"Yeah?"
"You only talk about things, but don't talk about the information you found out. Do you want me to die? Why should Manager Yang pretend to be confused while pretending to understand."
My voice became even colder and I stood up directly.
The hags and coffin bearers at the rear were trying to block the way.
"What are you doing!?" Manager Yang's voice suddenly rose.
The two people looked at each other and quickly took two steps back.
"Haha, that's it, nephew Xian Shen, you misunderstood."
Manager Yang put down the teapot and explained seriously. He didn't tell Mr. Huang about the information he had investigated first. He wanted to see if I could solve it directly. If so, wouldn't it be easy for him to provide me with the information?
I shook my head and said, "Maybe if I don't ask anything and promise everything, you still won't say anything. If I die in that unfinished building, it won't do any harm to Huang Si?"
Manager Yang was startled, and then said righteously: "My nephew Xian Shen, how is this possible!?"
I shook my head and turned to leave.
"etc!"
Manager Yang shouted again, quickly took out something from his pocket and put it in front of me.
It was a piece of black jade two fingers wide, carved with fine human heads, crowded and built up, ready to come out.
"You need qualifications to enter and exit the Underworld. This is my "qualification". How sincere is this?!" Manager Yang was clearly feeling pain.
"Cooperation means being open and honest. I also ask Manager Yang not to think too hard."
"Otherwise, I'd be angry."
I sat back and twisted the jade stick.
It feels extremely smooth and warm to the touch, with a hint of coldness. This piece of black jade is not made of simple materials.
But I looked indifferent.
Lao Qintou once taught me that people must have power.
The power is against the dead, and the dead dare not rashly deceive the corpse!
Corpse drivers and corpse-carriers are often ugly and fierce-looking, which has somewhat of a meaning.
If the power is against a living person, and the other party is jealous and afraid, it will reduce the other party's calculations, or even dare not to calculate.
At this moment, Manager Yang was overwhelmed by my momentum! The way he looked at me was completely different from before, and there was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
Immediately, he pulled out a document bag from under the tea tray and pushed it in front of me.
I took it and opened it. There was a stack of information inside.
The densely packed text is all about Huang Si’s investigation of unfinished buildings.
The more I looked, the more my pupils narrowed.
After a long time, I closed the document bag and tucked it under my arm.
"The information in this document bag must never be given to outsiders, otherwise you and I will be in big trouble." Manager Yang warned carefully.
"Well, after the matter is done, I will come to Huangsi to find you to get what I need."
After I finished speaking, I got up and walked out.
"Should I ask Chuying to see you off?" Manager Yang shouted again.
"No need." I replied flatly.
Walk out of the long and narrow corridor outside the office.
In the hall, Chuying was leaning on a single sofa, with seven or eight people surrounding her, talking energetically, as if to attract Chuying's attention.
I paused for a moment, frowning slightly, and then walked into the elevator.
Leave the underground garage and walk to the side of the road to take a taxi.
The night sky was as dark as thick ink, and the starlight and moonlight became much dimmer.
I have been resting during the day for the past two days and I am not sleepy at all now.
It was quite cold, and there was a cold feeling coming from above.
Looking up, I saw a myna with its neck crooked and hovering in the air more than ten meters high.
"Little thief! Little thief!" The hoarse cry was full of resentment.
I almost understood that Bago wanted to take my life, so he only looked for me and not Sun Dahai.
If I go too fast, it takes time to catch up.
I didn't do anything, it flew too high and I couldn't hit it. After I resolve the matter with Huangsi, I will naturally send someone from Huangsi to get rid of him.
Not long after, a taxi stopped on the side of the road.
As soon as I got in the car and gave my address, a loud horn sounded from behind and the rearview mirror headlights kept flashing.
"Handsome guy, is your friend behind you?" the driver asked doubtfully.
"Don't worry, just drive." I glanced at the rearview mirror and saw a white coupe.
As the taxi speeds up, the white car in the mirror gradually shrinks and disappears.
Half an hour later, the taxi stopped on a brightly lit street.
There are many high-rise buildings, and the lights and plaques of various companies are dazzling.
The street lights are very bright, but even brighter than the street lights are the room lights on the floor.
It was already past eleven o'clock.
Logically speaking, Youshi is when the chickens return home after sunset. At Hai hour, it is Dingtong again. People should stop activities and rest peacefully. Even pigs and dogs need to rest.
These people are still burning the midnight oil and fighting at night. In a short period of time, they consume their yang essence. As time goes by, they become neither human nor ghosts. Early and sudden death is even more common.
I shook my head silently, turned around, and my eyes rested on a lonely cement building.
There are bright lights all around, and this unfinished building looks out of place.
The walls were completely exposed, and the cement was blackened in many places.
Windows were sealed on most floors, and it was pitch dark and silent. A few windows occasionally had weak lights on.
Colored steel surrounds the building, but the construction site door is open for anyone to enter.
Just as Manager Yang said, many people have stayed here, but the lights are still on, which is extremely strange.
I took out the document bag under my arm, folded it and packed it snugly.
"Little thief, little thief!"
The hoarse cry was extremely sharp, and I frowned slightly.
It found me much faster, otherwise it would have had to follow me all night long if I had traveled so far.
Ignore it.
I went straight to the construction site gate.
The piercing horn sounded again, and a sudden bright light passed from behind.
Even though it only illuminated me from behind, the headlights were still so dazzling that I squinted my eyes slightly.
"Luo Xianshen! Stop!" An anxious shout came later.
But I didn't stop. Taking advantage of this light, I took three steps and two steps at a time, and walked into the gate of the construction site.
Suddenly, the surroundings became extremely quiet.
The noise of horns and shouts disappeared, and the headlights were gone.
The dim light from the street lights at the construction site stretched my shadow extremely long.
Glancing behind him from the corner of his eye, he saw that there was nothing outside the gate of the construction site.
The shadows of the trees on the roadside were like slender ghosts, hiding something terrible.
This gave me a psychological hint that once I walked out of the gate of this construction site, something would definitely happen!
Faintly, I could still hear a faint shout calling my name, but the sound soon became inaudible.
I stood there for about half a minute, but Tsubaki didn't follow me.
Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder.
"Hey, buddy, is there a fire?"
From behind me, a man walked out quietly. He was wearing a clean helmet and had a cigarette stained with mottled cement between his lips.
There was a lot of cement on his face and clothes and they were very dirty.
He has a straight face and a mustache, but his smile is extremely friendly.
I was still glancing at the gate of the construction site with my peripheral vision, motionless, as if I didn't hear what he said or see him.
"Brother, let me help you. I'm addicted. It's so uncomfortable to hold it in." He rubbed his hands, still looking forward to it.
