This A-17-4, there is no one! Besides, a man and a woman just said that the room was locked and there was no way to get in, so how could there be the sound of children crying and music making noise. Unless there's a ghost in that house! Thinking of this, it was as if a cold wind suddenly blew in outside the door, gently brushing the strength of Liang's neck, the scalp exploded, the peripheral nerves tightened, and the hair roots and hairs all over the body stood up.

From the soles of the feet to the back, a chilling chill was born. The dead silence of the environment always gives the frightened heart, a series of chain speculations, an unforeseen sense of weirdness, like a prisoner being branded with a set of numbers that cannot see the light on his forehead. Let Liang not be able to extricate himself from some vague consciousness.

Liang property management, entering the house, naturally pretending to be calm, as much as possible not to think blindly, relax every tense nerve. Turn off the mobile phone directly,

Liang, slightly drunken shadow, was crooked and upside down on the interior wall, like a puppet without aura attached to him strangely. Strip off and go to bed, thinking about another comfortable sleep. I didn't want to take off my clothes, I just lay down on the bed, pulled over the quilt to cover my buttocks, and didn't put my head on the pillow.

'Jingle bell, jingle bell. The sharp and piercing ringing of the phone without warning breaks the silent atmosphere space around it. 'Jingle bell...... Jingle Ring...... 'The telephone rings like a ghost bell, a rushing ghost bell, a tight and endless chaotic ringing. The bell startled Liang, and he felt uncomfortable, turned over and sat up on the edge of the bed in a daze, complaining in his mouth.

"Fuck you, don't you want anyone to live, fuck it."

Liang Wuguan burst into foul language, which was his second hobby besides wine, and he scolded and scolded and put on his clothes. Find the right direction, walk outside, pick up the phone and close it to your ear...... The phone was dumb because of his arrival. Picking up the microphone without sound, he muttered a foul language that could not be expressed in words, and the sound of music was faintly heard in the microphone.

Nima! It's a harassing phone call. Liang is still interested in beautiful women, but he doesn't know anything about music rhythm or anything. But when he listened to this song, he only felt that this song seemed to have been heard somewhere, and he poked two thick and short eyebrows, but he couldn't remember it for a long time.

"Delay Lao Tzu's sleepiness, aha!" With a long yawn and a mutter, he put down the phone and walked in.

In other words, these property management in front of people is not this virtue, they are uniformly dressed, humble and polite, respectful to customers, customers are their God, the God of Wealth, no customers need them, can not hook up with real estate related departments, property management is purely a nameless empty shelf.

Property management can be organized by several people, or dozens of people, as long as you bring enough money and capital verification reports, you can receive the business received by other property companies in some real estate companies.

Property management, members, that is, cleaning, security, after-sales housing services, etc. However, property management must be closely linked to real estate to achieve their one-stop service. There are also slightly more formal property management departments, on the date of the real estate bidding, the bidding is successful, they can easily take over the business, and then a paper contract, transfer to these small property management, in the future real estate any construction sequelae, will not involve the contracting property management, but will directly find to take over the property management.

Ahem! The words are far away, this is not irrigation, and when the topic is here, it will naturally expose the inside story of property management, and there is no other intention.

Liang Wenguan entered the inner room in a cranky thought, and before he could close the door, the damn phone suddenly rang again, which shocked him for a while.

Liang turned around and looked at the outer reception room in the dim light, and a trace of fear swelled in his heart.

"Niang Xipi......" Liang scolded viciously. He came out of the back room again, and the cold sweat on his forehead was blowing in the breeze blowing from somewhere, and he raised his hand to wipe a cold feeling, which made Liang feel more and more that tonight was a little unusual.

Liang unplugged the telephone link, entered the back room in a daze, and said secretly: Now you can be quiet and sleep easily.

When Liang Property Management and Zhengmei Zizi imagined that they could have a good talk with Zhou Gong, the phone call outside was urgent, 'Jingle bell, Jingle bell'.

The phone rang, and Liang was stunned, and it took a long time to react from the shock. Anyway, the phone line was unplugged, and this ...... It's too weird, isn't it?

Liang's chaotic and frightened thinking, mixed with the tense atmosphere of the timely environment, he couldn't help but lean in, first looked at the glass door outside that was shaking in the wind, the glass door shook gently, as if someone had just gone out of it.

Looking farther outside, the green trees have become ghostly, making people instinctively think of it. The phone was still ringing creepy, as if in protest against Liang's slow movements, its stubborn voice coming from the microphone and dialysis into his eardrums.

Liang took a step forward, first to take a closer look at whether he had pulled the wrong phone line just now, and this look made him feel dizzy inexplicably. Telephone line...... I didn't pull it out at all. But I obviously unplugged the phone line just now, is this someone playing a prank on me? Thinking of this, there is no wind to move naturally, no shadow is naturally suspicious, frequently turning his head, cloudy and bloodshot eyes, trying to see through the heavy glass door, under the shaking branches outside, as if there is a person standing.

Liang looked like the wind was blowing outside, and the trees were gently shaking their branches, and the branches of the branches were shaking under the light of the miserable white street lamps, a little strange and ghostly.

Shrinking his neck, beaming his eyes, his eyes did not leave the microphone, a variety of expectations and speculations came out of his mind, staring at the phone, licking nervously, and some numb lips. 'Goo' slid his Adam's apple hard, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, trembled his hands, grabbed the phone...... "Hey! Hello ......"

"Hello, please hurry up, No. 4, Building A-17, I can't sleep the fuck, what are you eating?"

A native southern accent, listening to the other party's gunpowder-filled tone, the sharp voice startled Liang's eardrums. He hurriedly removed the microphone and said loudly into the microphone, "Okay, I'll take a look right away." ”

Liang heard that after the other party received a satisfactory reply, he did not make a sound, but hung up the phone. Now I promised to say yes, but if I really want to go. He told the truth, but he still had some fire in his heart.

Liang Wuguan couldn't help but regret a little, regretting that he shouldn't have sent Gong's mistress Gong away, at this time, if the two of them went to see it, they could also give themselves a strong courage or something.

Liang thought of the woman, but immediately thought of the security guard at the door. Anyway, he could go to the security guard and handle this matter properly. But when he came in, the security guard seemed to be dozing off.

Calling the security guards, that didn't work, remember that there was a theft at night, and the customer's phone was broken, and it couldn't alarm the security guards who were like dead pigs.

No, you have to shout it yourself. Thinking of this, Liang took out a super-large flashlight from the back room, and there was a rope tied to the flashlight that could be straddled over the shoulder, and the flashlight was straddled over the shoulder.

Pull the bedroom door in the inner room and close it, blending into the deserted, dead community aisle, and an inexplicable cold wind always drills into the neck. Liang was shocked, and his body shivered with cold bones.