The Taoist priest raised the cigarette case in his hand and threw it at me angrily: "The thief shouts to catch the thief, aren't you the person of Zen Jiong?" What do you want to do when you save a little demon back? There was a lot of contempt in his eyes.

I didn't have the ability to read people's hearts, but my gut told me he wasn't lying. People who are not Zen are really just for money? But his combat power is very golden, and he shouldn't be short of money.

"I'm not a Zen person, let's talk about it in the evening, there are some things I need to know." I threw the cigarette case back to him.

I made a mistake, but fortunately I woke up in time. Zhuang Hansheng's death was blamed by the people who set up the casino, and I took him as the culprit. Is that him? No, it's human greed.

saw him open a room with a beautiful woman in a hotel, and regarded him as an obscene person. In fact, these are just my own subjective judgments, have I opened fewer rooms with beautiful women? What's more, there are many loopholes in what Xiao Ling'er said, if he wants to be strong, Xiao Ling'er can't stop it at all.

In the subjective world, I definitely believe that there are more humans than monsters. I don't have much contact with monsters, and the most is Bai Lingling, a snake demon, but it's too fickle. Therefore, it is better to say that human nature is inherently good, and that all things are good, and no matter how evil the species, there is a residual emotion in the heart.

It's just that reality always slaps me in the face what I've said.

"No one has ever come in, have your employees come up?" When Xiao Ling'er heard me ask Feng Qijin, she asked me in surprise.

Grandma's, is there a monster, I saw the hell early in the morning, and I obviously saw her come up. Xiao Ling'er's water-clear eyes didn't look like a lie, but no one answered the phone when it got through, and there was no one in the company.

"You wait here for me for a while, and I'll come when I go." I only went to see the surveillance, and at the same time I was a little wary of this seemingly innocent rabbit, because the ghosts below were very weak, and Feng Qijin had the talisman I gave her.

"Do you want me to wait again? I'll go with you to find it. She got up and took my arm.

"Whatever you want." I was a little impatient: "Didn't you hear something?" ”

"This is a downtown area, and it is a work point, so how can you hear it clearly. Besides, I haven't seen her yet, and I can't distinguish her voice. She looked pitiful, as if protesting that I shouldn't have questioned her.

The two people in the security room were also impatient and worried, but the hot dry noodles in the bowl were eaten cleanly.

"I'll do it myself, thank you." I said to the security guard who was checking the surveillance.

He's fast-forwarding so fast that it's easy to miss something.

"Do you really want to see it?" The security guard asked me rhetorically.

"Yes." Isn't this nonsense, I'm here to watch the surveillance.

He gave up his seat to me and followed his colleague to talk to Xiao Ling'er.

No wonder he asked like that, the monitoring of these elevators is indeed disgusting and terrifying. The floor of my company is not good, and I usually take the stairs, but Feng Qijin does not have this habit.

It's a trivial matter to press all the floors in the elevator, some peek at her breasts, some take advantage of the crowd to take the opportunity to rub oil, some suddenly run away quickly, and there are even two people who kiss passionately up and down; What's even more frightening is that there are facial features that are suddenly distorted, there are people in the elevator who are suddenly unconscious and their legs are spread, there are also people who go out and are caught by the fire, and there are even elevators that accelerate instantly.

Hey, what kind of office location have I found, why is no one dealing with so many supernatural events? That's right, so many perverts haven't seen any announcements, or have been arrested by the police.

But this kind of thing is very bad for me. Imagine what the guests who come to me will think when they encounter supernatural events, and they must think that I am a god who pretends to be a ghost and has subtle skills.

When Feng Qijin appeared this morning, he didn't fast forward anymore. This is the monitoring of which era, there is no date management, and it has to be carried out from beginning to end.

Feng Qijin jumped into the elevator, and there were four people in it, each of whom was mentally disorganized and stood up cutely.

Before the elevator door was completely closed, there was a sudden shaking. Someone screamed, and then they all ran out. Feng Qijin, who was standing on the side, didn't seem to be afraid, and took out the talisman I gave her on her chest and looked it up and down, left and right. As a result, the elevator shook again, and Feng Qijin was still frightened and ran out.

It's just that less than two seconds have passed, and Feng Qijin has retreated again, and her legs are a little trembling. The elevator shook again, Feng Qijin pulled the elevator door with her right hand, and her left hand seemed to be pulled by something, trying to pull her out.

You can see that she is screaming and kicking something, and then it all turns into pockmarks.

There is no need to call the security guard, this pockmarked is not a broken machine, but someone is interfering.

My brain is completely big, Made, this is definitely someone trying to fix me. The two receptionists, the only employees, were taken away.

Could it be that the people of Zen are deliberately making my company unable to open? Or do you deserve to be alone?

…… ……

Is it cooked with Zhuang Han? undercooked; Am I responsible for his death? No. At least that's what I think, at least I'm still dealing with the aftermath for him.

It will be much more comfortable to think about it like this, and it will not be so uncomfortable to see the scene of orphans and widows.

"Gambling is actually no different from gambling on life, there is nothing to sympathize with, and you shouldn't cry." Xiao Ling'er changed her previous weak and pitiful style, and suddenly spoke at a high level.

After the monitoring had pockmarks just now, I left in annoyance. Those who can't find Feng Qijin have to hand over a bag of cash to Zhuang Hansheng's family first. Xiao Ling'er wanted to follow, but I didn't refuse, I couldn't control her.

"Everyone expresses grief in different ways, and tears are the most common." I thought she hadn't evolved completely, I should say she hadn't changed or perfected.

She gestured with her eyes and said, "Actually, I want to say that the woman cried so fakely, maybe she was laughing in her heart." ”

Yes, Zhuang Hansheng's child was really crying and very sad. His wife, it's really fake.

His wife was standing and crying, wiping tears with her left hand, and she didn't know where her right hand was. All I knew was that the man next to her was scratching her ass with his hand.

Xiao Ling'er must have heard something, so she observed it. It's really not easy to notice, there are too many people.

The large number of people is not because of how good Zhuang Hansheng's popularity is, many of the people in the crowd are employees and their families. It seems that we are late, and we didn't see the scene of the hero saving the beauty.

The employee asked for a salary, and Zhuang Hansheng's wife had no money to give, so the man appeared decisively and suppressed the others.

It's just that, if I'm not mistaken, this man is still going for money. Zhuang Hansheng has repaid the loan shark, but the house and shop are still there.

The man's face is a villain's face, and his scheming is very deep. Zhuang Hansheng's wife will definitely be empty of people and money in the end, and she should be robbed of money and sex.

Do you still give her the money? Giving it to her is equivalent to giving it to that man.

"What else do you hear?" I asked Xiao Ling'er.

"Hmph, now you know my benefits." With a smug look on her face, she said, "You human beings are all treasures when you need others; No need, roadside grass. ”

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. Isn't grass your favorite? "Her uncle, I'm your savior, okay.

"You—" she blushed with anger and said, "it's a sheep, a cow, a horse, not me." ”

What about them? Zhuang Hansheng's wife and the man were gone, and only a teenage child was left standing. But instead of crying, I had a deep face.

It seems that the kid knows a lot of things, and he just pretends to be in his heart.

"Everyone has run away, don't eavesdrop on me, don't follow me." After I pretended to be angry, Xiao Ling'er was really scared.

People go to tea and cool, Zhuang Han is dead and dead, or he was stabbed to death, his reputation is definitely not good, and it is estimated that there are all kinds of speculations among relatives and friends. After Xiao Ling'er and I came, there were no greetings or accidents from any relatives, as if we were going through the motions.

I'll go, why are the police coming, four or five, and there is Ran Yanran inside. I quickly lowered my head and sneaked to the back of the crowd.

It's not an area, how did she get here. Damn, where did Xiao Ling'er go.

"Are you my dad's friend?" Suddenly, Zhuang Hansheng's son walked up to me at some point.

"Why do you say that?" I asked rhetorically.

"I know all my relatives, I have seen all the staff in the store, and their relatives are standing with them. You and the girl kept watching our side and saw that the police were still hiding. He stopped talking.

"It could also be your father's enemy." I asked.

"Everyone is dead, what are the enemies still doing." He looked at the police in the distance.

Oh no, Ran Yanran found me.

I pretended to put my arm on Zhuang Hansheng's son's shoulder, secretly gave him a business card, and said quickly and quietly, "Find a time to come here to find me." Remember, don't let your mom know that your dad has something for me to give you. ”

"Why are you here? Do you know Zhuang Hansheng? How did he die? Ran Yanran's tone was cold and unceremonious.

"What's wrong? Can't I be here? "Her voice was so loud that it caught a lot of people's attention and embarrassed me.

"What do you answer when I ask? Less nonsense. The tone was very harsh.

What a woman, too lazy to pay attention to her. I turned around and was about to leave, but she grabbed her arm and shouted, "Weak heart? Come back to the police station with me, I have reason to suspect that you have something to do with this case. ”

"Let go." It really made me angry, and said, "If you have evidence, show it, don't declare a personal vendetta." ”

"What's going on?" The police came, and the leader was not very old, in his thirties, but he looked very steady.

"Captain Yan, I suspect that this person has something to do with the murder at the door of the hotel." Ran Yanran is very confident.

"You say there is, but what about the evidence?" I interjected.

Captain Yan looked at her, and she looked at the fire-breathing gaze in my eyes, and said, "He has appeared after many murders, and this is the evidence." ”

Captain Yan shook his head, exhaled deeply, and was about to open his mouth to ask me, when Zhuang Hansheng's son interjected: "If that's the case, then no matter what the case, all reporters and media will have to be arrested." ”

"You little kid know what, go aside."

"Ran Yanran, how did he speak, did he say something wrong?" Captain Yan seemed to have endured it for a long time and was very angry. Then he asked me, "What's your name and what are you doing at the funeral home?" ”