Twenty-one floor, café.

Liao Wenjie sits alone at a small round table, with a floor-to-ceiling window next to him, and outside the window is a night scene of prosperous lights.

The night was hazy, and a full moon had just risen; Down, the traffic is busy, and the hustle and bustle of the night gradually wakes up.

He held a coffee cup and looked at the Huo Center a street away, and in the eyes of yin and yang, the ghost aura of the black cube building was tumbling around, and the clouds were lingering.

If the Huo Center in the photo is a tombstone, then the Huo Center is believing, and it is a tombstone where a group of ghosts are entrenched and will fall down at any time in the wind and rain.

"This building is closed everywhere, and it can't withstand the yin air inside, and it's about to collapse......" Liao Wenjie muttered to himself, taking a sip of coffee.

Just now, he used the connections of the police station to investigate the contractor of the Huo Center, and got an unexpected gain.

The three engineers responsible for designing the Holmes Center died in a plane crash last month, and the current boss of the Sino-US joint venture that built the Holmes Center is a neon man.

At least on the surface, a neon man named Nobuo Tanaka, fifty-three years old, bought the construction company for a simple and crude reason.

More money! Gladly!

There is nothing wrong with this statement, don't look at the current neon stock market and real estate blockade, the bursting of the economic bubble has become inevitable, but all neon people don't take it seriously, plus the government fuels the flames and continues to encourage extravagant consumption, this bubble crisis is defined as temporary.

The girl is in the bubble, dancing and dancing, as if nothing happened.

If you should go abroad to buy a house, continue to buy a house, if you should go abroad to buy a movie theater, continue to buy a movie theater, and don't go anywhere, pick up a handful of yen and slap it in the face of the American emperor's father......

Oh, at that time, the neon people's hearts were higher than the sky, and the American emperor was just a younger brother, and his seniority was not so high.

It wasn't until a few years later that the drunken Neon realized that the myth was shattered, and after a few years, he began to accept the harsh reality, so there was the term 'Lost Decade'.

One day, the neon people were shocked to find that they had disappeared for far more than ten years, but twenty, thirty, or even longer......

As a result, under the call of the times, Heisei Waste, Rei, and Fierce Han came into being one after another.

These are all things for the future, at least in the next ten years, Neon's per capita income will be the first in the world, and the chaebols will have a lot of capital in their hands.

Like Nobuo Tanaka, buying a construction company on the grounds that he has too much money and nowhere to spend it, and putting neon on it is not a problem, so there is no way to question him for bad intentions.

"Hmph, the surname of the dead Osa is Tanaka, and the surname of the construction company that bought it is also Tanaka, isn't this evidence!"

Liao Wenjie snorted coldly, the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is the time to kill demons, and he wants to say to that Nobuo Tanaka that his grandfather is gone tonight.

"Excuse me, sir, are you alone?"

Just thinking about it, a slightly nervous female voice came from his ears, Liao Wenjie changed into an official smile and looked at him.

It's a girl in her twenties, with an average face, and he's much better looking like a woman.

The figure is even more mediocre, with a flat chest and a deflated buttocks, and mosquitoes have to split when they fall!

Girl, everyone has no fate, where did you get the courage to come and talk?

Liao Wenjie muttered in his heart, and the smile on his face remained unchanged: "No, I'm waiting for someone, it's just that I was unlucky today, and the angel who should have appeared in my heart didn't come." ”

"Ahh

If the girl was hit by a crit, although she was rejected, she felt that she had been provoked, so she was not sad at all, and she was dizzy and threw down a napkin with a phone number written on it.

Seeing the accosted girl leave, Liao Wenjie glanced at his watch, got up and walked towards the cashier.

"Sir, your bill has been bought, and this is the business card that the other party left for you."

At the cashier, the middle-aged man pushed his glasses, the light called wisdom flashed in an instant, handed over the business card and said: "I am the manager of this café, I hope that Mr. will come often in the future, as long as it is you, all consumption will be 50% off." ”

"Ah, okay."

Liao Wenjie took the business card, stuffed it in his pocket, and the elevator went straight to the underground parking lot, took out a stack of fragrant business cards and tissues from his pocket, and threw them into the trash.

Just kidding, he's not a good woman!

……

When the sports car went to the underground parking lot of Huo's Center, Liao Wenjie opened his yin and yang eyes, did not find the patrolling ghost soldiers, and smelled the ghost smell and arrived in the hall on the first floor.

"Are you in a hurry to kill people at night, and rush to reincarnate?" Liao Wenjie thought secretly and walked towards a corner with a strong ghostly smell.

When he started the construction company's information, he knew that although the Huo Center Building had been under construction for many years, and it had just begun to be completed and operated in the past two years, the layout of the ghost nest was definitely not short, and it was very likely that Tanaka Osa was ready when he committed suicide.

The deaths of the architect, the chairman of the investigation committee, and the construction workers were only part of the initial stage of the layout, and the deaths of the three designers last month officially kicked off the conspiracy.

Coincidentally, whether it is the Jiuju faction, otaku Dazuo, or Tanaka Dazuo, they have all been active frequently in the near future.

On the surface, it was because Lyon killed Yun Su Dao, and Hong Kong Island lacked a pillar, which caused demons and monsters to take advantage of it.

Looking at the layout of the Huo Center for many years, it is not difficult to find that no matter what the form of Hong Kong Island is, Tanaka Daizo will eventually appear, and the death of Yun Su Dao only accelerated this process.

Liao Wenjie felt in his heart that the ghost nests buried in the ground of Hong Kong Island are not only otaku Dazuo and Tanaka Dazuo, and then other Dazuo will jump out one after another, and Bao Buqi will jump out of a bunch in one go.

Liao Wenjie really wanted to say that there are more strange things that are conducive to him to brush money, the more powerful ghosts, the more system rewards he will get, but human lives are at stake, and he would rather not have these bad things happen.

On the second floor, a young security guard patrolled with a rubber roller of a flashlight, passing by a small single room where firefighting equipment was stored, and suddenly heard a sharp sword unsheathed.

Only fire extinguishers can be placed in the small single room, and it is difficult to hide people, how can someone draw a sword inside?

The young security guard was puzzled, and raised his hand to touch the hidden button, trying to pull the wooden door open.

Syllable!

A hand reached out and grabbed the young security guard's wrist tightly, startling him.

"You, who are you, working overtime?"

"I'm here to investigate the case, please cooperate."

Liao Wenjie didn't explain, he took out his police ID and wore his chest, with this identity, it was simple to do things, although the young security guard had doubts, he still stood obediently next to him.

With a click, Liao Wenjie opened the wooden door, and was confronted by a ghost soldier full of anger, holding a long knife in both hands, and slashing straight down without saying a word.

Bite!

Bell long ~~~

In a flash of cold light, the blade hit Liao Wenjie's head, and the blade broke in response to the sound, and flew to the ground with a clanging sound.

The young security guard was so frightened that his legs went limp, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, and retreated to the corner with his hands propped up, and roared in a high-pitched hunk in his mouth.

"Ahhhhhh————h

The blade broke, and the ghost soldier shrank in the small single room in a daze, and before he could say a few words, Liao Wenjie slapped out, clasped his ugly face, and whispered in his ear.

"Heaven and earth are natural, and filth is divided into ......"

The ghost wailed violently, and disappeared into black smoke along with the broken long knife.

"Disperse."

Liao Wenjie pouted helplessly, the road of heart refining was over, the Tao was advancing by leaps and bounds, and ordinary ghosts could no longer bear the curse of the Pure Heaven and Earth.

It's like the one in front of him, and before he finished eight words, it was completely annihilated.

It's too vegetable, is there anyone who can last a little longer and can listen to the ninety-three words of the Poor Dao to recite the mantra of purifying heaven and earth?

No, it's just one round, and there really won't be no ghosts who can survive it!

Just like the full-level tuba ravaging the novice village, full of the sense of accomplishment of bullying children, Liao Wenjie said modestly that when it should be floating, the strong must have the confidence of the strong, otherwise what will they do so strongly!

"You, don't be stupid, use the walkie-talkie to hand over all your colleagues to the security room, there are ghosts in this building, and there are quite a few of them."

"Ah, yes, yes."

The young security guard nodded tremblingly, and watched Liao Wenjie tiptoe to the ground, floating and disappearing around the corner of the corridor.

……

In the security room, the captain Fan Qianzhou yawned out of boredom, and when he heard a noise in his ears in a daze, he became angry, and picked up the walkie-talkie and sprayed randomly.

"It's not good to patrol at night, gather in the public channel and cry wolf, if I am taught a lesson by the people above, none of you will think about it."

"Captain, there's a ghost in the building."

"yes, yes, there's a ghost-catching policeman......"

“……”

The public channel was in chaos, Fan Qianzhou couldn't bear to be disturbed, so he directly changed to a clean channel, buttoned up his hat and walked out of the house angrily.

Boom!

The door was violently pushed open, and Fan Qianzhou covered his face and lay on the ground, feeling the rubber roller behind him, wanting to give this group of lawless little brothers a little color.

"Captain, it's not good, there are a lot of ghosts out there."

"Hurry up and call the police!"

"Captain, you speak!"

“……”

"Ghosts, ghosts, I think you are ghosts, you don't work well one by one, and your wages will be deducted tomorrow."

Fan Qianzhou jumped up angrily, picked up the stick and whipped it a few times, strode towards the door, and his face was full of anger: "You said there are ghosts, okay, I'll check it again, if not, one will be counted as one today, and they will all stand upside down against the wall." ”

Click!

The door opened, and it was pitch black outside the security room, and more than a dozen white luminous bodies were standing, bleeding from their mouths and noses, describing them as hideous and ferocious.

"I'm sorry, I went to the wrong room, I'm sorry to disturb you, you continue."

Fan Qianzhou laughed and apologized, quickly closed the door, and turned around to scream, shouting that there was a ghost outside the house.

"Captain, what, what should I do?"

"Report, call the police, what are you watching me do."

Fan Qianzhou trembled and picked up the landline, and at this time, there was a terrible howl outside the house, which was mixed with a vague chanting sound.

"Heaven and earth are natural, the filth is scattered, and the cave is ...... So be it. ”

Not a single one can fight!

Liao Wenjie pushed open the door of the monitoring room, looked at a group of trembling security guards, and directly showed Fan Qianzhou's police officer card: "Investigate the case, please cooperate." ”

"Dao Chief!!"

Several security guards who had been rescued by Liao Wenjie before burst into tears and opened their hands to pounce, but one of them was kicked and all lay on the ground.

"I'll call you psychological counseling later, but for now, don't bother me with the case."

Liao Wenjie looked at Fan Qianzhou and urged: "What are you still doing in a daze, you have also seen the situation outside, press the fire alarm bell, and say that the building is on fire, and evacuate the people here quickly." ”

There are office workers who stay up late in the building, and this group of people, if they tell them that there are ghosts, they will definitely scoff at it and take it seriously, but if a ruthless disaster comes, they will definitely run away without asking.

Although the ghost soldiers were all said to be dead, Liao Wenjie obviously felt that the building in the Huo Center had not yet been cleared, and he had not yet found where the ghost nest was.

Just in case, clear the scene before you do anything.

"Hey, you're not...... Who's that? ”

Fan Qianzhou swallowed his saliva, he remembered Liao Wenjie's face very clearly, he was suspected of being a rival in love, he thought it was a little white face, but he didn't expect it to be a master.

"Fire alarm bell!"

"This is pressed, this is pressed."

The rapid ringing of the bell echoed on every floor of the building, and the office workers decisively threw down their documents and computers and rushed downstairs as fast as they could.

After the security guards also left the building, Liao Wenjie walked into the elevator of the Huo Building in a hurry.

In the past, he didn't take the elevator to death, but now his identity is different, and the stairs are no longer worthy of him.