He Jing is working for a technology company, dealing with computers all day long, and he is much more sensitive to this aspect, but on this day, he is obviously a little absent-minded, and he is expected to be able to complete the task before getting off work, until the time of afternoon tea has not been completed halfway, but at this time, someone has added weight to him.

"Hey, Ho, you did this. ”

A man in the next seat deftly stepped over the partition of his desk, threw a wad of documents onto his desk, smashed it on his mouse's hand, slid the mouse, and accidentally clicked twice, and then the code he had just made disappeared.

The other party didn't notice it at all, but on the other side, a woman who was drinking coffee saw it, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Oh, I did it for nothing." ”

"Snort. ”

The troubled man glanced sideways, chuckled at the blank space, and said nothing, not at all sorry for it.

He Jing's expression was very calm, and he suddenly took over these, even if he had a computer background and remembered the other party's work, but it would take time to transform all this into something that was applicable to the present, however......

Glancing at the document, to be honest, he was in a bit of a bad mood now, he felt irritated when he looked at the document, and he wanted to throw a bunch of pieces in the man's face, why did he help him do it, did he have a big face?

In the end, he only straightened his lips, picked up the cup, and went to the tea to get a glass of white water.

The position of Paul and He Jing is back-to-back, and he knows the movement behind him without looking back, but he didn't say anything, when the parties involved will not resist a thing, as a bystander, even if he is still a friend, he will not lend a helping hand - everyone should be independent.

Before getting off work, He Jing finally finished his work, rubbed his eyebrows, this day was so busy, there was no time to cultivate spiritual power, but he also felt a headache, this kind of work, complicated and inefficient, and could not create greater value for himself, if it was not for the sake of maintaining the status quo, showing that everything was fine, and better convincing the police, he probably would not continue at all.

However, it has to go on.

"Damn, why didn't you make this document?"

The man roared at He Jing, who glanced at the nameplate on his chest, Qiao, with a calm gaze at the other party's somewhat distorted face due to anger, and said softly, "I thought it was your job." ”

When Paul heard this, he glanced at He Jing in surprise, he naturally knew that the other party would always do some extra work in order to reduce the conflict, but now it seems that this is ...... The lovelorn was stimulated?—— Ah, Avril didn't come yesterday, and she didn't come today.

Unconsciously glanced at Avril's work area, which belonged to the administrative staff, not far from their work area, next to the manager's office, and now, there was no one there, and the seats were still empty.

Is she sick?

Thinking of the domineering appearance of the other party the day before yesterday, Paul smiled a little playfully, what a hot girl!

Looking back at him, Qiao was also stunned for a moment, but he quickly raised the pile of paper, as if he wanted to throw it at He Jing's face, and his arm was already raised high.

He Jing's eyes were still very flat, looking at Qiao, and then, Qiao's arm hung down, he didn't even throw those papers over?

Everyone was amazed, and the office fell silent until the footsteps of the manager's arrival quickly woke everyone up and straightened their seats.

The manager was followed by three policemen who occupied the manager's office, and the manager called people in one by one to talk.

When He Jing entered, Qiao showed a malicious smile at him, thinking that the other party would not say good things about him.

The inquiry was as in the plot, but it may have been because of Qiao's bad words that worked, He Jing was asked two more words, and his words were confirmed by Paul, so he was quickly released.

This is just a simple inquiry, because although there is blood in Avril's house, it is not a lethal blood loss, and her person is gone, so this matter can only be investigated as missing, and ask if anyone knows her whereabouts.

Disappearance, and murder, are obviously not the same weight, and the severity of the inquiry is naturally different.

The police didn't pay too much attention to He Jing's body, black hair and black eyes, representing the color of the devil, which could only make them subconsciously dislike this person, but if they really did something slanderous, the basic ethics of the police ensured that they would not make trouble like this.

Moreover, the other party is a poor man who has failed to confess and used wine to drown his sorrows, and obviously he will not do anything bad, such as the courage to be illegally imprisoned.

Things are at an impasse as in the plot.

But this is not the end, Avril is the daughter of a rich man, the wealth of the other party's family determines the status of this second daughter is not ordinary, and the shares that she will have once she becomes an adult also make Avril worth extraordinary, her parents are there, and they are willing to do their best to find their beloved daughter.

So, the police have to come a second time, a third time, a fourth time...... Then, the original owner couldn't help but attack the other blonde and continued this boundless killing until he was arrested.

He Jing returned home with some vegetables, the community where he lives is a relatively old community, the rent here is relatively cheap, the old man does not forget the romantic landlord couple went to a foreign vacation, and now he is still a tenant in the building, the one on the second floor seems to be a painter, elusive, often nowhere to be seen.

"What is this? It smells good. ”

The aroma of stir-fry attracted the tenants upstairs, the painter had messy hair, there were traces of paint on his fair face, a T-shirt was colorful, it was impossible to tell what the original color was, and the pants with wide trouser legs were like a skirt, with the wide T-shirt that was completely unfitting, the whole person was like a ghost in a sack, cold and scary.

"As you can see, rice. He Jing didn't say much, took the tray and walked past the painter, the other party was as thin as a ghost, and it would not hinder the width of the door at all.

I knew that he could feel the burning eyes staring at him behind him as he walked into the room and closed the door with his foot, but he didn't look back, and he wasn't prepared to share his food with strangers who didn't know him.

Who said he had to be warm and cheerful and hospitable?

This time, his character is a dark and cold man, and no one should pay attention to him!

At night, there is a sound of "popping" and "popping" overhead, as if he is kicking his slippers across the floor, and as if he is deliberately jumping with heavy feet, sometimes rhythmic, sometimes chaotic, making people unable to sleep at all.

It's naïve.

He Jing thought like this, and used the spiritual power that he had cultivated all night to make a shield, it didn't need to be too big, as long as he protected his two ears, and then, turning sideways, he changed to a more comfortable position, and fell asleep in a quiet silence, and as a result, he slept past work time.

Obviously, the biological clock cultivated by the original owner failed after changing the soul.

As a last resort, he asked for leave again, and was yelled at by his boss that he would deduct his bonus, He Jing silently extended the date of leave by two days, he fell out of love, he was in a bad mood, the woman he liked was missing, uh, he needed to take a vacation to recuperate anyway.

Not even in the mood to get up, He Jing lay down again and fell into a deep sleep, the advantage of the old community is that it is full of green trees, and there are no large shopping malls and supermarkets around, so that there will not be many vehicles around, and the ears are much cleaner.

The mental power shield habitually blocked his ears again, and He Jing slept for a while, and when he woke up again, it was not because of the change in light, but because his keen sense of smell smelled a smell that should not appear - blood.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and the first thing I saw was a faint mark on the ceiling, which was blood.

This is a small two-story building, the landlord and the old couple and He Jing live on the first floor, one left and one right, the kitchen is in the common area on the first floor, together with the living room, the stairs leading to the second floor are on He Jing's side, he has never been to it, only know that there are probably two rooms, only one is rented out, and the other is used as a utility room by the old couple to place sundries.

Naturally, the one who was rented out was the one on top of his head, the painter, who had only met yesterday, and yesterday, flipped through the memory, in fact, it was their second meeting, the two of them had different schedules, He Jing, who was 9 to 5, often went out early and returned late, and the painter, except for a certain time when the old couple celebrated a festival and called them together for dinner on the first floor, they would not meet at other times.

The spiritual power extended along the thoughts, although it was faint, but it was also possible to detect that only the body of the painter was there upstairs, and he had been dead for a long time, and his blood had coagulated.

He Jing took out the phone to call the police, out of the habit of a good citizen, in a society governed by the rule of law, he would not want to deal with some illegal things in private.

"You called the police?"

The police arrived quickly, a large number of people rushed up to be busy, and some people were asking He Jing about something, "Yes." ”

He Jing had a calm attitude and had not yet realized a mistake.

"You didn't go upstairs?"

"Yes, I'm afraid of destroying the scene. ”

"So, how did you know that the person upstairs was dead?"

The policeman's question was actually not sharp, but when asked this, He Jing found his mistake, his mental power was so good that he didn't notice that this ability that he had become accustomed to was not everyone's ability, so how could he say that he determined the death of the person upstairs through his mental power?

"Actually, my sense of smell is very sensitive, I smell blood, and besides, there is no movement upstairs, and I am afraid that there is still a murderer, so I don't dare to open the door, so I call the police - so, is he really dead?"

The policeman nodded, barely making sense. 166 Reading Network