Mr. Xia said that he was very scared at the time, so he quickly turned around again, and the trail mouth was still as empty as he first saw it. When he turned back to look at the window, he saw that the short-haired woman was already standing behind him.

Mr. Xia breathed a long sigh of relief, but there was a trembling feeling in the middle, and he said that this time he saw the woman's face clearly, looking about thirty years old, with short hair, black professional clothes, and a very capable appearance, like a female white-collar worker. There is a slanted line on her neck from her collarbone to her chest that looks like a wound, and she is smiling, and if it weren't for the fact that she is not human, she would have thought she looked quite kind. Mr. Xia said that he didn't dare to look back, for fear that when he turned his head again, he would find that this woman didn't know where to change the road, so he looked at the woman behind him through the reflection of the window, the woman stood like this at first, and then began to lean forward, put his mouth to Mr. Xia's ear, he subconsciously dodged slightly, and then heard a voice say: "You blocked me...."

Mr. Xia said that if you must say that this voice was heard by yourself, it is actually not very accurate, the voice is more like coming from your heart, there is a little echo, but it is very clear. When he heard this, he immediately retreated to one side in fright, and then fled without his life.

He went on to say that after returning home that day, he didn't come to the company the next day, but thought about it repeatedly at home, and calculated that there were nobles to help him, which meant that this matter was definitely not solved by himself, so he began to ask around about the really capable master, so he found the two of us. After listening to everything Mr. Xia said, Hu Zongren asked him, do you have that strange photo printed on your printing press before? Mr. Xia said yes, so he bent down and took out a piece of paper from the drawer under his desk, and it was not difficult to see from the untidy edges that the photo was cut out of the paper that he had spit out. Hu Zongren asked him, what about the rest? Mr. Xia said that he forcibly cut off the power of the entire factory that day, and then took off the paper and burned the part that had been printed. Hu Zongren nodded, signaling that he was right to do so, if something was related to the deceased itself, the best way to do it was to burn it, except for items that were specially kept as memorials, such as some clothes before his death, or posthumous photos, etc. However, if things such as nails, hair, and blood are not burned by fire, it is very likely that the deceased will be a reason to stay, provided that the deceased himself cares about these things.

I took the printed photo from Mr. Xia's hand, and the content was indeed the same as Mr. Xia's description before, but the picture was relatively unclear, as if the TV station signal was not good, and the feeling of blur was caused by it. Hu Zongren also looked at the photo and said, then let's start the inspection in this office first. Mr. Xia said then you wait for me for a while, I will make a phone call and tell the workers to let them avoid it first, the alley here is deep, and it is an old community, so no one usually comes.

After saying that, he picked up the phone on the table and called the workers on duty below, asking them to leave first, and don't turn off the machine or anything. We continued to wait in the office until the last worker had left. After going out, I took out my compass and started looking for it from Mr. Xia's office door, although it had been a week, if I could control the machine and be able to grab people's hands and hurt them, such a ghost ability should be not small, so I could still find a little trace on the door. Sure enough, I noticed some agility on the handle outside the door, probably because of the relationship of time, it didn't seem very strong, and then from the door we went downstairs while checking, and found that there were a few marks on the door, as if it had been scratched by a fingernail, and it was found on every step on the stairs, but the stairs were very strange, and the position of the smart appearance on each step was similar, it stands to reason that if the footsteps that Mr. Xia heard came from this short-haired female ghost, So normal people going up and down the stairs should be one left and one right, that is to say, even if you find the smart in the same position, at least one step apart to make sense, and the other side has no reaction at all, I told Hu Zongren about this situation, Hu Zongren said nonchalantly, didn't people say it just now, it's a zombie, a zombie is jumping!

Of course, I don't pay attention to Hu Zongren's idiot's claims, and I even think that my consultation with him is a self-inflicted humiliation. So I secretly analyzed, either this female ghost is sideways up one step at a time, but the posture is too weird, and there is no monitoring proof, it is difficult to convince me, or this woman is jumping, jumping up the stairs step by step, which seems to be able to explain that the footsteps that Mr. Xia heard at the beginning will be louder, and I even think that the biggest possibility is that this woman lifted one foot and jumped up the stairs with one foot.

The reason for my analysis is actually very simple, I should say that it is more of my intuition. Judging from the photo that Mr. Xia gave us before, the woman's feet are crossed by Erlang's legs, which is equivalent to saying that only one foot is on the ground, and if this photo is this female ghost conveying some kind of information, I have to consider this possibility. Although it was a bit far-fetched, I still made a secret note of this, and I turned around and asked Mr. Xia next to me, "Can you see the short-haired woman you saw through the reflection of the glass at that time?" Mr. Xia recalled carefully and said, I really can't see it, at first glance, because I was standing at the entrance of the path, it was too far away, and I was completely unprepared, so I couldn't remember clearly, the second time I was afraid of most of it, and I didn't pay attention to it, and the third time when I was behind me, the lower edge of the window had blocked my legs, and I couldn't even see my legs, how could I see the woman's legs clearly?

Mr. Xia said this, and I had no choice but to stop there. The strange agility continued from the office to the ground floor, and I continued to search, but the agility disappeared at this moment, as if the short-haired woman's starting point was where I was currently standing. Mr. Xia pointed to the window on one side and said, "That's when I saw the woman on the glass of this window." I looked at it, and it was actually a very simple factory window, which could be opened in the direction of the outdoors, and it was equipped with an iron fence. Then Hu Zongren and I walked to the factory, and at a glance I saw the printing press with a piece of paper and the word "failure" written on it, this machine was much larger than I thought, and I initially thought it was the size of a photo machine. I didn't check the side of the machine, anyway, if I got close, it would definitely spin around, not because of the agility, but because the machine would interfere with the compass.

Hu Zongren and I were standing in the middle of the factory, and the floor was covered with all kinds of magazines and picture albums piled together, and Hu Zongren became interested in one of the small magazines called "Women's Health". I took a closer look at the environment of the factory, and the height of the floor slab was much higher than I had expected, and there was a long fluorescent lamp hanging at intervals, because the line was relatively long, so I didn't think it was realistic for the worker to describe something hitting the lamp, even if a mouse couldn't climb to the ceiling and hang upside down.

Then I stood at the computer desk in a corner of the factory, and I guess it was here that the hellish night shift worker turned around and saw the figure at the door. The position of the computer desk is diagonally at an angle of 45 degrees to the entrance of the factory, which is about 20 meters apart, and if I were to throw an ink cartridge from this position to the door, the landing point would be very accurate. But I noticed that this place is not visible behind the faulty machine, that is, the position where the power is turned on is a blind spot for the place where I am standing at the moment.

So I asked Mr. Xia, there was only one worker on the first night, right? He said yes. I asked him again, which punch is it? Mr. Xia pointed to a small machine next to the faulty machine and said that this is, it is also far away from the computer desk, so I came to the conclusion that the female ghost had entered the factory, but for some reason it was never close to the corner of the computer desk, and even if it was noticed, it was only standing far away, which was different from the strange things that the workers encountered in the future. So I began to check the things placed in this corner, and soon I found a faded picture on the wall, and the painting was none other than the industry elite and image spokesperson in the ghost hunting world, Mr. Zhong Kui.

Although I don't worship Zhong Kui, and even often compare his appearance with Zhong Kui, I always respect him, although everything about him is more just a legend, but the legend has been passed on for a long time, and there are more people who listen to it, it will have a very strange effect, for example, it is obvious that the time of death of the short-haired female ghost that appeared this time will not be very far away from now, Master Zhong Kui did not know how many years before her, so she must have heard of the saying "Zhong Kui catches ghosts" before her death, so she was naturally afraid.

At this time, there was a strange whining sound, which frightened me nervously and reached out to touch the red rope, and turned my head to see that it was Hu Zongren who opened the punching machine next to the faulty machine, and then he seemed to press a button, and the firing pin on the punching machine began to rhythmically go up and down.

Hu Zongren touched his hand and said, how painful this is in people's hands, I reminded him, you stand far away, what if you are also caught. Hu Zongren said loudly, how can I do it, how precious my hands are, and I can do a lot of things! After saying that, he made a very obscene action that everyone understands, and then looked at his hand, and then looked at the punching machine, and suddenly Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled and said, don't say it, it's really quite similar!

I gave him a blank look and said, it's quite similar, you can only punch holes, pay attention, it's holes.