Chapter 180: Pick up
The wooden bed frame was shiny and shiny, and there were even some old stains on it that deeply invaded the wood. Zhang Xiaofo didn't ask if the mantra was properly arranged, and it was still worth believing in the flowers.
In the morning, he woke up in a nightmare, and Zhang Xiaofo was very helpless.
In the hall, Lianhua had already made breakfast, and Zhenyan was already sitting at the desk, and when she saw Zhang Xiaofo coming out, she politely asked, "Did you sleep well?" ”
"Not good!" Zhang Xiaofo replied truthfully.
"Oh!" Mantra replied hastily, not thinking about continuing to ask.
Lianhua was not affected by the nonsensical interaction between Zhang Xiaofo and Zhenyan at all: "There is a village in Taihang Mountain that believes in cults and collectively burns itself!" The scene was very tragic! ”
Zhang Xiaofo knew that Lianhua was talking to himself, and he didn't talk to him, so he still chewed fritters and drank soy milk by himself.
"One more thing!" Lianhua glanced at Zhang Xiaofo and said, "I'm about to pay the rent!" ”
Now Zhang Xiaofo can't be calm: "Pay the rent? Do we still need to pay rent? ”
"Yes! How can we open a store without paying rent? "Lianhua is very happy to see Zhang Xiaofo's embarrassment.
"I see!" Zhang Xiaofo took a bite of the fritters to vent his anger, thinking about how to make money. The hospital also quit its job and had no other source of funding......
"If you're short of money, I've got a commission to make money here!" As if he had seen through Zhang Xiaofo's thoughts, he took out a few documents from under the table and threw them to Zhang Xiaofo: "This was all done by Boss Hua before, but now that you have inherited this place, you naturally want to do it, not to mention that we need to change the refrigerator!" It's not enough to live this month......"
In the crackling of her red lips, Zhang Xiaofo resigned herself to turning over the information. The wounds on his body stinged from time to time......
There are three documents in total, two of which are restless and one is missing. Zhang Xiaofo does not have much research on feng shui and the like, although he does not deny that those things are favorable at the right time, place and people, but he has no patience to ponder, but the case of the disappearance of the household. He felt lighter, slightly interested.
"That's it!" Zhang Xiaofo returned the other two documents.
"You've figured it out! The price of these two copies is a little higher, and the one in your hand belongs to a semi-public welfare undertaking, even if it is completed, you still have to take a few more orders. Lianhua persuaded her.
"I know, that's it!" Zhang Xiaofo waved his hand.
Lianhua didn't persuade much, and originally packed up her things and wanted to leave, but when she saw the mantra who was very comfortable on the side, she still spoke: "What is the relationship between Miss Manyan and you?" ”
"She's a monk!"
Relianhua breathed a sigh of relief, and her mood suddenly improved.
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After nightfall. Zhang Xiaofo came to the haunted community - Jinsheng Community.
Outwardly, the community should be in a semi-retired state. Older and looser property, this can be seen from the dozing security guards in the janitor's room alone.
Zhang Xiaofo tidied up his clothes and walked in slowly. When he entered the gate, he did not rush on, but paused, took a puff, and inserted the rest of the cigarette into the deserted green belt of the door.
Blue smoke swirled upward. Zhang Xiaofo nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to wave his legs.
The haunted house in the community is at the back, built against the mountain, judging from Zhang Xiaofo's few feng shui knowledge: the feng shui of this last building is not so bad.
There are eight floors in total. The builder is very provincial, knowing that the elevator will be repaired above the eighth floor, so the floor is strictly closed, saving the elevator fee. Scattered lights indicate that there are not many residents in this building. There are some paper shell debris at the entrance of the stairway. It's not hard to see signs of someone moving recently.
Before walking into the corridor, Zhang Xiaofo still took out a cigarette from his pocket and saw that the smoke of the cigarette was not blocked in any way. That's when I was relieved. The tobacco leaves of this cigarette are mixed with a little tomb dust, which is heavy and humid, and it is not good for you to smoke too much. Therefore, Zhang Xiaofo is rarely used.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Xiaofo walked up the stairs. Compared with what happened in the mountains not long ago, Zhang Xiaofo is more willing to face the current situation. After all, it's more modern now, so he won't panic. It's like a partial student, who is handy with what he likes, and has a headache if he doesn't like it.
The stairs are very slow, which is very unaccustomed to Zhang Xiaofo. It is to lift one foot higher than one step, but less than the height of two steps. At first, Zhang Xiaofo's toes always kicked to the side of the stairs, and this situation lasted a few times before it improved.
Although some of the cement on the exterior walls of the stairway is peeling, the handrails of the stairs are indeed shiny as new. Zhang Xiaofo put his hand on it, and he felt a feeling - cold. I really don't know why I don't use iron handrails, although they will rust, but they can reveal a history, and the texture of this stainless steel makes Zhang Xiaofo dare not agree.
Zhang Xiaofo walked very slowly, not letting go of a trace.
According to the information, most of the three missing people in this building were concentrated between 10 and 11:30 in the middle of the night. There is no absolute connection between the three. The police's statement was accidental, there was nothing wrong with the building, and of course it was impossible to admit that there was a problem, and the disappearance of the three people was already under investigation. The police officers in the building only looked at the building and didn't stay long, their attention was all focused on how to find the three missing people.
Because of the accident, Zhang Xiaofo did not meet anyone from the first floor to the fourth floor.
Just as Zhang Xiaofo was about to light a cigarette again, a gust of incense from the top of his head forced him to raise his head.
"Ah...... White ......" Zhang Xiaofo sighed.
"You...... Hooligan ......" The girl scolded in a low voice with a red face when she passed by Zhang Xiaofo.
Zhang Xiaofo knew that he was at a loss, so he could only touch his nose and walk quickly.
"8th floor!" Zhang Xiaofo shook his head strangely, if he wasn't wrong just now, this should be the eighth floor, but why is there an upward staircase?
Zhang Xiaofo lit a cigarette, and the cigarette circled upward, proving that there was no problem.
Zhang Xiaofo originally wanted to investigate, but he didn't expect to be caught as soon as he got out of the horse, so he was on the head.
There was only the footsteps of Zhang Xiaofo in the corridor, and it was terrifyingly quiet. But he didn't feel much of it, it was a familiar world to him. In the past two years, the things he has been solving happened in this environment, but he was forced to go out a few times in the middle of the field, and ran a few trips to the mountains or something.
A saber came out of his pocket. The dagger in front was lost, and now it is only possible to make do with modern things. This saber is also extremely difficult to find. Zhang Xiaofo asked for all iron materials. Thinking of the weapons in that room in his shop, he could only give up, those were big guys, and they brought trouble. (To be continued......)