'Beep-', when an elongated prompt sound came from the mobile phone that had been silent for a few seconds, Song Qing was stunned for a moment.

'Beep-', the phone rang again, the voice with a subtle heaval of radio waves. It wasn't until the phone rang four or five times that it was connected.

"Who?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a somewhat low male voice, the tone was a little indifferent, the moment he spoke, Song Qingxiao felt a cool wind blowing out of the back of her neck, as if someone was clinging to her back and let out a long breath, blowing the hair on the back of her neck to stand upside down.

Before she could reply, she instinctively stood up straight, subconsciously touched the back of her neck, and tilted her head.

The place above the ceiling against the wall is a recess, and inside is the air outlet of the central air conditioner, and the cold air is blowing slowly outside.

Probably because it was just a wall away from the morgue of the Guard Department, the temperature was already very low, and the wind felt damp and made the scalp cool and swishing.

In the morgue, the staff who had previously sent Miss Chu's 'mother and son' came out after finishing their errands, and the heavy iron door seemed to lock the air conditioner in the morgue, and as soon as the others came out, the door closed with a 'bell'.

He seemed to see Song Qingxiao's movements, and pulled the corners of his mouth: "This air conditioner has been used for many years, sometimes it is good and sometimes it is bad, and sometimes it is dripping." As soon as his voice fell, Song Qing Xiaoguo unexpectedly heard a 'tick' sound of dripping water coming from the groove of the air conditioner's air outlet.

When the sound of water landed, Song Qingxiao had goosebumps for no reason, and the guy who sent the corpse grinned:

"Look."

His smile seemed to only touch the flesh and skin, but not in his eyes, I don't know if it was because he had just given Miss Chu's corpse, Song Qingxiao always felt that there was a faint rancid smell on his body.

'Tick', another drop of water fell from above, and the lad stood at the door for a moment, and murmured:

"I've asked someone to fix it many times, and I've written many reports to the civic center." He shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless expression.

"Hello?" Song Qingxiao didn't have time to reply to his words, but Qin Heng on the phone couldn't hear back from the person on the other end of the phone for a long time after asking, and gradually became a little impatient.

"Who?"

He pressed the fire and asked again, and at this moment, someone next to him seemed to ask, "Who?" ”

The voice could be heard as a young woman, a little delicate, as if she was quite curious, but as soon as the voice came out, Qin Heng covered the microphone.

The air conditioning outlet above his head suddenly became more windy, and in the sound of 'ticking', there were big drops of air conditioning water dripping from the groove above his head to the top of the young man's head, the water seemed to be a little cold, he instinctively shrank his head and scolded:

"This broken air conditioner should have been repaired a long time ago!"

Song Qing calmed down, made an apologetic gesture to this guy, and hugged the phone and spoke:

"Hello, is it Mr. Qin?"

When she asked, she was still thinking about the female voice from Qin Heng's side before, and unconsciously pursed the corners of her mouth.

"Who are you?" In this era, a private number is already a kind of privacy, it may be that her voice is unfamiliar, but she can call her surname, Qin Heng's tone is obviously a little defensive.

"From the Security Department," Song Qingxiao replied: "Your wife has an accident, and she has been calling you and can't get through." ”

As soon as she said the news, Qin Heng on the other end of the phone couldn't help asking, "Really?" ”

His wife is seven months pregnant, the fetus is formed, and she is about to give birth.

Ordinary people are all anxious when they hear that his wife has an accident, but his tone seems to be a little urgent, and he is not in a hurry to pay attention to the situation of his wife and children, but to confirm the truth of his wife's accident.

Song Qingxiao frowned, when she saw the photo of Miss Chu and her husband on 17-4, she felt that the two couples looked a little strange, the girl was too involved, and the man could not hide his perfunctory look.

She remembered what the woman in the black dress at the property management office said, "...... I have a pregnant wife at home...... Ignore it...... The man may have an outside heart, or something will happen to his wife...... Or the police we called. ”

"Yes." Song Qingxiao held back the disgust in her heart, and said calmly: "At present, Miss Chu's body is temporarily stored in the city hall, does she have any other relatives?" You can provide me with a list and I'll notify her relatives to come to the Guard Department to retrieve the body. ”

Although Song Qingxiao had doubted that there would be ghosts in this mission because of the No. 2 ability, she had not completely cut off the speculation that there were people who were overly sad among Miss Chu's relatives, and that they would avenge and kill her husband because of Miss Chu's death.

Miss Chu's immediate family, the Security Department, should be able to find out sooner or later, but the Security Department has its own set of procedures, which are related to its own tasks, and it is good to be able to find out some clues in advance.

After she asked this, she originally thought that with Qin Heng's indifferent attitude after hearing about his wife and children's accident before, he must be impatient with this attitude of dealing with his wife and children's affairs, and then agreed to hand it over to others for the time being.

Qin Heng swept away his previous indifference: "No need, I'll go back tonight." ”

After he said this, he didn't even ask about the basic situation of his wife and children, and cut off the phone directly.

There was a 'dood-to-......' sound from the mobile phone, and there were condensed water droplets at the air conditioning outlet above his head that converged into a large drop of water and fell on the top of Song Qingxiao's head.

She was keenly aware of it and turned sideways to avoid it in advance.

The droplet fell to the ground with a 'tick' and splashed a small blob.

Hearing that Qin Heng was coming back, Song Qing was both happy and worried, happy that as soon as Qin Heng came back, if he was really the key person in 'Dead Qin Fei Chu', something would always happen to verify her guess.

The worry is that as soon as he returns, it may mean that the real trial is about to begin.

How to save his life under the hunting of 'ghosts' or 'people surnamed Chu' may not be as simple as No. 2 thought at the beginning.

Her expression changed, and after a while, the guy who delivered the corpse had already left by elevator.

As soon as the others walked away, the aisle was empty, only the lights were on in the security booth at the front entrance, and through the refraction of the lights, a figure on duty could be vaguely seen shaking inside.

The air conditioning outlet above the head is blowing the wind, and there is a red electronic eye monitoring on the outside of the duty room.

Song Qing glanced at it, then turned around and left.

She had just entered the mission, and she didn't have time to find a place to stay, so she simply prepared to stay in the temporary lounge of the guard hall for a while, and then the task was completed and left.

In the real world, she works in the guard hall and probably knows the basic layout of such a municipal unit, and soon finds the sign in the break room.