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Early the next morning, I contacted Boss Li by phone, and I came to Hongyuan Building in the downtown area alone. The high-rise buildings rising on both sides of the street look like towering giants in the brilliant morning light, and two rows of overpasses rise to the sky, and there are scattered shops, office buildings, and residential houses...... Row upon row, ingenious. Hongyuan Building is in the middle of this tall building, with a proud body standing upright, looking down on the people below. The windows shimmered and reflected the light, densely clustered together.

Walking into the revolving door of the building, there was a young girl sitting at the front desk, who looked very coquettish, holding a mirror and constantly looking at her face. I walked over and knocked on the table, and Feng ** looked up at me, swept me from top to bottom, and asked, "Why is it so slow?" ”

I scratched my head and thought about it, and said, "It's really a little late, there is a traffic jam on the road, isn't this the morning rush hour?" ”

"You're Fang Tong, you don't have to explain it to me, your logistics is slow, fortunately I just bought some that I don't need urgently, if I bought condoms online, I guess I would have been pregnant!" Feng **'s eyes widened, and a small cherry mouth instantly swept over like a machine gun.

"Can I say a word?" I asked cautiously.

"Say what, hurry up and bring the package." Feng ** then tidied up the little skirt on the lower half of the body.

"I'm here to find you, Mr. Li." I looked at the red jacket I was wearing today, this is a collision shirt with the courier?

"Are you looking for our Mr. Li? Hahaha. As if he had heard some incredible joke, Feng ** covered his mouth and laughed backwards. It took a long time for her to straighten up and say coldly, "Is there an appointment?" Our Mr. Li is hundreds of thousands a minute, but we don't have time to meet idlers. ”

Seeing that I still wanted to speak, Feng ** pointed to the gate and said, "If you don't go out again, I'll call the security guard." ”

The two security guards standing at the door heard the sound of the front desk and hurried to the front desk with rubber rollers in their hands. I stumbled to the door.

"Mr. Li, I'm at the door of your mansion. Please come down and pick me up. "I dialed Li Hongyuan's phone.

Within ten minutes, I saw a middle-aged bald man with a big belly walking over, surrounded by three or four men in suits. "My name is Liu Wei, and I was sent by the association to help you solve your problem." I introduced myself vaguely.

"Mr. Liu is really young and promising." Li Hongyuan held my hand tightly and said, "It's all my own people, so there's no need to shy away from it." I've been waiting for the people of the association for a long time, and if you don't come again, I won't be able to do this business. Well, let's go to my office and talk about it slowly. ”

Entering the gate again, Feng ** saw Mr. Li shaking hands with me warmly, and he was already stunned. Of course, I didn't bother to be like her, and I got into the elevator with pride. A man in a suit next to him pressed the 16th floor, the elevator slowly closed the door, and as soon as it began to run, he heard a clatter, and the car shook slightly. Li Hongyuan said to his subordinates dissatisfied: "I said earlier that the elevator should be overhauled in time, don't let me say it for the third time." Several men in suits nodded frequently like chickens pecking rice. I didn't speak, but a slight vibration on my wrist just now alerted me that there was something wrong with this elevator.

As soon as I entered the office, a large antique, one-person high grandfather clock stood out between the two rows of bookshelves, and on the left was a row of bright windows, from which the pedestrians on the street looked down like busy ants. On the snow-white wall on the right hangs a calligraphy and painting written by a famous artist. "Mr. Liu, please take a seat." As soon as I sat down, a beautiful female secretary served the tea that had already been brewed.

"Can you tell us more about that?" As I drank my tea, my eyes involuntarily focused on the female secretary's hip-length skirt.

"Our building is rented out as an office building. The first to fourth floors are a bank, the fifth and sixth floors are an insurance company, and the four floors from the seventh to the tenth floors are contracted by a real estate developer. The eleventh to fifteenth floors are for several foreign trade, and the sixteenth floor is for our own office. The problem is the westernmost office on the sixteenth floor. Li Hongyuan took out the design plan of the building and said to me.

"How can you be sure there's something unusual in this building? What happened? I asked curiously.

"There were several times when the overtime staff could vaguely hear someone crying in that office, but it was empty." Li Hongyuan said.

"Hey, it could be the sound of the wind." I think it's a bit of a fuss.

"Also, there were a few times when a few employees on the night shift saw a blood-red tongue coming out of the crack in the office door." Li Hongyuan's body trembled a little.

"Have you ever thought about whether it could be a prank made by your employees who really don't want to work overtime?" I kind of suspect it's artificial, otherwise why would someone always come out and make trouble when someone is working overtime.

"No way, it's not just haunted on our floor, it's been encountered on almost every floor." Li Hongyuan said firmly.

"Okay, then take me to that office first." I stood up and said.

"Xiao Wang, you can take Mr. Liu there. Mr. Liu, I'm a timid person, and I really don't want to enter that house, so let Xiao Wang take you there. As soon as Li Hongyuan heard that he was going to the office, his face changed, and he said to the female secretary.

Watching Xiao Wang lead the way in front of me, I couldn't help but feel that rich people are good. "This is it." At the end of the corridor, Xiao Wang pointed to a door that looked a little shabby. I took the key from her hand and opened the door, which made a creaking sound and created a dilapidated scene. The roof was covered with gray cobwebs, and a few tables were covered with thick dust, and when I touched it with my hand, I immediately raised a cloud of dust. The empty ground was littered with bits and pieces of paper and debris, and it was clear that no one had come in the house for a long time.

"Who is this man?" I picked up a picture frame from the ground, and inside was a young man with a row of snow-white teeth bared and smiling brightly.

Hearing my words, Xiao Wang came up to take a look, his face changed, and he said hesitantly: "This seems to be a former employee of the company, I heard that it was a suicide." ”

"Suicide?" I muttered to myself. Is it his problem? Just now, when I picked up the frame, the familiar vibration appeared on my wrist again.

Back in Li Hongyuan's office, he asked me in a low voice, "Mr. Liu, is the problem in that house?" ”