I cried after fighting with the villain [Quick Transmigration]

The box is decorated in a new Chinese style. The tables, chairs and benches are all dark brown simple solid wood.

Tang Song personally opened the chair and stool for the viewer, "Mr., please sit down."

The viewer was also polite, and sat down with a big horse, and then an exquisite menu was handed to him.

He waved his hand, "Just order."

Tang Song said yes, and turned to the welcoming guests who hadn't left yet, "One serving of each signature dish, by the way, and open a bottle of the red wine I kept before."

The welcome guests came down, and when they turned around, they saw the waiter in charge of the box arrived. She pulled the person out and explained the needs of the guests.

Holding the pen, the waiter hurriedly opened the menu and started to place an order.

The welcome guest raised her wrist and looked at the time. It was not yet the peak time for customers. She raised the hem of her cheongsam and quietly went around to the boss's office on the top floor.

It was quiet outside the office, as usual, she pushed the door open and went in.

There was no one on the boss chair in the office, but the sound of water came from the bathroom.

She stepped on her high heels, approached in a low voice, and held the doorknob of the bathroom.

The sound of the water inside was loud and splashing, the faucet was kept on, and the basin was already full of water.

The most unbelievable thing was that the boss's two legs were half kneeling on the ground, his arms were hanging down, and his head was buried in the water.

No matter how you look at this scene, it looks like a suicide scene. The welcome guest was terrified, but she reacted quickly. She rushed up on her high heels, dragged the person off the washbasin, and laid him flat on the ground.

The boss closed his eyes tightly, his face turned blue, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Yingbin took out his phone with trembling hands, thinking that he was too scared to accurately press the number several times in a row.

At this moment, a cold hand held her calf suddenly, and she screamed in fright, rubbing against the ground and backing away.

"Don't make noise, it's so annoying!"

The weak voice was a little irritated, followed by a few coughs.

The boss sat up from the ground, choked out a few sips of water while clutching his chest, and leaned crookedly towards the hanging cabinet next to him.

Yingbin who came back to his senses suddenly had red eyes, and rushed over crying, grabbing the man's sleeve, "What happened to you just now, how long have you been bored in the water? I'd better call the doctor."

Thinking of her boyfriend's state like a dead body before, Yingbin's heart trembled.

"I'm fine." The boss had already calmed down, and he stood up holding the door handle of the hanging cabinet.

Glancing at the woman who was still sitting on the ground, he said impatiently, "Don't be dazed, get up quickly, your makeup is all messed up, you're so ugly."

The welcome guest pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, and stood up while grabbing the edge of the bathtub.

She patted the dust on her buttocks, looked at the other person's bloodless face, and couldn't help but start to soften her heart, "Jiadong, what happened to you before, how could..."

The face of the man on the opposite side changed, and she dared not speak anymore.

Lu Jiadong's face was ashen, "It's not because you insisted on making trouble last night that I didn't sleep well. I was dizzy all morning. I fell asleep after washing my face and fell into the water."

Yingbin bit his lip aggrievedly, the two of them quarreled all night because of trivial things last night.

If I had to say it, the matter did start because of her.

She leaned forward, "Okay, I won't make you angry anymore, okay?"

Lu Jiadong still had a cold face. After being pushed and shoved for a while, his complexion improved. He pinched the woman's nose and warned, "Pan Linlin, this is the last time I warn you. If you continue to slander me and other women for messing around, we will die." Game over."

Pan Linlin agreed with her mouth, but she didn't think so in her heart.

Lu Jiadong is a high-achieving student who just came back from abroad, rich second generation, why should he fall in love with her, not because of her face and figure.

Sooner or later, she would get tired of appearance, and Pan Linlin knew that she couldn't tie this man down.

In the office outside, a phone rang suddenly.

Lu Jiadong let go of the woman and ran out in two or three steps, obviously waiting for the call.

The person on the phone said, "Here we are, parking in the parking lot."

Lu Jiadong, "I'll come down right away."

Pan Linlin followed him, and asked curiously, "Jiadong, who is taking so much face, you have to invite yourself to greet him."

"Boss of Shengshi, do you think this name is enough for me to go in person?" He looked down at his messy clothes and ordered, "Go into the lounge and find clothes for me, go quickly."

Pan Linlin was pushed into the room.

This room is just on the concave side of the building, the sunlight is blocked by the raised structure of the narrator, and only a ray of light can pour in in the early morning.

The white curtains were rattled by a gust of cool wind. Pan Linlin hunched her shoulders, walked quickly to the closet, and opened it.

The shirts and suits in the closet were all matched. Her fingers slid across the row of clothes, stopped on the middle one, and reached in to grab the hook of the hanger.

As soon as I picked it up, there was a touch of wetness on the back of my hand, which was cold and a little sticky.

Pan Linlin gave a terrified cry, dropped her clothes and ran out, shouting, "There's something, there's something in the closet!"

Lu Jiadong was busy going down to meet the distinguished guests, his temper was on the verge of impatience, and he immediately became angry when he heard the woman's screams, "I've heard you yelling here all morning, can't I just shut up and let me live in peace?!"

He rushed in all the way, without looking at the woman leaning against the wall, he took out all the clothes in the closet and threw them on the bed next to him.

"Pan Linlin, what the hell are you doing!" Lu Jiadong scratched his hair a few times irritably, before he had time to talk nonsense with his girlfriend, he randomly picked up one and changed it on the spot.

Pan Linlin was in no mood to care about the man's bad attitude. At this moment, her mind was full of the touch on the back of her hand just now.

She raised her hand in a daze, and looked at the light outside the window. There was a small piece of light on the back of her hand, like some kind of transparent liquid.

"Don't be dazed, let's go." Lu Jiadong changed his clothes and dragged Pan Linlin out.

It is impossible for him to keep anyone but him in the important office.

In the elevator room, Lu Jiadong pushed Pan Linlin to another elevator on the opposite side, and took the elevator that had already arrived to go down to the first floor.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he heard voices, and saw a man in a black suit walking into the lobby surrounded by everyone.

Lu Jiadong went up to meet him, "Mr. Sheng, long time no see."

Sheng Yiming nodded slightly, avoiding the other party's hand stretched in front of him.

Lu Jiadong was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, the earnestness on his face remained unchanged, "The box is on the third floor, please follow me."

Sheng Yiming stood there silently, with no intention of leaving, and the rest of the people naturally followed suit, looking at each other, not knowing what was wrong.

Among the group of people, only the assistant Xiao Gao dared to step forward and ask, "Sir, are you dissatisfied with the hotel?"

The person in charge of the dinner party was sweating coldly after hearing this, and came over with a stiff smile, "If Mr. Sheng is not satisfied, let's change to another place."

Shengshi's new project is huge, and Sheng Yiming is young and inexperienced, as long as they can coax him into taking a piece of the pie, ten places will do.

"No need." Sheng Yiming suddenly said, "Let's go to the second floor, is there any room?"

No need for the leader to speak, Lu Jiadong immediately said, "Yes, there is a garden terrace outside the largest box on the second floor. The scenery is indeed better than that on the third floor. Wait a moment, everyone, I will send someone to arrange it right away."

As soon as the general manager finished speaking, the lobby manager who followed him arranged the task and asked the waiter in charge of the second floor to remove the extra tableware.

Lu Jiadong turned off the walkie-talkie and made a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Sheng, this way please."

Sheng Yiming turned his face slightly, giving him the first straight look.

But the man's eyes did not make Lu Jiadong feel that he was taken seriously. On the contrary, he tasted a strange smile from them, like mockery, like indifference, and his pale eyes were reflected in those dead black eyes like a dry well. Face.

Pale as a dead man.

Lu Jiadong shuddered, recovered from his daze, and found that the man had turned his head and walked towards the elevator.

He followed quickly, his right eyelid twitched violently a few times.

Not long after he got on the elevator, he discovered a strange place. The dozen or so people inside were all silent, and the temperature in the small space dropped to freezing point, which made people nervous.

Lu Jiadong quietly looked at the few people closest to him, each of them had a pale face and looked at their toes with lowered eyelids.

Intuition told him, don't lower your head, there is nothing below.

But the body didn't listen, still stubbornly bent his neck and lowered his head.

On the polished black leather shoes, there was a drop of dark water, and in the blink of an eye, there was another drop.

Lu Jiadong's body began to tremble, and he grabbed the seams of his trousers in fear. He could see that when the water dripped from top to bottom, it was as red as blood.

Where did the red water come from? Did other people have the same experience as him, so they all stared at their toes?

But except for him, everyone's leather shoes are clean.

Everything that was weird reminded him of the sudden fainting in the bathroom before. At that time, he went to the bathroom to tidy up in order to have a good appearance to welcome the distinguished guests.

But for some reason, a gust of cool wind came from nowhere, followed by him and he lost consciousness.

Lu Jiadong didn't believe in ghosts and gods. From a scientific point of view, he told himself and Pan Linlin that the fainting was caused by lack of sleep.

But as long as you think about it, you will find that this statement is simply untenable.

With a click, another drop of red water dripped onto the shoe.

Lu Jiadong shrugged his shoulders, raised his head slowly and uncontrollably, his eyeballs rolled up, and fixed on the top of the elevator.

There was an obvious pool of water on the ground, and those unknown liquids were falling drop by drop along the gap in the metal plate on the top of the elevator.

"Ding--"

The dead silence was broken by the elevator's notification sound, Lu Jiadong took a few seconds to react, and found that the bosses who were clearly standing around him had left the elevator at some point and were standing outside, looking at him strangely.

Some people saw how stupid he was, and sneered, "Mr. Lu, what's wrong with you, if you have other things to deal with, you can ask the lobby manager to guide us."

"Nothing." Lu Jiadong suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and walked out quickly, "I'm really sorry, I was distracted just now."

He took a few steps, and tried in a joking tone, "Mr. Zhou, you have been staring at your toes just now, what are you looking at?"

"When did I stare at my toes?" Mr. Zhou stared at Lu Jiadong inexplicably, and walked over him to the leader man.

"Mr. Sheng, I heard that Mr. Sheng is not feeling well. Is it better recently?"

"Mr. Zhou, please bear in mind that my father's health is much better." Sheng Yiming replied indifferently. When passing by the sea of ​​clouds, his eyes accurately passed the crack of the door and landed on the young man who was leaning towards the door.

The young man drank his tea with his head down, then turned his head to talk to the man on the left.

Maybe it was because the sight from the outside was too sharp, Li Yu turned his head sharply to look over, only one waiter passed by the crack of the door.

I thought it was a mission target.

He withdrew his gaze in disappointment, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that the temple master was also staring outside, thoughtful.

Tang Song had a big heart and didn't notice the difference between the two of them, so he added a big chicken drumstick to the temple master, "Old man, eat quickly, the food is getting cold."

The viewer drank the red wine with a smile, his mouth was full of the smell of banknotes, "Mr. Tang, you don't have to be polite, you can eat too."

Tang Song, "I'm eating, don't you think I'm eating right now?"

Li Yu, "..."

This kind of fake polite, dry dialogue, the two of them come and go, and they are actually talking happily.

Stuffing a piece of braised pork into his mouth, he asked the system, "Has the target been reached?"

"I don't know." 1551's attitude was very cold, and every word revealed his rejection of this topic.

Li Yu can't, brother one is good at temper now, he can't be relied on, so he can rely on himself.

He finished the chicken soup in the small bone china bowl, wiped his mouth and stood up, whispering to Tang Song, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Tang Song didn't doubt that he was there, and waved him to go and come back quickly, but the master twirled his beard and sighed as he watched the young man leave.

"Sir."

Fa Xiao has been there before, and now finally has the opportunity, Tang Song asked in a suppressed voice, "You said that there is really no room for mediation about my Fa Xiao?"

What kind of ghosts and ghosts are not species of the same world, why bother to pester his family.

The temple master said cryptically, "There's no way, but don't worry, Mr. Ding won't be in danger of his life."

Tang Song, "But..."

"There are good people and bad people, and there are also good and bad ghosts." The master said with a conscience, "You can't interfere with the fate of others, not even me. I still say what I said before, Mr. Tang had better be with Mr. Ding." Keep your distance."

Tang Song and Ding Lian grew up together. A long time ago, they exchanged crotch pants.

Such a deep friendship doesn't just mean breaking up the partnership.

Tang Song asked, "What do you mean by the distance?"

"I don't know either." The temple master said, "It depends on what that person means."

Tang Song became even more confused, "Who is that?"

Guanzhu, "Don't say it, don't say it."

Tang Song, "..."

Li Yu had no idea that he would also be the subject of discussion, and was squatting outside a box to peek.

The box was filled with smoke, and colorful jokes were flying all over the place. It was too vulgar and did not meet the mission's objective and elegant character design.

Close the door for the other party and continue to the next box.

They searched one by one, and finally came to the last box at the end of the corridor.

This box is more luxurious than the others just by looking at the closed door, and there are two waiters guarding the door.

Seeing a guest coming, the waiter smiled and greeted, and continued to stand guard without squinting.

Li Yu couldn't get in, so he could only call out the system again, "1551, he should be inside?"

The system is silent.

Li Yu pinched his throat and called Brother Yi, the kind with waves.

The system was ruined by nausea, fearing that it would continue to be disgusted, so he hurriedly said, "Yes!"

After getting an affirmative answer, Li Yu felt at ease, leaning against the wall and rubbing his chin to think.

He has just come all the way here, and he has already figured out the layout of this floor. If people in the box want to get in and out, they can take the spiral staircase not far from the sea of ​​clouds besides the elevator in the middle of the corridor.

The bosses come out to eat and drink, either for the contract, or to plan for the contract, it is impossible to chat without a drink list.

After drinking, the smell rose to the sky, and everyone was nestled in the same elevator, so they couldn't be suffocated to death.

Therefore, there is a high probability that after eating and serving, the people in the box will pass by the door of Yunhaijian.

On the way back, Li Yu asked the system, "Are we reconciled?"

The system is arrogant, "Barely count."

Li Yu, "If Sheng Yiming passes by outside, can you notify me in advance?"

It took the system a long time to squeeze out two words, "Okay."

Li Yu, "..."

Since 1551 has the emotion module, it has become more and more difficult to deal with.

Back in the box, the two people in the seats were still in the polite way of coming and going, as if they were deliberately covering up something.

Li Yu tugged Tang Song's sleeves and asked in a low voice, "What were you talking about when I was away?"

Tang Song hurriedly said, "It's nothing, just chat casually, really."

"..." There are really ghosts, Li Yu pondered, and interrogated after returning.

After concentrating on eating for a while, the system suddenly sent a message, "Sheng Yiming left the box and went to the stairwell of the emergency exit."

Li Yu wondered, "What are you doing in the stairwell?"

"Smoking." 1551 said, "It's probably because the people in the box are too annoying, so let's go out to get some air."

The wine table is full of hypocrisy and pretentiousness, which is indeed annoying enough.

Li Yuchong spread his hands to Tang Song, "Give me a cigarette."

Tang Song stared at the person across from him for a moment, then remembered that since the night when he was beaten, he had never seen him smoking a cigarette since his childhood.

Li Yu was taken aback by the weird eyes on the other side, and after turning his mind a little, he understood what was going on.

He explained without changing his face, "After being beaten that day, I suddenly understood the fragility of life, so I thought about quitting smoking. But you see, the addiction is too great, and I still can't quit."

The doubts in Tang Song's heart disappeared, and he took out a cigarette and handed it over.

He was looking down at the lighter, but Fa Xiao had disappeared.

Li Yu deliberately didn't take the lighter. Along the way, he kept thinking about how to talk to the target.

The safety exit is next to the elevator entrance, above the two heavy wooden doors, there are green signs shining.

From the glass window on the door, Li Yu saw the man leaning in his direction and bowing his head to light a cigarette.

Because of the dim light in the stairwell, the man's face was dull, his eyelashes drooped, and the smoke rose from the cigarette at his fingertips, blurring his facial features.