Chapter 112: Entrance

Xiao Zhang and I came to the same newspaper company, and although we came from different schools, we inevitably felt sorry for each other because we were both newcomers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info feels like they're on the same front.,Often help each other.,Get acquainted with each other.怂 Later, they were divided together, and they became more familiar.

Why aren't we together, you ask? Because when we first met, we both had lovers. I have witnessed him and his girlfriend quarrel, break up, get back together, and get married; And he witnessed my failed romance after failure.

So he said that if I haven't been dating for 3 months, I don't need to tell him, because 3 months is a hurdle for me, and this time it seems that I haven't crossed it.

Xiao Zhang's words amused me, and I smiled and continued to type on the keyboard. Xiao Zhang asked, "Haven't you crossed the hurdle of 3 months?" ā€

"Yes." I poked my head out of the computer and said, "So instead of living out of a sense of falling out of love, I'm really out of love." ā€

Xiao Zhang clenched his fists and said to me, "Come on!" I'm sure you'll be able to find yourself at work. ā€

If you find your original intention, you can't find Meng Yingjiu? I held my head and said to Xiao Zhang, "But he is really different." "He's a god! It's an identity that I can't reach.

Xiao Zhang looked at his phone and said, "How different?" ā€

"I really like him!"

Xiao Zhang looked up at me and asked, "Then why did you break up?" ā€

I sat back in front of the computer and said, "He's gone." ā€

"Gone? I tell you as a man that if he likes you too, he will definitely come back to you. ā€

"Forget it, I'd better get on with my work." Keep up my work, keep up with my waiting.

"Well, the old ones don't go, the new ones don't come! Continue. ā€

After writing the manuscript, I immediately handed it over to Old Man Zheng for review. This kind of subject matter has always been useless in the eyes of Old Man Zheng, so he didn't say anything.

Returning to his seat, Zhang began to sigh: "I already have a hunch that this will be a black week. ā€

"What's wrong, your stock has fallen again?"

"Not really, it's still steady."

"Why is that?"

"The interns didn't come this week, and I feel so tired when I think about it! You have to do everything yourself. ā€

I gave him a blank look and said, "It's only been a few days?" Are you too lazy like this? And just like that, you still want to raise your salary? Stop daydreaming? ā€

Xiao Zhang said nervously: "You be quiet! ā€

I smiled and said, "Are you still afraid that the wall has ears?" It's a pity that there are no walls here, but it's all ears! ā€

"I'm just sighing! Isn't that how we did during our internship? You have to do everything to learn. ā€

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, you continue to sigh! I made an appointment for an interview and went out! ā€

"It's only the first day, do you want to fight so hard?"

"A new month, a new task is coming again, and I have to get back to my original intention, goodbye."

Only non-stop work can make time pass faster, as long as I stop, those memories will all come back to me and eat at my heart.

In the afternoon, after going to the community where I was in charge, I went out to eat and went home. When I walked to the door, I began to feel uneasy again. I hope that Meng Yingjiu will suddenly open the door like before, but I am a little scared, I am afraid that I will go crazy and lose control after seeing him, and it will not be good to scare him away when the time comes.

I stood at the door for 5 seconds, and there was no movement, and it seemed that no one would open the door for me. I took out the key to open the door, and the room was pitch black.

Putting down his things, he collapsed on the sofa all at once, staring outside in a daze, not wanting to do anything. I don't know how long I felt like I was asleep, my phone rang suddenly, and when I picked it up, I saw that it was Lin Zihao calling, it turned out that this kid was still alive!

"Lin Zihao?"

"Hmm."

"Why did you remember to call me? You didn't answer the call I gave you before, what are you busy with? ā€

"During this time, I have been in Jiangtai Building with a bad mobile phone signal and have not received a call. But I made another big discovery. ā€

"What did you find?"

"There are very complicated secret passages under the Jiangtai Building."

These are places that they will find out sooner or later. I said, "Secret way? It's no surprise that there are a lot of bomb shelters underneath that place. ā€

"It's not strange, but in that labyrinthine secret passage I found the same five-pointed stars as on the ancient coffin, and the strange thing is that at first I thought these five-pointed stars were showing us the way, because they were at every fork in the road, but I didn't expect that she ended up leading us to a dead end."

"Dead end? What kind of dead end? "How come we came out under the leadership of the pentagram, and they were dead? Could it be that you also met a ghost hitting the wall?

"Dead end! We walked into a tunnel, but it was not dug yet, it was full of rocks, and we had to go back the way we came. ā€

"Went back the same way again?"

"yes, now I don't understand the meaning of those pentagrams, why is this place too? Could it be that it has nothing to do with the five-pointed star on the ancient coffin? It's just that they all coincidentally have a dot in the middle. ā€

The question I'm more concerned about now is how we seem to be going to two different places. I asked, "Where did you get into the underground from Jiangtai Tower?" ā€

"The entrance to a room appeared after the floor collapsed."

"Which room? Is it the second room where the hallway goes to the right, and then the ...... on the left-hand side," I thought about the environment there? ā€

"Well... Oh, yes! It's that room, but how do you know? ā€

I took a breath and said, "Because I've been there too, on the night of the fire." ā€

"What?"

"There were two homicides in Jiangtailou before, so I went there. That night we went looking for clues to the murderer, and then we found this underground passage, so we went in too. ā€

"That's right! Did you find those pentagrams? ā€

"Yes, but we don't see a dead end in the underground?"

"You also followed the pentagram?"

"And then it was, but didn't the passage have a horrible bunker at the beginning?"

"The bunker? No? How could there be a bunker in that kind of place? ā€

Inexplicably frightened, I said, "Isn't it a tunnel all the way down that staircase?" ā€

"Yes."

"After walking for about ten minutes, there will be a huge sand pit!" And there's a terrible man-eating tree inside the bunker! I think about those experiences with chills down my back now.

"No, we went down the stairs into a tunnel, and after walking for ten minutes, we met the first pentagram, and then we slowly walked into a dead end under its leadership. We've been walking in bomb shelters, and there's no bunker you said. ā€

"Maybe we didn't enter through the same entrance, otherwise how could we see something completely different on the road?"

"Possibly, but it seems like you're talking about that entrance, right? Well, you'll come back tomorrow to see if the two of us entered through the same entrance. ā€