distance between it and Joad shrinks rapidly.Now the penguin ran up to Joad, and Joad stretched out a foot.boom.The penguin bumped into his shiny leather shoes, and the built-in antenna immediately flashed a red light, telling it to turn around and there was an obstacle ahead.So it turned around and adjusted its course again, but it couldn't go.The wall behind him squatted down and grabbed its waist. Amidst the buzzing sound of machinery, he lifted it up, allowing its feet to vibrate under the pressure of the automatic motor, and went on a fantasy journey.Someone in the office snickered, this is a funny confrontation between machines and people.

Joad didn't speak, his expression was cold.He picked up the penguin and turned it over, exposing the penguin's furry face, including the posted photo.The crayon words projected above Joad's head: Administration.Overhead lights flicker on and off across the surface of the photo.He tore down the photo casually, and first glanced at it, as if he dismissed the name, but immediately, when his gaze passed the middle of the photo, his expression became strange, and his eyes slowly froze.Then he froze, his hand holding the penguin frozen in the air like a malfunctioning machine.

This is beyond the expectations of many people.

"I thought he would drag the penguin over and question him immediately," someone whispered.Zhang Luotuo was fetching water for himself. When he heard someone say this, he poked his head out curiously.

He saw Joad.But this Joad is different.Joad's face was like a building hidden in the urban forest, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.He gazed at the photo, intently, as if it had his soul attached to it.The lights in the corridor flickered on and off, and the neon lights on the billboard outside the window reflected on Joad's face.His expression was very strange, and Zhang Luotuo couldn't tell what it was.He looked at the photo expressionlessly, no muscle in his face moved, only the gray eyes were moving, looking at it carefully from top to bottom.

The crowd gradually quieted down. Someone opened the window, and the sound of the spaceship passing by was high-pitched and high-pitched.

After a few seconds, Joad finally raised his head.It was an instant, so fast that no one could see clearly.The corridors are too dark and the endless noise is distracting.He stretched out his hand calmly, and put the hysterical penguin on the ground, as if he would not pursue the matter any more.But that's not giving it freedom.He watched him in the dark, and suddenly he stretched out his right foot, like a football center forward, and kicked the penguin towards the crowded office before it started to run again.The penguin spins in the air, immersed in the illusion of being free, flies between desks and desks, gets tangled in wires, and then struggles violently, creaking and shattering parts.People screamed, the glasses on the table were crumbling, the crowd bumped into each other, hard watches hit other people's suit buttons, water glasses hit beer cans, and the smell of sweat and perfume was mixed with abuse.

Zhang Luotuo hugged the water and tried his best to support himself against the wall, but he couldn't escape the tornado of the crowd. They pushed him out of the crowd. He struggled to keep his balance, stumbled into the corridor, and fell to the ground.He grinned and touched his back, feeling very painful, but fortunately the water glass was not poured.He stood up, only to realize that he was facing Joad. There were only two of them in the empty corridor, facing each other, with the malfunctioning lamp lying between them.Zhang Luotuo looked at Joad, he felt embarrassed, but he immediately noticed Joad's expression, Joad was different from usual, what was different Zhang Luotuo couldn't explain clearly, he always relied on intuition.

Joad didn't look at him, Joad didn't look at anyone, he just stood there and looked at everything in the office quietly.Security personnel rushed over, and he pointed them in the direction of the office, and they rushed over to give first aid.But Joad stayed where he was, and the neon lights in the distance illuminated his face, flickering like fire.He took another look at the pre-weekend carnival from a distance, and then, with an expression that Zhang Luotuo looked like an animal that didn't know how to cry, he picked up the photo, looked at it, and then without hesitation , tear up that photo.

Then he let go of his hand lightly, and the photos scattered, light and floating, like formatted digital specimens.

He left without looking back.