At midnight, Chen Qing and Kalans arrived downstairs at Yin Zhengchu's company. It was late at night, but the lights upstairs were still on.
As they walked up, the elevator had stopped in the middle of the night. As they walked up, the temperature in the corridor was extremely low. Every two floors, there was a green plant in the corner.
This made Chen Qing feel a little uncomfortable. He couldn't help but think of the ritual behavior he had performed in that school.
This is so regular, although it may be a coincidence.
They walked all the way up to the twenty-first floor. It was late at night and there was no one else in the company.
Chen Qing walked to the door and gently pushed the locked glass door, but the moment he was sure it was locked, the sound of unlocking sounded.
He turned back to look at Kalans, but the other person just shook the phone screen in his hand. On the other side of the screen, there seemed to be Yin Zhengchu's figure.
Chen Qing ignored it, but he also walked into the company. In the office building of nearly 400 square meters, the entire company layout was quite empty.
Perhaps because of the strange incidents, many people have resigned.
There are only two computers at the front desk, and there is a green plant in each row of the office area. The aisle is not big, only half a meter away. After passing the front desk, walk about six or seven meters past the toilet. Later, you can go to the conference room behind the office area.
The conference room area is smaller, only a few dozen square meters.
Chen Qing walked there and looked around the office area.
"That person sitting there?"
Karans followed Chen Qing's gaze, pointed to the second row and the third position in the office area, and said to Chen Qing: "Then, that computer has three little yellow ducks on the screen."
Chen Qing nodded, walked to the computer, pulled out the chair and sat down.
In this position, she had quite a few personal belongings, including a water bottle, a wallet, a half-eaten pack of biscuits, and a stack of documents filled with contents.
He reached out and opened the document, but the things in the document didn't seem to be meaningful. He frowned. The characters were more like meaningless numbers written down in his spare time.
He looked at the table again, and Chen Qing frowned slightly.
No...no, he looked at the thing in front of him, and there was definitely something missing here.
"What is it..." He closed his eyes, but after a moment of silence, he moved his eyes to the computer screen.
He thought about it, but it wasn't really important. That can only support his point of view and prove that Chen Qing's ideas are correct.
It was all her doing.
He moved the mouse. The computer screen then lit up, and he looked at the paused video on the screen, his brows instantly changing from frowning to shocked.
"She's still here!"
He lowered his voice, but the office was too empty late at night. Even if he lowered his voice, every word was as obvious as thunder.
But after a brief silence, the sound of the toilet flushing came from the connection between the front desk and the office area.
Chen Qing turned to look at Kalans, telling him to move his position with his eyes, but Kalans pointed at himself, but did not read any meaning from his eyes.
He shook his head and sighed, but he was just a little helpless. After all, the other party and I have only known each other for a long time, so this is quite normal.
He stood up, and his steps were particularly steady on the carpet of the office building. Every time he landed, he lowered his voice at the best angle.
He walked step by step and reached the door of the toilet. He turned sideways and leaned against the wall next to the toilet. He crossed his arms and waited until the woman came out wiping her hands.
"Who are you?" He looked at the woman and asked unusually calmly.
"What?" She was stunned for a moment and asked him in a very confused tone: "Who am I? Are you kidding me? I am an employee here. Who are you?"
He looked at the woman and asked again with a straight look: "That's not what I meant when I asked you. You should know. There is no need for me to ask you for a fake identity."
He was silent for a moment, stood up, looked at the woman, and asked again calmly: "Who are you, you-" He walked up to the woman: "Who are you?"
Her face seemed a little embarrassed, and she smiled cooperatively, but after a while, the smile disappeared. She looked at the changes on Chen Qing's face and began to become serious little by little.
She looked at the third eye that popped up on Chen Qing's forehead. She watched that eye look around flexibly. She watched that eye finally settle on one point.
He looked at himself, feeling a fear of being targeted by a beast.
She put down her hand and took two steps back.
"This matter has nothing to do with you." She hesitated for a moment, seeming to see Chen Qing's determination, or seeing that her words failed to impress the other party's determination, then she spoke again: "This is a matter of the Foundation. . You'd better stay out of your way, the people from the Foundation... are not something you can afford to offend."
Chen Qing smiled, with a bit of sarcasm on his face: "You mean our Shen'en Sect is not as good as you?"
He lowered his arm and took two steps closer: "How dare you. How dare you make the above conclusions."
He spoke softly, and the lady's eyes became sharp in an instant, but the next moment, her eyes softened: "Maybe you are right, my conclusion is too...arbitrary."
She lowered her head and bowed to Chen Qing. She took two steps back and exhaled: "In this place. There is a back room. We are monitoring it, but equally, we are not stingy with its output.
In fact, we don't have full control over the back room here, and we don't even have full control over how to get in there.
I can share it with you if you wish. "
Chen Qing raised his head and showed a disapproving smile: "Oh? Do you think we can't find it with our ability?"
The lady shook her head and showed some apology: "No... no, no, no. Of course no, no one will doubt the ability of the Divine Grace Church, but obviously we can save you some time."
As she was talking, her eyes caught sight of another person in the office area.
He stood there as if nothing concerned him.
She hesitated for a moment, then spoke again: "I didn't expect that people from the club would mix with the Divine Grace Cult."
She looked at where Kalans was, and then slowly asked him: "Have you chosen the person to stand by?"
Karans pouted and showed enough calmness: "Obviously not. There is no need for you to try to get information from me. I am a steward. This is the 'rule' of the club's history."
She smiled, but her eyes were a little more cautious: "I understand. But it's time for me to leave."
She crossed Chen Qing's body and walked to Kalans' side. She picked up her bag and left the office area. Maybe she would never come back again.
She turned around, and when she walked out of the office area, she turned her back to Chen Qing and said: "The road to heaven also leads to hell. The place where you can't stop is often the world. The suffering in the world will no longer exist in the world." There is a way back.”
She whispered, sighed and shook her head: "That back room...maybe not where you want to go. There have been too many people in that back room, and maybe cadre-level investigators can find some benefits from it. Bar."
Chen Qing frowned. He had never thought that entering a back room would require looking for rules.
"This company."
He looked at the lady's leaving figure and naturally asked again.
"We can leave. In half a year, we have determined where the back room leads." She shrugged: "Everything can be over."
Chen Qing turned his head and looked at the office area behind him: "Is that what you did too?"
After listening to the question, she turned her head and looked in the direction where Chen Qing's eyes were pointing.
At the end of Chen Qing's gaze, on the wall of the office area. She shook her head: "Maybe it's someone in the Foundation. Maybe it's not one of ours..."
She smiled and shook her head: "But maybe everything can be over. Just go and deal with it, you should know how to deal with it."
Chen Qing sighed, and then asked her: "Is it true that all the bosses of this company have experienced unreasonable disasters?"
"Not necessarily. But what I must say is that what the world understands about us is really lacking. When he thought he was hiding it well, maybe we already knew everything." But she shrugged her shoulders, but it was Smiling and sighing regretfully: "But it's true. If we could get the address from him, maybe we wouldn't have to study here for so long."
"I see." He was silent for a moment and looked back at the wall in the office area.
In her eyes, that wall was extremely abrupt.
In Chen Qing's eyes, there was a person painted on that wall.
He is so flat, so abstract.
He doesn't look like a human being, but everyone who sees him will definitely know that he is a human being.
He sighed and walked to the wall.
He took out a shovel from the plant pot on the side and began to knock open the pale wall bit by bit.
"Do you know why I knew it was you?"
He didn't look back, the lady's figure had already walked to the door.
"There is no garbage on your table, there is no consumable thing on your table, no paper towels, no pens, nothing."
He knocked on the bright red concrete and sighed: "You have made the decision to leave. You have prepared everything."
He saw the bones in front of him. The white bones were already covered with hair.
He has been here for some years.
Chen Qing pinched his eyebrows and took out the phone from his pocket.
"Jiang Wan?"
On the other end of the phone, her voice sounded a little surprised.
"Oh, you'll never guess what we found. You know how to cut a white skeleton with hair on it."
"where?"
"In Yin Zhengchu's company, within the walls of his company."
