"Ari is right, at least we have to run a mature face in the community, and contact a few of their clients to prove that we have spent a lot of effort to find it." I agree with the thin man's words this time.

The thin man's expression was even more painful than just now, obviously thinking of how bad that "mature face" was.

This is the same as the trick in the TV series, you don't have the opportunity to become an instant hit, and you don't have your father's father and godmother behind your back to scatter money all over the place, so you can only work hard to get a familiar face, at least make people praise a model worker and dedication.

"Brother Qi, can you give me the whole name first?" The thin man looked at me pitifully.

I shook my head, "As far as I heard in the morning, there should be three of them, two men and one woman, all young, one of them is surnamed Liu and the other is surnamed Ye. ”

"What's the use of that!" The thin man looked up to the sky and wailed.

I ignored him and continued to watch the "New Year's Day Ghost Fetus", and when it was time to get off work, I listened to all the audio files, and the surveillance video of the Aoba scissors was on the computer, which was frozen at the last second.

The monitoring is a little blurry, but Yu Meng and Wang Fangjie are holding hands, like a normal loving couple.

Who would have guessed that the man had been taken over by a malevolent ghost?

Yu Meng died, Wang Fangjie disappeared, Xiao Zheng and the ghost fetus also disappeared. In the end, Aoba's people didn't find the two missing ghosts and one person. Could they be living in some corner of the world? Maybe I just rubbed shoulders with them......

"Lynch, are you alright?" Guo Yujie waved her hand in front of my eyes.

"Oh, it's fine." I looked up and saw that the thin man and the fat man were still there, so I called out, "Two more people." ”

This time, I could understand why Aoba had recorded so many audio files, because one of the members of them was able to hear the ghost sound in the audio file. And their "leader" can actually beat the ghost with one punch, which really surprises me.

"What?" None of the three understood.

"I said, there are five people in Aoba's office."

"Oh, got a name?" The thin man's eyes lit up.

"Nope." I hesitated, "Someone might be able to look for it." "I flipped a few pages through the file," said Zhang Dong, a former housekeeping manager at Junli Hotel. He contacted the Aoba Paranormal Office. ”

There is a name, a surname, and a unit, which is easy to find.

Guo Yujie turned her head and asked the two: "Have you searched on the Internet?" This firm can have business, either it is introduced by people or advertised, and their business cannot be a regular advertisement, but only a small online advertisement, right? ”

The fat man sighed, "I've checked it a long time ago, but there's nothing wow!" ”

"But this Yu Meng contacted them through the Internet." I recall an audio file I heard.

"Probably deleted." Fat man guessed.

The thin man had already called the police station and kept saying nice things there.

This matter is indeed troublesome to the police station, so they have checked many people, and there may be more people to be investigated in the future. Fortunately, we are from the demolition and relocation office, and we have communicated with the neighborhood committee and the police station in advance, and they are very understanding and cooperative with our work.

After talking for a while, the thin man suddenly had a happy face, and took a note of something, "Thank you!" Hey, I'm free to invite you to dinner! Thank you! The phone hung up, and the thin man waved the note in his hand at us, "Finally there is one alive!" ”

Guo Yujie rolled her eyes, went to the toilet, and came back to see that we were listless, and asked strangely, "What's wrong?" ”

I mouthed at the thin man Nunu, "That Zhang Dong left Aoba's contact information, it's a mobile phone number, but it's ......"

"Down." The thin man lay on the table.

"Can't find anyone if you have a mobile phone number?" Guo Yujie was puzzled.

"I didn't have a real name registration!" The thin man tugged at his hair.

Guo Yujie was speechless, "What about the name?" Don't know a name? ”

"I don't know, I only know the surname Liu." The fat man replied, not as loveless as the thin man, but also depressed.

"Then come on." Guo Yujie casually comforted and began to pack up her things, "I'm off work!" ”

"Aren't you going to the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants?" The thin man asked.

"It's all off work." Guo Yujie was puzzled.

"Yes, they're all off work, and the person we're looking for is also off work." The thin man said as a matter of course, and in the end, it was lifeless.

"Don't you know? Lynch and I are in charge of two old men, who don't go to work. Guo Yujie smiled slyly, "And these two people have gone to visit relatives, and they have not been in this city recently." ”

"If you're not there, you won't work? Don't have any other goals? The thin man was indignant.

"Not yet." Guo Yujie picked up her bag, waved at him in a dashing manner, and clenched her fist again, "Bye-bye!" Come on! ”

"Your sister's!" The thin man scolded.

"I'll go with you to the six villages of workers and peasants." I said to the thin man, "Get you the file." ”

The thin man looked surprised, "Brother Qi! You're my brother! ”

The three of us then went to the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants together.

As the thin man drove, he said, "I think that place is really evil." Look at this address: 6th Floor, Building 6, Gongnong 6th Village, Lane 666, Guoqiang Road. A string of six! ”

"Isn't that a 6?" The fat man interjected.

"6 farts!" The thin man was a little grumpy after this day.

I also heard the thin man say this, only to find out that the address of this Aoba supernatural office is indeed very coincidental.

"I think they deliberately chose this place and opened a supernatural office." The thin man continued, "How could it be so coincidental that all four families on that floor lent out their houses and borrowed them all?" ”

"The six villages of workers and peasants were originally divided into units, and the residents were all old colleagues, if they could talk about moving one and someone to help, maybe they could all say and move." The fat man proposes another possibility.

"You haven't found the owner of the house yet?" I asked.

Whether the owner of the house and the owner of Aoba are the same or not, we can't really be sure. There is no record of the real estate transaction, but the transaction may have been completed in private, or the original owner may have died, and the heirs of the estate have obtained the house but have not gone through the transfer procedures. If you really want to talk about it, the person who is looking for the Aoba office, it is better to find the original owner of the house, that is, the file of the real estate bureau is defaced, and the name is not clear, as the fat man said, this community was originally a unit subdivision, and if you want to find someone, you can ask from that unit and other old residents.

"Nope. It's also an old file over there, and it's especially handwritten! I asked someone to rummag through it all afternoon, and finally found it, but the dog was so scribbled that I couldn't understand it at all. The thin man frowned.

I could only pat the thin man sympathetically and ask, "The other employees don't know either?" ”

"We talked on the phone all afternoon, and no one remembered it anyway."

There was no empty parking space in the community, the thin man parked the car in the parking lot of the nearby shopping mall, the three of us had a meal first, and then walked to the community, entered the sixth building, and went up to the fifth floor together, and the thin man couldn't wait to wave goodbye to me.

I was so angry and funny, and I had no choice but to climb up to the sixth floor.

I don't know if it's because of the thin man's words, or because I listened to those audios in the afternoon, I just think that the temperature on the sixth floor seems to be much colder than below.

Maybe it's not popular. I thought to myself, took out the key and opened the door.

There was also a note from the police station on the door, explaining the breakdown and entry, and the contact number of our demolition office, asking the owner to come back and get the key for us.

When I opened the door, the slip was moved and made a rattling sound, which was particularly abrupt on the silent sixth floor. I couldn't help but look back at the stairs.