Jiang Deyong's company is upstairs, that is, on the eighth floor, and the house type is almost exactly the same as the house downstairs. The living room was set up as a staff office area, with only five or six desks, but there were many printers, cutting machines, etc., and there were many leaflets and periodicals piled up on the floor.

"This house was originally my house, and then I bought the house downstairs, and I was too lazy to climb one floor, so our family moved downstairs and then decorated it as a company!" Jiang Deyong said while leading a few people inside, and kicked the magazine leaflets on the ground to the side from time to time to make the road smoother, "Hey, by the way, Dongzi, you will move these leaflets back tomorrow and distribute them!" ”

These words made Mu Yuan feel quite interesting, compared to Wu Shengwen, Jiang Deyong is far from each other in terms of social status and personal financial resources, but for the same thing, this Jiang Deyong is much calmer, and he doesn't even take the haunted thing to heart at all.

Although Jiang Deyong's office is not small, at least more than 30 square meters, the layout inside is very simple, a desk, a coffee table, a sofa, and the rest is a bookshelf. The bookshelves did not put any books on success, economics and the like, but a dazzling variety of books and periodicals, and a lot of pamphlets and leaflets, each and every one of them were neatly placed, obviously after some careful arrangement, these should be Jiang Deyong's company once produced and printed products.

Judging from the layout of the entire company, it shows that Jiang Deyong is a very pragmatic person.

"This is it!" Jiang Deyong pointed to the sofa.

Mu Yuan walked over and took a closer look, this sofa is actually quite ordinary, it is an ordinary leather sofa, no more than three meters long, and can seat five or six people. After turning around, Mu Yuan paid attention to the coffee table in front of the sofa, which was a long table more than half a meter wide, half a meter high, nearly two meters long, and the thickness of the wooden board was very large, giving people a thick and heavy feeling.

"Uncle Jiang, this coffee table should be some years old!" Makihara asked.

"Well, this coffee table was made by my father when he was alive!" Jiang Deyong nodded, gently rubbed the table with his hand, and introduced: "He used to be a carpenter, and when I got married, the conditions at home were very poor, and almost all the furniture was made by him. In this way, it has been almost thirty years now, and the previous wardrobes, beds, and other furniture are all outdated and almost damaged, but the quality of this coffee table is quite good. I was reluctant to sell it, and it had a certain commemorative significance, so I asked someone to re-polish and paint it and put it in the office! ”

"Well, that's pretty good!" Makihara nodded, "This should be elm's, it's hard to damage!" ”

"Senior, is there anything wrong with this coffee table?" Zhang Dong was a little confused, obviously he came to see the sofa, why Mu Yuan was quite interested in the coffee table.

"No big deal, don't be nervous!" Makihara smiled, "I just think this coffee table should be made of other wood, such as a door panel or something!" ”

"Huh, how do you know?" Jiang Deyong asked in surprise, and the cat lowered his waist inside and out, up and down, and checked it on the side, "Mu Yuan, how did you see it?" It's a whole plank, I don't see any traces of a door or anything like that! ”

When Zhang Dong and the crayfish heard this, they also groped curiously, but they didn't see any clues.

"Little witch, why don't you look at it? Did you find out too? Crayfish asked.

"I didn't find it, but as soon as Brother Muyuan said it, I understood!" Long Ling'er said.

"What do you understand?"

"That's not easy!" Long Ling'er said proudly, "In the past, people who died in the countryside were parked on the door panel before entering the coffin!" ”

"You...... You mean there's been a dead man on the coffee table! The crayfish shuddered and jumped out in fright.

"It's not a coffee table, it's the old door panel!" Long Ling'er corrected.

"Learn ...... Senior, are you saying that there have been dead people on it, so it's haunted? Zhang Dong also began to be scared, even a little nauseous, he had sat in front of the coffee table and drank tea.

"Don't mind so much, it's nothing!" Makihara waved his hand and sat down on the sofa, "It's not a ghost attached to the coffee table, it's an afterimage imprint!" ”

"Remnant imprints? What is that? Zhang Dong asked.

"For example, everyone knows that the tape can record the sound and then play it back under certain conditions!" Makihara tapped lightly on the table, "This table is like a tape, recording a certain image from the beginning!" However, it is difficult for modern science to explain this, and the reason for this is that it cannot replicate this phenomenon, neither enter information nor stimulate playback, so it is difficult to study! ”

Jiang Deyong nodded clearly, this principle is still very easy to understand, but he is still a little skeptical of Mu Yuan's words.

"Uncle Jiang, where is the original door panel?" Makihara asked.

"An abandoned elementary school where I studied as a child!" Jiang Deyong said, "This primary school is 180 meters away from my house, my dad repaired those desks and benches for the school for free, and later when the primary school was demolished, this door panel was useless, my dad thought the wood was good, so he spent some money to move it back!" But after I bought it, I didn't use it much, so I left it in the door hole and put it aside for five or six years! ”

"Well, then think about it, is there an old lady near your house, with a slightly thin face, a pointed chin, and gray hair!" Makihara described them one by one, and then tapped his finger at the right eyebrow, "Oh, by the way, this place, there is a scar, it looks like there is only half of an eyebrow!" ”

With a "poof", Zhang Dong was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground, and his hands and feet began to tremble. Isn't what Makihara is describing exactly the figure he saw that night? But he didn't disclose such detailed information, strictly speaking, he didn't look at the person's appearance at all because he was afraid.

Jiang Deyong was also taken aback, and after thinking about it for a while, he slapped it violently and said, "I remember, what you said seems to be the second grandmother of the Zhao family, and there are only two alleys separated from our house!" I heard my dad say that when she was young, she was smashed by her husband with a wine bottle, and she almost blinded her eyes, so that her right eyebrow was missing a lot, and it never grew! ”

"Ginger...... Uncle Jiang, it's still ...... Is there really such a person? ”

"Yes, but at that time I was already in middle school, I went to a foreign country, I saw very little, and one year I came home and heard my father say that the old man died!"

"That's right!" Mu Yuan nodded and said with a smile: "Dongzi, don't be afraid, this is nothing!" ”

"Also...... Nothing! Zhang Dong wiped a handful of cold sweat, and his lips were a little blue.

"Shame on you, get up!" The crayfish glared at Zhang Dong, and then asked Mu Yuan, "Master, how do you know?" ”

"Nonsense, of course I saw it!" Long Ling'er sneered.

"Look...... See! Jiang Deyong asked in surprise, stared at the coffee table for a while, frowned and asked, "How did you see that?" ”

"Uncle Jiang, everyone's eyesight is different. Of course, when I say vision, I don't mean the vision that I say in medicine, but I mean something sensitive, commonly known as yin and yang eyes! Makihara explained, "It's a bit like in the movie, but it's not so godly!" ”

After listening to Mu Yuan's words, Jiang Deyong nodded suspiciously and shook his head again.

"Here, get out of the way!" Makihara pushed everyone to the side, "I'll let this image reappear!" ”