Li Xiao jumped up and turned his head and said, "Yo, what are you doing here dressed like a group of spies?" ”

After half a salary, Li Xiao also dressed up as a spy, and the four of them took a taxi, and the appearance of wearing sunglasses and holding his chest frightened the driver.

Wang Fan asked about the Haoshan Building.

The driver said that this place had been abandoned before, but then somehow it was renovated and began to entertain guests, and advised Wang Fan that if they went to stay, they should not live in this office building.

They got off the bus at Haoshan, and the building was hung with a dazzling signboard "Haoshan Real Estate".

There are nine buildings on about a vacant lot, codenamed from 0 to 9.

Wang Fan checked xE This is the abbreviation of the name, just like the rose room is q, the remaining three numbers 0 represent the building, 1 represents the number of floors counted from the ground, and 6 is the room number.

Several people entered Building 0, and Wang Fan told the customer service that he wanted to rent a basement.

The customer service said that there was no basement anymore, Wang Fan and Bai Qi looked at each other, and said to the customer service: "I remember wrong, we have rented the basement, and now we want to take a look." ”

The customer service turned on the computer and said that a password was needed to open the key, and Bai Qi blew in her ear at this time, and the customer service immediately softened.

"It should be the problem with this office building, it's not that the customer service thinks something is wrong with us. Wang Fan walked forward and said, "Destroy that eye-catching surveillance." ”

With a wave of his hand, the computer at the customer service desk was pitch black.

A few people got off the office building and looked for No. 016 on the lower floor.

Bai Qi can penetrate the door panel and go straight through.

Li Xiao did not doubt this, as if all this was taken for granted.

After a while, Bai Qi said indoors: "Every house here is empty, and a total of sixteen basements are all empty. ”

"Could it be that the customer service lied to us, there is no one to rent here. Ian said.

"It shouldn't be possible, that customer service is just working for someone else, maybe this basement was sealed before the building reopened, and it is not allowed to rent underneath. ”

Wang Fan found No. 016, the door number was rusty and rusty, and the lock was also rusty, and it looked like it hadn't been touched for many years.

Wang Fan squatted down and looked at the keyhole, which was blocked by pouring copper treatment, so he ordered Bai Qi to go in and open the door from the inside.

The door opened with the smell of dust condensing and dissipating.

Wang Fan flashed his hands, and Li Xiao simply blocked his nostrils with a handkerchief.

Bai Qi said: "There is nothing dangerous in it, it's just. He pressed the switch of the light: "This light fixture is broken." ”

Li Xiao took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight function, the room was much brighter, and with the light in the corridor, Wang Fan could basically see many objects inside.

It was a dusty floor where a few footprints would be left on it, and there was a patchwork table with some materials piled up in a haphazard manner.

There were several large boxes next to the table, Wang Fan picked up the fruit knife and cut the cover on it, and there were still some documents inside, some of which were too many, even if they moved them together, they couldn't finish moving them together.

Wang Fan found an ashtray behind the box, he took out the documents in the box and looked at it a little by the light of the flashlight.

From time to time, I looked up at the zenith and hung a lamp in the center of the table, which was an old-fashioned tungsten bulb with a bowl-shaped ash cover, and a long twisted red and blue wire was hanging, and the chandelier swayed from side to side twice as soon as I raised my head.

Wang Fan thought carefully in his mind about what the master had done before the house was abandoned.

Holding these materials on the table, sitting comfortably on the stool and crossing Erlang's legs, sometimes smoking a cigarette and flicking the ash in the ashtray, this day is really comfortable.

However, this unknown person may be dead, or he may have disappeared, or he has already washed his hands and gone home to marry a wife and hold his son, anyway, this huge space has been quietly put aside and accumulated dust.

No one has been here for years.

What he saw, heard, and encountered before the former master came here for the last time, and what was his job, he could not return to this room to continue his work.

Wang Fan took out a few pages of information from the box, which recorded some things related to architecture, such as jacks and the like, and turned several pages into professional terms, is this person doing architecture?

He removed the top box, and then cut the seal of the box below, which was still neatly covered with A4 paper materials, the paper industry had been yellowed, and Wang Fan saw some pictures and words in it.

These drawings are some complex sketches, Wang Fan looked through most of them, and found that these were sketches and materials of some monsters.

And there are a few of them that I have seen in Xiaoyu's tomb, such as the thousand-armed Guanyin, the mother with five small eyes, and the black baby, the man-eating flower on the iron lock bridge.

Has this person been to the same place as himself, and has drawn these things?

Wang Fan walked to the table, Li Xiao was sorting out the information on the table, she was used to finishing some of the information into a stack and putting it within reach, so as to ensure the speed and efficiency of reading the data.

Wang Fan walked up to Li Xiao, she had already sorted out most of the information scattered on the table.

Wang Fan flipped through some of them, and the things were very disorganized, writing about some events that were sent in various places a few years ago, and some copies of newspaper paper cuts.

Wang Fan rummaged through the drawers of this desk, several drawers were empty, and two of them were holding office stationery.

Wang Fan squatted down and looked up from the bottom, Ian saw him squatting down suddenly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wang Fan pointed to the drawer of the table from below, it turned out that a notebook was glued to the bottom of a drawer, and Wang Fan tore off the notebook with all his strength along with the wood chips on the floor of the drawer.

Ian leaned over in vain, and the three of them looked at it, this is a transcript, and some events are written intermittently in different foreign languages, I am afraid that people are afraid of understanding.

Wang Fan flipped through several pages, and there were Russian, Japanese, Hebrew, Egyptian, French, and all kinds of incomprehensible scripts, but there was no Chinese.

Wang Fan flipped to the end and found the only thing he could understand, a photo, there were five people in the photo, all of them were very young, the photo was gray, and it could be seen that the time was very long.

Among them was a fat man with a camera and binoculars, a soldier with a gun and a military cap with deep water chestnuts, and a woman with a ponytail and a straitjacket.

A short-haired kid of about fifteen or sixteen years old, a little short, turned his head to the side and only photographed the side of his face.

There is also a person who looks very athletic, but his face is flowered, and he has been buttoned off with his fingernails.

(End of chapter)