Jiang Chenghuan woke up from sleep, the sky was bright, he opened his mobile phone to check the time, and it turned out to be more than 1 o'clock in the afternoon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Heh, heh, this sleep is really evil, I don't know the southeast and northwest, and I slept until now. Alas, it was painful to stay up late, and the whole biological clock was disrupted. He thought to himself. Then, he leaned back on the bed, turned on the cell phone signal button, and after a while, several prompt messages popped up. He checked them one by one, among them were several missed calls, and suddenly jumped out of Ma Shangkui's missed calls, he jumped up unconsciously, oh no, this time it's a big mistake, this ancestor personally called him, nine times out of ten it is not a good thing. His scalp suddenly felt numb, and he pressed the call button without even thinking about it. After pressing the button down, I suddenly felt inappropriate, this is noon, most of the time I take a nap at home, dial it, isn't it a disturbing dream of his sweet dreams, according to Ma Shangkui's short temper, nine times out of ten will be criticized, it is better to simply wait until the afternoon to go to work and then dial it is not too late. Thinking so, he tapped his fingers like frogs sticking to food, quickly canceling the call button. Then, he crawled out of bed, quickly changed and washed, and then ran out into the street to get some food in the fast-food restaurant, and went straight to the office.

There's a whole lot of business in front of you.

Jiang Chenghuan closed the door of the office tightly, and threw himself in front of the computer, preparing to use the ********time period at noon when no one was disturbed to enter the information of yesterday's police into the system one by one. The fatal accident, although it was a unilateral accident, must definitely be entered into the system for filing, and after that, you can find Ma Shangkui for approval, and at the same time, you will know what he is looking for himself.

The thought of this code made his scalp tingle, and the terrible scenes of last night suddenly came to mind. Sitting alone in the office, the whole building is still a little lonely and scared, so silent that it seems to be able to hear a needle. Suddenly, his mind recalled the situation in his sleep last night, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became.

He fell asleep, and in his sleep he was chatting happily with Zhou Yin, as if nothing had happened. Zhou Yin was alive and vibrant, like no one else, there was no such thing as a traffic accident and death, now that I think about it, I always feel that this is a bad omen. What makes him even more unbearable is that in his sleep, there seems to be a strange plot that is intermittent and unbelievable.

That week, because he sat in the cab of the car, staring at him without speaking, there was a faint smile that was not easy to detect; Somehow, I talked to him and said that I would go to you tomorrow to do something, and I forgot everything about it when I woke up; He also said that he was grateful for his continued care and prepared some souvenirs for him and sent them over at his convenience.

Oh my god, what kind of situation is this, he instinctively looked up at the empty office, as if enveloped by an unpredictability. These flickering memories appeared in front of him, and he was uncomfortable, and he unconsciously looked around, and the surroundings were clear and clean, and he didn't see anything unpredictable, so he relaxed a little. So, he reached for his keyboard, ready to type, trying not to think about the mess.

Suddenly, when his fingers had just touched the keyboard, before he could press the first key, almost at the same time there was a crisp "knock" sound outside the door, the sound seemed to be next to his ears, startling him, creepy, at the same time, somehow on the computer screen, suddenly appeared a series of strange and unrecognizable characters. He didn't bother to care about any of them, so he pricked up his ears to focus on the movement outside the door. Although it was noon, the sun was shining, and the light shining in from the window was warm on his body, but after all, he was alone in the whole building, and it was strangely silent, and he had just thought about that terrifying dream, and now, suddenly there was a crisp sound that seemed to be a knock on the door, which was really a little scary, and indescribable fear enveloped my heart. He seemed to have all his energy on the stubble outside the door, and he had to figure out what was going to happen next, and he had to try to control his situation. In such a situation, I am afraid that whoever changes will involuntarily feel afraid. He continued to keep his ears pricked up, his attention fully focused on the door.

Strangely enough, however, after a sound, there was no sound at all. Jiang Chenghuan's heart gradually lifted up as time passed, and his heart beat suddenly, always feeling that an unknowable fear was about to sweep over.

Someone knocked on the door, why just knock once. It was just a misunderstanding, and no one knocked on the door. He thought about opening the door, but hesitated. He planned to calm down and regain his composure.

Knock, knock, knock-----

Just as he was thinking about it, there were suddenly a few more noises outside the door. It sounds rhythmic and well-proportioned. This time, he was sure that someone had knocked on the door, so he waited for the knocker to push the door after knocking.

However, after knocking on the door, there was no further pushing. He continued to wait patiently, hoping that someone would push the door in a few moments. As expected, he waited, and the door was never pushed open, and, after this knock, he stopped again, and there was no more knocking. He fell deeper into a daze, more unexpected. Then, after another long wait, his door did not ring again. After a few more moments, he heard a knock on the door next door, the same rhythm. He understood, what kind of person this person was looking for, heh, this big noon, when he was looking for someone to pick the right time, he planned to ignore it. A moment later, there was a knock on the door of the same rhythm next door. In this way, he was sure that this guy was a random knocker looking for someone. With that in mind, I refocused on my computer.

But at this moment, the door of his office rang again, and, in the same rhythm as before, "knock, knock, knock" seemed to be the person who knocked on the door and turned back. He was so strange, how could there be such a knock on the door, really, why knock on the door repeatedly, he didn't go to work, and he had to come back when he went to work. Besides, whoever you look for, knock on whomever you want, why knock on every door. Even if I don't know which office it is, since I knocked on the door of my office, as soon as I pushed it open, it would be clear at a glance, why did I keep knocking so gently and repeatedly, annoyed! It also affects other people's work! Jiang Cheng's anger came up all of a sudden, and he really wanted to go out and reason with this person, but just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly thought again, maybe the person who knocked on the door didn't know that there was someone in it, so he knocked repeatedly. This is reasonable, why be annoyed, after all, it's noon, and I just answer him. As soon as he thought so, he planned to sit down in his chair and yell at him, to tell the knockers outside that there was someone here, and, he had thought of keeping as thick a voice as he could, in order to show a sense of majesty. But just when he was about to yell at the top of his voice, he thought again, now they all pay attention to office culture, pay attention to politeness, pay attention to enthusiasm, if they go down like that, how can there be any office culture, politeness and enthusiasm at all, in case of hitting the muzzle of the gun and encountering an unannounced visit or something, this voice will go down, and not shout anything away.

So, he swallowed back the strong air flow that was holding in his throat, and planned to go directly to open the door, and then look at it gently, prepare with both hands, and see what was going on. If it's a secret visit, he will greet him with a smile, and if it's a troublemaker, he will smack his throat and let out the evil breath in his heart. So, he quickly stepped over and opened the door at once. What he didn't expect was that the door was empty, and there was no one at all. He held the doorknob again, craned his neck, and looked at both ends for a moment, still empty. Not even a ghost. He chuckled in his heart, an inexplicable fear invaded, and he felt as if his heart was about to jump out. He quickly closed the door again, then tiptoed over to the computer, looking at it while continuing to wonder what was going on.

"What the hell, obviously someone knocked on the door, why is there no figure, out of the ghost, could it be that the dead ghost Zhou Yin came to the door......" With such a strange idea, although he knew that it was a non-trivial thing, he still had nothing to do in his heart, so he quickly smacked on the ground, spit out a mouthful of phlegm into the trash can on the side, and poured bad luck.

But at this moment, he actually heard a clear footsteps, oh, oh, poof, the footsteps were accompanied by empty echoes at the same time, from far to near, sounding, couldn't help but trigger Jiang Chenghuan's infinite conjecture. Jiang Chenghuan just pricked up his ears and listened to the footsteps. After a while, the footsteps stopped at the door of his office, and then there was silence again. Jiang Chenghuan's heart, that nervousness, just mentioned, as if a very terrifying situation would happen all of a sudden, and I don't know how it happened, an inexplicable huge fear enveloped the entire space, and he almost collapsed. Strange, strange, why is there no sound, just when he was wondering, feeling strange, suddenly, "knock, knock, knock" sounded at the door, his chest trembled, and suddenly felt a strong accident hanging over his head. He thought that he had to open the door, but at this time he thought more complicatedly, if there was some unknown birdman outside the door, and it was outside his control, running to open the door, wouldn't it be self-exposing the target. Alone here at noon, in case ......, recently, there is not a gang of door pushers in society, who specialize in committing violent crimes by pushing doors, and once they find that the person who comes to open the door is a target that can be used, they will start to carry out robbery.

"As the saying goes, 'Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.'" In life, prudence is the best policy. ”

Thinking about it like this, I hesitated to think about what to do.

He touched his body, but he didn't find any self-defense weapons, he remembered the equipment of the individual police, but it was all kept in a unified manner, and obviously far from water could not quench his thirst. He looked around the office, but found no tools for self-defense. However, the knocking at the door continued, unhurried, rhythmic like a pendulum. Stop, knock again, knock, stop again. His eyes were fixed on the door that was slightly vibrating with the knocking, as if he felt that the door might suddenly open at any moment, and quickly flash into a few knockers, which would be terrible.

Suddenly, he saw something the cabinet opposite the desk, and when he got closer, it was actually a vice, and he remembered that this was what he had brought back from the accident scene in his previous accident class. Blind, it can really be said that there is no endless road to heaven, and there is no place to live. So, he stepped forward, clutched the vice in his hand, and tiptoed to the door. He took a deep breath, trying to maintain a sense of composure.

"Who," Jiang Chenghuan suddenly opened the door, yelled, and raised the vice in his hand high, before he could see the situation outside, and then shouted, "What are you doing, keep knocking ......"

"Wow, wow, ah...... Yo...... Hell ......"

What Jiang Chenghuan didn't expect at all was that when he took this move, there was a series of strange screams that were out of control and dragged out. The sound of this strange scream, piercing his eardrums, was a hollow sound that pierced the entire building, and it sounded so miserable and weird. He was frightened for a long time before he saw a man of medium stature at the door, still dancing with his forehand in a series of random and exaggerated strange movements, and his whole face was severely deformed, showing a gray expression like a dying man. (To be continued.) )