In order to calm the situation, Mr. Xia paid all the medical expenses of the worker, and from that time on, he secretly appreciated this matter. He said that after he returned to the factory that day, he looked through all the business he was currently accumulating, and then called his friend to say that the machine was going to be overhauled, and the business during this time would be transferred to other printing units, and asked his friend to take orders a little slower, or explain to the customer. In the remaining few days, he personally went to the factory to strictly regulate the operation of the workers, while urging the printing progress, a few days later, the accumulated business was completed, and the new business was transferred to other printing companies that he was familiar with to OEM, those days, just when he was about to go to the factory to announce to the workers that everyone could take a few days off, and when our equipment was to be overhauled, a female employee ran upstairs in a panic, arrived at his office, and grabbed him at once and said, Mr. Xia, this is not good, something happened, The printing press can't be turned off, and it keeps spitting out the paper, and there's a strange thing printed on it, so come down and take a look!

Only then did Mr. Xia think that the paper tube on the printing press was still hanging before, if it was really as the female employee said, these eight achievements were the same as the strange thing that happened on the first night. So he hurriedly followed the female employee downstairs to the factory, where a group of workers were surrounding the printing press that had been saying that it had been malfunctioning, and then they were talking to each other and whispering.

Mr. Xia walked in and found that the paper that was coming out of the machine was densely printed with the same picture, which showed a woman in a black skirt and stockings, with her legs crossed and a pair of red high heels on her feet. From the picture, it looks like a woman is sitting at her desk and someone has turned on a flash. But if it was a photo, Mr. Xia said that it didn't look particularly like it, because after looking at the picture carefully, he found that it was more like someone had drawn it with smudge. And on the relatively large paper, it is printed in a parallel arrangement, just like setting up a small photo on a computer desktop as wallpaper.

At this time, some employees said that this machine has been in this situation several times, but they have never seen the picture so clearly, and sometimes there is a handprint or something else in the past. Since everyone said such things in front of their faces, someone soon related all this to the ghosts, and a female employee said that she heard a woman's cry behind the machine several times during the night shift, and thought it was a wild cat outside calling spring, but she didn't expect that there was really a problem here. Some people said that the fluorescent lamp on the top always seemed to have been touched by something during the night shift a few days ago, swaying back and forth, and began to sound and flicker. Another colleague who was on duty at the time also saw it, and then I saw a few dogs running from the path in front of the factory, barking at us, but they didn't dare to come down. After the employee finished speaking, the other one started to say, yes, that night was weird.

With the evidence of others, everyone discussed more and more enthusiastically. Mr. Xia said that he was already annoyed enough in those days, but things happened in such a short period of time, and he really didn't know what to do. Hu Zongren asked Mr. Xia, "Did all the strange phenomena that your workers said happen after someone witnessed the figure on the first night?" Mr. Xia said yes, so he gave everyone a holiday that day, but he didn't dare to take it for too long, for fear that he would not be able to afford such a loss if it dragged on for a long time, so he notified everyone to come to work in three days.

In the past three days, he found a lot of people, there are Taoist priests, there are feng shui masters, all come to the factory to do some tricks, listen to Mr. Feng Shui said that the direction of the factory door here is not good, facing a slope, people and things that can move according to inertia are likely to gather here, so he analyzed that this is the main reason why there was a figure standing at the door of the factory that night, so he used cement to build a small ridge about the width of a palm on the entrance to the alley, saying that it was to block those dirty things that wanted to come down from this road. And I also found the after-sales unit of the printing machine in the past few days, let them check it inside and out, and replaced it with a new color plate, after all, it is still necessary to take into account some conventional failures. On the third day, the workers came back to work, and they were terrified, for fear that something would go wrong.

I asked Mr. Xia, how long ago was that? Mr. Xia said that it was last week, and he made up his mind to find someone who can really catch ghosts and fight ghosts, or because he was busy in the office, which delayed the construction period for a long time, and new business piled up again. He told us, you may have noticed, our office is now in the building, itself is an old house, the stairs upstairs are prefabricated panels, so the sound of going up and down the stairs will be louder, that day he was still busy, to 9 o'clock in the evening are still settling accounts, but at that time, with the sound of the printing press in the factory downstairs, he clearly heard a very strange sound, like footsteps. But according to the amplitude of our walking, the rhythm of the footsteps should be relatively normal, but the footsteps he heard were very loud and slow, and he described it as if a person was jumping up step by step with a slow pace every step up.

Wow, zombies! Hu Zongren said excitedly, and he also paid the price for his excitement, because suddenly speaking so loudly caused him to squirt some snot. Mr. Xia smiled awkwardly and carefully handed over a piece of paper. I really haven't seen zombies, except for the jumpers in Qing Dynasty costumes I saw in Uncle Lin Zhengying's movies when I was a child, it's a zombie movie like Resident Evil that I have watched in recent years, but that's strictly a zombie, not a zombie. I've always been skeptical of things I've never seen, and because I don't have the theoretical knowledge and basis, I won't speculate. Mr. Xia said that the footsteps grew louder and louder, until they reached the door of his office, but suddenly stopped. After experiencing the events of the previous few days, Mr. Xia was already nervous, and he began to wonder if the hands and feet of those Taoist priests and gentlemen were useless, and this did not appear again. So he quickly got up from his seat and quickly locked the door.

I turned my head to look at the office door, the deadbolt is the kind of spherical spiral, in those years of decoration, whether new or old, this kind of door lock is quite popular. Mr. Xia said that after he locked the door, he leaned his back against the door and pressed his body against the door, because he was not sure what was outside the door and was afraid that the thing would break in. At this time, the deadbolt on the side of his body began to twist very slowly, but because it was locked, it could not be twisted, and Mr. Xia was very nervous at that time, so he reached out and grabbed the deadbolt on the inside of the door, and fought against the force outside. After twisting for a while, the other party let go, and when Mr. Xia was resting his breath, there was a sound of scratching the door with his fingernails from the back of his head.

Mr. Xia said that the sound was originally not loud, but it was only because he had his back against the door and it was night, so he could hear it very clearly. However, the sound did not last long, judging by the direction, the sound of scratching the door appeared from the side near the deadbolt at first, and then disappeared on the other side, like a mischievous child digging through the door with his fingernails, accompanied by the strange footsteps of the previous knock.

After a long time, the sound disappeared completely, and Mr. Xia came back to his seat to sit in shock, and after a while, he stood up and opened the door, looked vigilantly, and took out a flashlight to shine it, and found that there was nothing abnormal, so he wanted to go home first today. So when he was packing up his things and preparing to leave, there was suddenly a knock on the door. Mr. Xia was very scared at the time and didn't agree, until he shouted outside that Mr. Xia was not inside, and he was relieved, it turned out to be his own employee.

He opened the door and asked what was wrong, it turned out that the employee wanted him to confirm the signature, and after he signed, he followed the employee downstairs, and he admitted that he was also starting to be a little afraid to go downstairs alone, for fear of seeing something terrible when he turned the stairs. When he got downstairs, he thought he would say hello to the night workers and make them feel better at night, but when he passed by the window at the corner between the building near his office and the factory, he saw something and was terrified.

Hu Zongren asked him, what do you see? He said he saw in the window a man dressed in black professional women's clothing, with short hair, who could not see her features clearly but could tell that she was not smiling, facing him. Mr. Xia said that he quickly realized that the proportion of people from the window was not right, and at night as long as there was a little faint light, no matter how transparent the glass would be, it would become a very reflective mirror, so he noticed that the woman was not in the window, but in the reflection of the window, and he quickly turned his head to look for it, and the window was facing the entrance of the path he had built earlier, where there was the light of the street lamp, but he didn't see anything.

But when he turned his head again, the figure of the short-haired woman appeared again in the reflection of the glass.

Mr. Xia could see that he was visibly frightened when he said this, he stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, then pretended to be calm and rubbed his eyes, and then clasped his hands tightly together and said to us, but this time I saw that the woman was a little closer than before, and seemed to be laughing.