I've seen that face for more than 20 years, and I've watched it become what it is today, it should be neither handsome nor ugly, with good facial features, and a very spiritual look. But the reflection I saw from the water stain was a little unfamiliar, the face was distorted, the face was pale, and there was a circle of shadows around the head, like long hair.

Syllable!

"What are you doing in a daze, Lynch?"

"Shhh I gasped, turned my back and touched the sore back, and when I looked up, I saw Guo Yujie's slender and straight legs.

This woman is beautiful, has a good figure, has a generous and hearty personality, like a tomboy, has no concept of the distance between men and women, and likes to move her hands and feet, but because of this, she thinks that being friends with her is a good thing to take advantage of, that is, she has not suffered yet. Because this woman has another trait that overshadows all of this - she is naturally weird! From time to time, you will hit your shoulders, push your elbows, and pat your soft wattles......

Hiss! I felt that my back was starting to hurt again, so I quickly picked up the fragments of the teacup on the ground and threw them away, and went to get the mop again.

Guo Yujie took advantage of this effort to sit in my seat, and clicked the mouse several times, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Aoba Paranormal Office." I fill in the blanks for her.

"How? Is it a ghost story? Scary? Guo Yujie was still pulling the mouse, "Huh? That's a lot of audio files! That's what the USB stick is in? What's in this file? ”

I stood in the corner of the office holding a mop and didn't answer Guo Yujie's questions that popped up one by one.

Scary?

It's not scary than a horror movie, after all, there is no picture, and the white-faced and black-haired grimace is that no one in Aoba has seen. But if you want to say it's not scary...... Fang Guoying's voice was really infiltrating, especially the last phone call, which was like a shout when he was dying, and the soul was about to be called out. He was really scared, scared to the point of collapse.

But it's all far away for me, it's like jumpscare in a horror movie, it's over after the heart beats faster, and maybe at some point I suddenly think about it, but it's not so scary.

What I can't let go of is the last paragraph of the file.

The Aoba Paranormal Office didn't find the grimaces, didn't deal with them, and couldn't be sure if they would ever reappear.

I'm probably never going to that place in Forest Park for the rest of my life.

"Hey, Lynch, did you hear me? Really scared? Guo Yujie turned her head and called me.

"You have too many questions." I said a perfunctory sentence and took a mop to mop the water stains on the ground.

"Is this scary?" Guo Yujie picked one out of her countless questions.

"It's okay." I continued to be perfunctory.

"It's so strange that this office likes to record with audio so much, and what kind of paper documents do you have?" Guo Yujie's attention shifted and she flipped through several file folders I had placed on the table.

There are several USB sticks attached to those folders, and the USB sticks are labeled with the event number, which means that each event will have a paper file and a USB stick full of audio files. This is a strange and confusing way of dealing with it.

"Probably to save time." I guessed.

"Save time and simply get full audio." Guo Yujie let go and closed the folder.

Outside the office, there was a sudden sound of messy and shuffling footsteps, and after a while, two figures, one fat and one thin, appeared at the door of the office, staggering into the door that was not wide.

"Brother Qi, Sister Guo." The fat man panted and said hello.

The thin man leaned directly on the chair, angry as a gossamer.

"What's wrong with you two?" Guo Yujie asked curiously.

"Aren't you looking for that or something?" The thin man snorted angrily.

"Aoba Paranormal Office." I fill in the blank again.

The fat man sat down too, and the chair creaked.

"How's it going?" Guo Yujie gloated, obviously seeing the result from the performance of the two, and now asked knowingly.

"Find a fart!" The thin man continued to be angry.

"Let's go find the doorman in that neighborhood first." The fat man wiped his sweat and answered Guo Yujie's question with a lot of urgency, "The doorman is a newcomer, I haven't seen anyone from that office, let me go to their captain." The captain also lives in that community, the third floor of No. 9, we went, he said that he had seen several people in the office, all of them were young people, there were men and women, asked for names, I don't know, let's go to the neighborhood committee. ”

"Didn't we ask about the people from the neighborhood committee a long time ago?" Guo Yujie interjected.

"Yes, but the doorman said that the former director of the neighborhood committee also lives in this community, and she knows them, so we will go to the former director of the neighborhood committee." The fat man had a bitter look on his face.

"Seventeenth, fourth floor!" The thin man was hoarse.

"The result?" Guo Yujie was interested.

"People had a cerebral infarction last month, and now they don't even recognize their daughter." The fat man sighed.

"That aunt was so enthusiastic, she told us that there was a family in the community who had hit an evil spirit, looked for the office, and told us the address of the person." The thin man gave Guo Yujie a thumb and little finger up, "Thirty-one on the sixth floor!" ”

"Hahahaha!" Guo Yujie laughed, and counted how many floors they had climbed in total.

"What did the man say?" I asked.

"People said that they didn't go in the end, and went to the temple to burn incense." The thin man sighed.

"Then we had to go the old way, go to the neighbors of the office." The fat man continued.

The community that the thin man and the fat man have been talking about is called the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, and when you hear the name, you know that it is an old residential area with many years. There are six floors in a building in the community, with four households on each floor, a total of 24 households, compared to the current kind of high-rise apartments, there are not many people, but this is an old community, many residents have sold and rented their houses, and the people who really live there have changed one after another.

No matter how troublesome it is, the work still has to be done, who called it one of the areas where our demolition and relocation office is responsible for demolition?

At present, the demolition and relocation office has just set up a prototype and is in the stage of thorough investigation, and it is the property owner with the potential of nail households. Mediation and communication work is done before the demolition, which is the purpose of the work of the old leaders of our demolition and relocation office. Those of us who were transferred to the demolition and relocation office acted according to orders, touching, checking, chasing after the wind, and making us look like a group of paparazzi. However, this really allowed us to find a few property owners who would become determined and tenacious nail households at first glance.

For example, this Aoba Spiritual Office, a resident on the sixth floor of No. 6 of Gongnong Sixth Village, the entire sixth floor is their office, and there is a sign of "Aoba Spiritual Office" hanging at the door, which looks like a group of middle and second diseases are playing at home.

We don't care what this resident does, as long as he agrees to the demolition, but the problem is that we haven't been able to find anyone, and when we inquire, the house seems to have been empty for several years.

It doesn't matter if the house is empty, the housing authority will transfer information to see who the property owner is, and just contact directly.

Who knows that this house has never had a transaction record, and the housing authority has no data, so it can only be a paper file from 30 years ago, and when I turned over the file, I found that the file had been defaced, and I couldn't see who the owner was.

This is the worst-case scenario for us at the Demolition and Relocation Office. To have a name, all kinds of modern information means can be used, whether you can find the person or not, there are ways to deal with it. But if you don't even know the name, then you can only be blind.