Chapter 3 Photographs on the Wall
This lay, in a blink of an eye, it was eight o'clock.
Curly rushed out of the house crying, rushing towards the company like a wild dog.
However, she was greeted not by an angry boss, but by the police.
As a small citizen, and a small citizen who hides a secret in his heart, Juan Juan felt a little nervous, and couldn't help but think: "Has the country finally discovered me, a genius of the world!" Are you going to requisition me? Is the title a civil servant or a public institution? How much is a monthly salary? ”
It's a pity that the other party said with a stern face: "Miss Xiong, please assist us in our investigation." ”
Listen to this tone...... It doesn't seem like she's here to dig up her genius?
Actually, it's not.
It turned out that after Wu Qian woke up in the hospital, she submitted an important message to the police - just the day before she was doused with sulfuric acid, someone posted a statement that she wanted to splash him with sulfuric acid.
Only then did she know that Wu Qian's trumpet was also in her group, a person named Little Peanut, and her profile showed that she was a student at school, and she usually liked diving, and occasionally she would come out to play a few handfuls.
When the Avenger posted the murder mission in the group, she happened to be online, but she didn't take it to heart, because beauty is always full of controversy, some people love her, some people hate her, plus she likes to hook up with other people's boyfriends the most, so there are not ten but eight people who shout to splash her sulfuric acid.
It's just that she never thought that one day this kind of thing would actually happen.
Wu Qian immediately confessed to the group leader, and then the volume was invited to assist in the investigation.
…… said that it was assistance, but in fact, it was to provide the account password.
After the police recorded the people in her group, nothing happened to her next.
On the contrary, it was the people in the company who exploded.
The few colleagues who complained about Wu Qian in the group when they had nothing to do now have sad faces, just like their parents who have died seven or eight times. Although Wu Qian's reputation is not good, saying bad things about her behind her back and saying bad things about her in front of her are two different concepts...... They're going to get ready to wrap their feet and wear little shoes!
Miss Lin is also the person who has said bad things behind her back, when she eats at noon, he crosses his orchid fingers, puts half a spoonful of corn soup into his mouth, and sighs while eating, "After eating this meal, maybe there will be no next meal." ”
The roll sitting opposite him ate a big meal, ate a lot of meat, smeared a layer of red oil on his mouth, and rolled his eyes at him: "Then why don't you eat more now?" Come, give me the bowl, I'll go get you a pound of braised pork! ”
Miss Lin was originally 365 days a year, and she was losing weight for 300 days, but now it is estimated that she is breaking the jar and falling, and she really asked Juan Juan to help make a braised pork, and then sobbed and choked to eat, those who know know that he is eating meat, and those who don't know think that he is cutting meat!
"Miss Lin, in fact, you don't need to be so sad." Juan Juan smiled mysteriously, shook his head and said like a magic stick, "You know, blessings and misfortunes lurk, and misfortunes and blessings rely on...... We now seem to have offended the boss's second wife, and we are the next batch of layoffs, but until the end, who knows what will happen? ”
Thinking back to the huge team of lawyers of the boss's wife, she pondered the divorce lawsuit for a few days.
If the boss wins, then there is nothing to say, let's wrap our feet together and wear small shoes......
But what if the proprietress wins? Then a few of them who have worked together to scold the junior, even if they don't get a promotion and a raise, it's no problem to keep their current positions, right?
But she couldn't say this to Miss Lin.
First, she didn't want to reveal her secrets.
Secondly...... As soon as she sees someone thinner than herself, she can't help but want to feed her fat! So when Miss Lin was so sad that she was delirious, Juan Juan desperately fed him braised pork: "Come on!" Eat more! Remember the taste carefully! You can use it when you eat instant noodles in the future! ”
Miss Lin almost vomited when she fed her, she laughed, took out her mobile phone, and took a photo of him.
With a click, the girl in the photo covered her face with one hand.
Juan put down her mobile phone, and Miss Lin on the opposite side wiped her mouth with a napkin, and said to her dissatisfiedly: "I hate it~ People haven't touched up their makeup yet, don't shoot it!" ”
The roll was so annoying by him that he got goosebumps, and said to him very strictly: "The next time you talk to me in this tone, I'll buy a pot of braised pork and feed you one bite at a time." ”
Miss Lin glared at her: "You hate it! ”
Well, the roll decided to live up to his promise.
On her way home, she printed out the photo, washed up at night, and pressed it under her pillow.
"Hmph, wait!" Juan Juan smiled wickedly at the photo, "I'll buy a pot of braised pork tonight, I'll taste the taste, and you can grow the fatty meat!" ”
It was eleven o'clock in the evening, and about ten minutes later, Juan Juan opened her eyes on a large bed, and lay on the bed in a daze for a long time, she couldn't help but mutter: "This is not scientific! ”
She thought she would wake up in a pink room, and when she sat up, the cucumbers on her face fell down one by one......
In front of you, however, is a simple and stylish room.
…… Or a coffin-like room.
When he turned on the light, he found that there were two colors in the room - black and white.
The walls were white-painted, not dusty at all, and the cabinets and beds were black, which at first glance looked like two coffins, one standing upright and the other.
The Qiē in front of her was out of place with the Lin girl she remembered, except for the mobile phone on the table with a lot of rhinestones and a squirrel doll hanging - it was the only thing in the room that he would take out and show people......
The scroll couldn't help but pick up the mobile phone and dialed it twice, but unfortunately the phone was locked and had to be opened with a special gesture. She turned on the computer again and found that it was also locked...... is so vigilant, it's not at all like Miss Lin who was tricked by her into eating a bunch of braised pork!
Walking back and forth in the room a few times, Curly felt a little stuffy, the whole room was like a large coffin, airtight, extremely hot, she couldn't help but walk to the window, raised her hand to pull the curtains, and opened the curtains with a bang, wanting to blow the night breeze.
She froze in place.
Behind the curtain is a window, but a wall.
The walls are plastered with pictures of a person, frontal, sideways, smiling, angry, picking clothes on the street, eating in a restaurant......
The dense photos almost covered the entire wall, and at a glance, it seemed that there were countless Wu Qian in front of her.
Yes, Wu Qian - the person in the photo is Wu Qian.
Roll took a few steps back and looked up at the wall full of photos in front of him, looking from left to right.
Because of her personal needs, she often takes pictures of people, so it soon became clear that these photos were all taken secretly, and there were almost no frontal photos, almost all of them were side photos, back photos, and top-down photos......
Wait a minute, looking down?
Scroll's gaze quickly shifts from right to left, fixed on a photograph.
This photo is too obscene, Wu Qian in it is going to the toilet, and she is afraid that she will have a needle eye, so she just selectively skips it......
Now she reached out and took the picture off the wall.
Ignoring the people inside, her observation focused on the women's toilet inside, the red cubicle, and a series of phone numbers written on the left wall with a marker, and the message read: "Are you lonely? Are you empty? Are you cold? Call this number and I'll warm you! ”
"Evil barrier...... the corners of Curly's mouth twitched, "This is the company's women's bathroom, right?" ”
originally thought that although Miss Lin was a sissy, she was at least a serious person.
…… But what serious person would lie on top of the cubicle in the women's toilet and secretly take pictures of female colleagues in the toilet below?
Juan shook his head as he fanned the photo, suddenly stopped his movements and flipped the photo over.
On the back of the photo, a number was written in a marker pen - September 11, 2015.
The room was still like a coffin, and the air was still so stuffy, but cold sweat suddenly broke out on the back of the curly roll.
September 11, 2015...... It was the day when Wu Qian was splashed with sulfuric acid in the toilet.
On that day, Miss Lin was at the scene.
In the cubicle next to Wu Qian.