yes, why would they die?

And this security guard still jumped off the guardrail after pinching and bending the guardrail from the upper floor?

This is also too exaggerated, who has nothing to do and jumped to death, and it is so troublesome?

Wang Fan's words seemed to remind everyone, especially the two policemen, the more they thought about it, the more they felt that it didn't look like a suicide, but if it wasn't suicide, who was the murderer?

And this thing seems to be disorganized, without a single clue, why did this security guard die?

Everything is shrouded in layers of fog, making it impossible to see the truth of the matter.

Yang Qiong on the side showed surprise on her face, and kept recording, very happy, the more difficult the case to see, the more she felt that there was value in excavation, and her job was here.

Unknowingly, everyone's eyes looked at Wang Fan, and they only felt that he was a person who understood and saw things better than anyone else.

Wang Fan quickly took control of the initiative.

Some people are born like that, a few casual words can convince them, they can get to the point, and everyone thinks that what he said is right.

At this time, Wang Fan's situation is like this.

"If you really want to investigate the cause of the death of this security guard, I suggest that it is still the cause and effect, and see if there are any strange things in this building, maybe it is a clue that you have not paid attention to!"

Wang Fan thought for a while, and in front of the two policemen, he asked how many people had gone missing or haunted in this building, or how many missing people had been recorded.

After Wang Fan said this, the two policemen looked at each other, and then discussed with each other for a while, and then cautiously called Wang Fan aside and sent him a copy of the information on his mobile phone.

"This is the information in our police department, about the people who may be missing or dead in this building in the recent period, but many of them are uncertain, just suspicions......

One of the policemen, who was slightly older, hesitated, looked into Wang Fan's eyes, and still chose to tell him the truth.

Because of these suspected missing people, they really don't know whether they live or die.

It's just that the police have made records and investigations, and no one knows the specifics, and no one can say anything about what there is no evidence anyway.

However, after the police records were flipped through in Wang Fan's hands, his face became more and more heavy, because there were nearly nine people suspected of missing and dead.

If you count the security guard who died today, that's ten!

Ten people, this is not a small number, in less than three months, nine people in a building are missing and one person is dead, which is already a very shocking number.

It doesn't seem like an accident anymore, but rather a premeditated thing.

It's just that the missing and dead people look disorganized, there are security guards, cleaners and company employees between them, there are men and women who suddenly look chaotic, and there are no clues at all.

Yang Qiong also came over and looked at the information of those people, but she was also at a loss, and couldn't figure out why these people were them, as for Ma Xiaoqian, she was a little more normal, and she even began to count these people.

"I want to see if these missing people have any commonality, metaphors, they are all golden or wooden, because in some feng shui formations, there is this kind of emphasis on the five elements......

Because Ma Xiaoqian is a member of the Ma family, he looks at things differently from ordinary people, he will look at people's attributes and see what their fate is, but unfortunately he didn't see anything wrong with it.

On the contrary, it was Wang Fan, looking at Ma Xiaoqian's movements, and suddenly sighed, because he had a bold assumption in his heart.

"This vice president, I have a request, I ask for the information of all the service staff in your building, can you give it to me?"

Because Wang Fan found that almost all of these missing people were service workers such as cleaning and security guards of the building, and such personnel generally did not work in a centralized manner, and some had to work overtime at night.

In addition, they are all outsiders and have a lot of mobility, which leads to the fact that even if they disappear or die accidentally, others don't know whether they are missing or dead?

So the information of these people is hung up in the police station.

"Oh oh, yes, yes, I'll have someone sort it out for you, what's the use of this?"

Zhang Qingshan was stunned for a moment, he really couldn't figure out why Wang Fan wanted the information of those mobile people, what did these people have to do with the death of this security guard?

Didn't you say that the building was haunted?

If it's really haunted, does it have anything to do with them?

However, Wang Fan insisted, and someone quickly sent everyone's information under Zhang Qingshan's order, but Wang Fan took the thick information, but asked him to show him the information and the information.

At this time, those policemen felt very strange, and Zhang Qingshan was also a little hesitant, thinking that Wang Fan was making a big fuss, was it necessary?

But at Wang Fan's insistence, those security guards and cleaning personnel were still gathered, and they were named by Wang Fan one by one in a hall, and they faced more than 100 cleaning and security guards.

Wang Fan not only looked at the names of those people, but some of them were still standing there, and asked some politely, comparing what is your name, where are you from, how long have you been here, and so on!

Those policemen and Zhang Qingshan and others all felt very dazed, and they couldn't figure out what Wang Fan meant?

Only Yang Qiong kept taking notes, but she was also very curious, and she couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Wang Fan's gourd?

In the end, Zhang Qingshan couldn't help it.

"Mr. Wang, you, what do you mean by this hard worker, is this useful? I feel that I should listen to Mr. Police, after all, they are the most professional personnel, right?"

Zhang Qingshan said this in front of many people, and he really felt that he couldn't help it.

If he continued to toss like this, he wondered if Wang Fan would not be able to help, but would add to the chaos, and didn't he say that he was haunted? Why do you want to check these idle people?

Strange?

Or is this Mr. Wang a liar at all, and he has no ability to collect money indiscriminately?

This was Zhang Qingshan's thoughts at this time, and his expression had betrayed the thoughts in his heart.

It's a pity that Wang Fan has his own opinions and doesn't buy Zhang Qingshan's statement.

"Hehehe, sharpening the knife and not chopping wood, you are not me, how do you know that what I asked is useless, maybe, there is already a big mystery in this, by the way, I don't feel at ease living upstairs alone, I want this master to live with me, do you see it?"

Wang Fan laughed dryly, but pointed to an elderly security guard, this security guard and the security guard who fell from the building today were originally in the same class, and the two often patrolled the route together.

Originally, his companion fell from the building, and he was already very scared in his heart, but he didn't expect Wang Fan to suddenly talk to him, and he was stunned at the moment!

(End of chapter)