As for the mysterious woman who appeared in the haunted house, Yu Gong and Private Jiang wanted to get to know her even when they were drinking. Although I don't know what level her skills are in the industry, but being able to control smoke to catch ghosts is definitely a must. As long as you make friends with her, you will be able to get a lot of reliable information from her, and more importantly, you can ask for a magic weapon to protect yourself. As for the private relationship between children, I can only talk about longing.
But how can you find someone with only half a face? Jiang Jinjiu could only give up this idea.
As the saying goes, there are three things a new official needs to do when he takes office. Jiang Jinjiu is not in the newspaper office every day. He spends all day looking around to find out where strange things are happening.
But how did he know that he didn't need to worry about this kind of thing? The newspaper had a strong information network, and he only needed to verify it himself. It's just that Qin Zhenyang is happy to see him wandering around, and wants to say that practicing his foot strength is not a bad thing. Moreover, after half a month's delay, even if something terrible happened to Jiang Jinjiu, he would still have to hold on because the payday was approaching and there would still be time to retain him, so that the newspaper would not fall into the dilemma of lack of staff again. Qin Zhenyang's little calculation in his heart was rattling.
After nearly three weeks, Qin Zhenyang saw that he had not gained much, so he called him to the office and gave him an address, a pass, and a new press card. Jiang Jinjiu saw that the press pass was no different from the previous one, and was very puzzled by this. After questioning, Qin Zhenyang's explanation was that "different regions and places require different press cards. Every time you receive a mission, you must get a new one and return the previous one at the same time." Later, he carefully told Jiang Jinjiu to keep this in mind. , cannot be ignored. Jiang Jinjiu just regarded it as the newspaper's rule and naturally didn't ask any more questions.
Jiang Jinjiu's first mission was on the twelfth floor of a twenty-three-story commercial building. One of the companies was called Chuangqizhen New Vision Advertising Company. Qin Zhenyang did not explain what happened there, but just asked him to see the manager. And the other party has a request: "No insiders in the company should know the true identity of the supernatural reporter and the purpose of coming here." So Jiang Jinjiu had to pretend to be the manager's cousin.
Jiang Jinjiu came to the advertising agency that afternoon. When he found the manager in a low-key manner and revealed his identity, the manager's hospitality was more hospitable than he expected. He was served all kinds of cakes and cigarettes, and they were almost on the table.
The manager's surname is Liu. He is thin but has a bit of a beer belly. He always has a smile on his face and looks like a kind and cheerful person. After the two parties introduced each other, Manager Liu suddenly looked melancholy. He took a deep breath of the cigarette, passed it through his lungs, and then expelled it from his nostrils. The sound he made was like a sigh. He frowned and said, "To tell you the truth, Mr. Jiang, this matter has made me very worried recently."
"What happened? Let's talk about it." Jiang Jinjiu quickly took out his notes and took notes.
"This is evil..." Manager Liu sighed meaningfully, "I have to say that a month ago, an employee of my company committed suicide here."
"I'm going to go! Commit suicide!?" Jiang Jinjiu couldn't believe his ears, "You said he's in the company!?"
"Yes, it was during the lunch break. When no one was in the company, he injected a syringe of white powder in his cubicle. He died and lay on the table. The employees thought he was sleeping. Until the lunch break passed When my colleague saw that he was still sleeping, he pushed him and found that he was foaming at the mouth and dead." Manager Liu smiled bitterly and said, "It's a good thing, he died in a daze, because we can't tell the difference from this little white powder. , everyone in the company went to the bureau to be interrogated. But how can we know where the white powder came from? He is such an honest person, even we are curious about where he got the white powder."
"Hmm...do you know why he committed suicide?"
"I can't tell." Manager Liu shrugged. "What I know is that he came from a small county in Shandong. He didn't have relatives or many friends here, and he didn't leave a suicide note when he died. But... I suspect that he was from a small county in Shandong. It’s about feelings.”
"You mean... lovelorn?"
"It's hard to say, I'm just guessing." Manager Liu suddenly looked around nervously, as if he suspected that someone was hiding in this closed reception room. Even after reading it twice, Manager Liu cautiously approached Jiang Jinjiu and whispered, "Some people say that he was defrauded not only of his feelings but also of his money by a woman. Maybe it was because of that woman that he knew where to buy white powder." No matter what she does, she is definitely a bitch. I remember that before he committed suicide, he would borrow money from his colleagues every few days. The money he borrowed was not much, but it made people feel that he had no money at all. And His clothes haven't been changed for several days. They look clean, but they actually smell. Maybe he can't afford the rent and is sleeping on the street."
"Then he's quite miserable." Jiang Jinjiu sighed, feeling extremely sympathetic to that man in his heart. He knew the pain of being down and out.
"Who can say otherwise? He is quite nice. He has been working here for several years and has good abilities..." Manager Liu put out the cigarette butt, as if extinguishing his unhappy mood along with it. "Let's not talk about him anymore. Let's talk about business."
According to Manager Liu's description, some strange things began to happen in the company half a month after the employee committed suicide.
First, every five days on average, between 3:00 and 3:30 in the afternoon, an older copier runs without anyone operating it. The printed paper looks like it has been blackened with a pencil, with a stripe line. Very clear.
After that, the fax machine also had problems. About every three days, I would receive silent calls with no caller ID from time to time, or it would automatically spit out paper when there was no fax signal. The paper was full of garbled characters. If I picked up the phone, a very harsh sound would come out. Noise. These problems lasted for about three to five minutes and then returned to normal. Even after calling maintenance personnel several times, they could not detect where the problem was. Even if I get a brand new fax machine, the same problem still occurs.
Manager Liu secretly replaced the new fax machine without telling everyone. Everyone just thought it was because the machine was old, but problems also occurred later.
One of the female employees likes to be pretty. She always puts a mirror on her desk and takes a look at her no matter what. She said that one day when she was working overtime, she saw a man behind her in the mirror with his back to her, and he disappeared when he looked back. At the time, she thought it was an illusion, but later this happened frequently, and other people encountered similar situations, which made people feel uneasy. Some people believe that this is caused by the ghost of the employee who committed suicide.
Just when everyone was suspicious, a bloody incident occurred. One day the light tube on the roof above the walkway fell off for no apparent reason and hit the person on the head. His head was more than half a meter away from the roof, and he was hit with a bloody head. He went to the hospital and needed five stitches! Just ask, can a light and fluttering light tube be so powerful when it falls freely? ?
This incident made people panic, and many people believed that it was the work of ghosts. In order to appease everyone's emotions, and since Manager Liu is also a superstitious person, he invited Feng Shui masters to decorate the company during the renovation, so Manager Liu invited a "Mr." This gentleman was a bit virtuous, and he noticed something was wrong before he even entered the door. He said that there was a sinister atmosphere in the company. Manager Liu immediately asked the gentleman to perform a formality to remove "him".
However, as soon as the rituals were completed, the husband made it clear that the resentful souls were released, but within a few days, strange things continued to happen, and they got worse. It was possible that someone would be injured and bleed in a few days.
And a new situation has emerged. After get off work every three to five days, surveillance can prove that the company is empty, but it seems that someone is moving inside the company. When you go to work the next day, you will find some signs of being touched on the items in the company.
The most obvious one was that nearly half of the leaves of the money tree in front of the window fell off, and the leaves were scattered, as if someone had opened the window, causing the money tree to be damaged by the strong wind. However, the surveillance footage showed that the windows were closed properly, and the leaves were falling off naturally one by one, and flying everywhere like the wind!
If I go to my husband to try something else, I will be like a small strong man who cannot be killed, leaving my husband helpless. Finally, by chance, after being introduced by colleagues in the industry, Manager Liu submitted a secret note to the newspaper.
strangeness? How can a newspaper company solve a problem that even professionals cannot solve? Are these guys who write pens capable of catching ghosts and exorcising them? Jiang Jinjiu was still unfamiliar with the job, he was muttering in his heart and had a thinking expression on his face.
Manager Liu thought he had an idea and asked, "Mr. Jiang, do you have any ideas?"
"What's your idea..." Jiang Jinjiu pretended to be serious, slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip of Tieguanyin, and actually imitated Qin Zhenyang's method of torturing him! Although it is not as good as the sextant image, it still whets Manager Liu's appetite. "I just came here, so I can't make random comments, so... I need to stay here for a while and observe before talking." In fact, he didn't know how to deal with this matter. Fortunately, he loved reading detective suspense novels, so he moved out. ’s joke - since you don’t know where to start, look for clues at the crime scene.
"No problem, you make the decision on this matter. But..." Manager Liu said with a smile on his face, "Mr. Jiang, every time we invite people to come to see us, the employees are not focused on their work. We are currently working on several cases. Hands, so I don’t want employees to be distracted, you see…”
"Then I'm your cousin who eats and drinks. I don't like to do anything during the day. I just mess around." Jiang Jinjiu covered his chest and smiled, "Don't worry, manager. I will keep a low profile, brother. If I can't do it, I will You can spend the night here." After saying that, he regretted it.
Manager Liu was filled with joy when he heard this. "That's what I said to you! I'll treat you to dinner later!" He held Jiang Jinjiu's hand affectionately, and the two of them stood up at the same time. One said something like gratitude, and the other Saying, "You're welcome, that's all." After being polite a few times, Manager Liu said, "Come on, I'll arrange a seat for you first."
As a result, Jiang Jinjiu was placed in a cubicle behind the employee who committed suicide. Although the position is on the inside, almost everyone can see his shoulders when they stand up, but they can't make any attention-grabbing movements. However, he was overly preoccupied. When Manager Liu introduced his false identity to everyone, the employees only welcomed his arrival in a false way and turned around to continue busy with the work at hand.
At this moment, Jiang Jinjiu was sitting in the cubicle. When he turned around, he could see the desk and chair of the employee who committed suicide. Now that the tabletop was empty, there wasn't even a spider thread under the table. His eyes were sore and he couldn't find anything, so he didn't even know how to start, so he could only play freecell to pass the time.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, he felt his eyes were heavy and thought that he would fall asleep if he didn't find something to do. Suddenly I heard two female employees next door muttering in a low voice, "Hey, is it today?" "It should be, you want to go now?" "Yeah, hurry, can you go with me?" "Um... that , How about you go to Xiao Zhang, I don't dare." "No, those people are busy cooking now, and they don't even have time to go to the toilet. It's easier for us, so you should accompany me." "This ...Right!" The voice suddenly became too small and he couldn't hear it clearly.
"What are you afraid of?" He was thinking about it when suddenly a woman bent down and jumped into his cubicle, startling him. This man had an average appearance, in his mid-twenties, wearing a light blue uniform, holding a document in both hands. First she smiled at him, waved her head, and then said "hi", which made him a little embarrassed.
She said softly, "Brother Jiang, are you busy?"
Jiang Jinjiu shook his head dully. She immediately put the document into his hand and whispered, "I'm sorry to trouble you, but can you make ten copies of this document for me?" She pointed to the glass partition in the west corner and said, "Copy machine." In there, please, please." Ignoring whether he agreed or not, he left a sweet smile and ran away!
"It's just copying documents." Jiang Jinjiu didn't care. He finally had something to do, and he could help the lady solve her problems, so why not do it. Furthermore, he was very interested in the conversation between the two, so he wanted to inquire about it while returning the documents. To know what employees know, the boss may not know, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
The cabin where the copier is located is located in the northwest corner. It has solid walls on two sides and frosted glass walls on both sides. Only the blurred shadow of the human body can be seen from the outside. It is also used as a warehouse, with wooden shelves placed on the inside and some office supplies. The shelf is less than one meter away from the copier, and the cabin is not very spacious.
Logically speaking, for such a large hut, a ten-watt light bulb would be enough if both sides are illuminated. However, the 35-watt high-brightness energy-saving lamp used was so bright that the white light was dazzling. If you want to lower your head to avoid the light, it is even more impossible. The white tiles on the walls and floors are as smooth as a mirror, and the light is getting stronger when it bends back and forth. When Jiang Jinjiu first came in, everything he saw was haloed, and his head felt dizzy. He closed his eyes for a while before recovering.
Speaking of copying, Jiang Jinjiu used to do it with his eyes closed while working, and he did it skillfully...
The copier makes a lot of noise when it's working. No wonder the cabin has a sliding door. White paper filled with text and diagrams came out of the copier one by one, and he only felt more bored looking at it. Halfway through printing, I was hypnotized by the rhythmic noise and the pictures of little sheep. My eyelids couldn't stop sliding down, and I couldn't hold them open even if I tried. Finally, I fell asleep leaning on the copy machine.
If it weren't for an unprovoked cold war, I'm afraid he would still have to sleep for a while. It was just over two minutes. He thought he had slept for more than ten minutes, so he quickly rubbed his face and shook his head to wake himself up. Suddenly he realized something was wrong. Why was the copier still outputting paper? Checking the screen display, it shows that the 75th page is being copied. Did you press it by mistake while you were taking a nap? He quickly pressed the cancel button, but it didn't work! Only then did he realize that half of the copied paper was black!
His scalp suddenly felt numb, and he thought to himself, "Is this the weird thing that Manager Liu said? Didn't it mean it was all black?" He carefully picked up a piece of paper and looked carefully. There were indeed clear lines, like pencil scribbles. of. And the lines are all horizontal, and most of them have a slight curvature. Under the strong light, he felt that the lines at the bottom were very dense and the color was very dark, as if it had been painted in many layers. I can’t tell what shape it is, but if I had to say it, it looks like a flat mountain.
In order to see more clearly, he held up the paper and observed it carefully against the wall substrate. You can't see it from the front, but if you look at it from the side, it looks a bit like the left ear. Viewed upside down, it looks a bit like a kitchen knife. Looking sideways, he gasped. His scalp was numb and painful, as if his hair had been pulled out. A faint figure appeared on the wall at some point, and the dark part of the paper facing the shadow on the wall turned out to be part of the figure!
The lamp is above your head and the figure is diagonally opposite to you, so it cannot be your reflection on the wall. This means there is someone behind you! However, with the door closed, there was no room for anyone to stand behind him! Jiang Jinjiu realized what was in front of him. Unfortunately, he once again encountered the protagonist in a strange incident.
He didn't dare to run away for fear of turning around and seeing a horrifying face. He didn't dare to look directly at the figure on the wall, for fear of seeing a scene that would make him deeply regret it. I had no choice but to pretend it didn't exist, staring at the copier and humming softly, but I couldn't help but glance at it from the corner of my eye, and noticed that the figure seemed to have become much darker. He told himself not to be afraid. If nothing happened, he would be fine in three to five minutes. But the vibrato he made would put Jacky Cheung to shame.
Just as I finished printing the 126th copy, a paper out-of-paper beep sounded at the 127th copy. He was startled by the beeping sound, but he saw from the corner of his eye that the shadow was still there, and he didn't dare to move at all. His only hope now is that someone hears the sound and opens the door to take a look. However, after waiting for no one to come, the machine still kept beeping, and I was in a dilemma. Suddenly, the lights in the room dimmed extremely weakly! Normally it would be difficult to detect, but Jiang Jinjiu, who was nervous, was very sensitive at this time and immediately noticed this small change. His eyes couldn't help but slide up... and found nothing unusual.
When his eyes fell, he was surprised to find that the figure was gone! After scanning the cabin with his peripheral vision, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he was exhausted. He lay on the copy machine and thought about how he could be so unlucky. Then he suddenly understood the meaning of the conversation between the two women. It turned out that today was the day when strange things happened. No wonder it was the most difficult to bear. Beauty grace.
The documents hadn't been copied yet, and the machine had returned to normal, but he didn't dare to stay in the room. It was even more embarrassing to think about going back like this, so I simply stood on the threshold, regardless of whether the noise caused nuisance to others, and jumped back and forth to copy the remaining documents. Afterwards, I handed it over to the female employees and wanted to take the opportunity to inquire, but found that they were too busy, so I had to go back to the cubicle to kill time.
In a blink of an eye, it was time to get off work, and the employees rushed to the time clock machine with suppressed joy. But Manager Liu appeared in front of everyone and said with a heavy heart, "I'm sorry, everyone. You have to work overtime tonight. Now hurry up and eat and try to turn in your work before nine-thirty." After that, he came to Jiang Jinjiu and said, "Let's go, let's eat." Go, I’ll treat you.”
In the hotel.
"Manager Liu, you are such an impatient customer. Isn't it too late to deliver work at night?" When Jiang Jinjiu used to work, it was normal to work overtime until 11 or 12 o'clock, but he had never encountered the situation of delivering work at night. So I was a little curious.
"Mr. Jiang misunderstood, to tell you the truth." Manager Liu looked around and felt that the guests around him were a bit close to him, so he approached Jiang Jinjiu and whispered, "It's only after ten o'clock that the company is called evil, especially after ten o'clock." It turns into another kind of space at a moment’s notice, which is scary.”
With a bang, Jiang Jinjiu swallowed his saliva and said nervously, "What, the scary method?"
Manager Liu's eyes widened and he said, "Imagine what it would feel like if everything in front of you felt like it was twisting."
"Wiggle?"
"Yes! It seems that the air is also twisting and twisting." Manager Liu gestured with his hands. "Sometimes you will feel that the house is being squashed, and the opposite wall will rush to you in the blink of an eye. Sometimes you will feel that the house is being stretched. I can’t see the end! I also feel unsteady, as if the ground has become tilted.”
There was fear in Manager Liu's eyes, which made Jiang Jinjiu feel frightened. He said with a grimace, "Who...has anyone seen this with their own eyes?"
"I'm the only one!" Manager Liu drank the beer in his glass in one gulp and said, "I don't even dare to tell anyone about this. Look..." He unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, pulled it apart to reveal his neck, and pointed. A little further back it says, "Look, is there a black mark?"
Jiang Jinjiu looked at where he was pointing and found a gray-black mark on his skin. It is about two fingers thick and the index finger is long. The area is yellowish and looks like a bruise. "Well, I saw it. How did you do it? It seems that the injury was serious."
Manager Liu stretched out his hand and pinched the area twice. "Look, it doesn't hurt at all. It was just sore at first and made me feel tired easily. It's much better now..." He straightened his clothes and whispered, "That night I suddenly felt Something hit my neck, but it wasn't very strong, and it was okay to say it was blown by the wind. There was no mark before I went to bed, but it appeared the next morning, and it was so dark and scary that the husband said it was caught by a ghost."
I'm going! So fierce! Jiang Jinjiu was miserable because he met a tough guy on his first mission. Manager Liu only stayed a little longer before he was infected. If he stayed overnight, he would be killed! From this point of view, Thirty-Six Strategies are still the best strategy.
When Manager Liu saw the embarrassment on Jiang Jinjiu's face, he immediately held his shoulders and said from the bottom of his heart, "Mr. Jiang, I heard that the newspaper office is very powerful in solving this problem. You must help me tonight." I understand what's going on. If you succeed, I will thank you very much later! If you don't help me, I really don't know what to do, Brother Jiang!" As he spoke, his whole face turned red.
"No, no, you're welcome, this is what I should do." Jiang Jinjiu held his arm, thinking that this time it would be over. If you leave now, you will be looked down upon by others, and if you report to your superiors again, this job... It will take a month to pass, and how can you live with no salary! Jiang Jinjiu was worried and said, "Don't worry, Manager Liu, I will try my best to handle the matter. I will go home soon to get some things and spend the night at the company."
"Okay, okay, brother Lao Jiang, I'll call a car to take you away later. Well...what do you want to get home? Copy guy?"
"Just grab a coat or blanket. Haha, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I'm afraid of the cold at night."
"Ahem! There's no need for that. My company has these things. They're all thickened and I guarantee you won't get cold."
Alas... I didn't even have the chance to explain my funeral. Jiang Jinjiu felt helpless, so he could only raise his glass and say, "Do it!" Let all the sadness pass through his intestines and be buried in his belly...
