"I can tell you a little bit, in fact, the place we are going to tomorrow is a murderous house!" Zhou Hong did not answer my question directly, but told me another thing tactfully.

"Murder?" she said casually, but I almost jumped in horror.

"Why, a materialist is so surprised?" Zhou Hong chuckled.

"There must be a little bit of surprise, Honghong, tell me the following, what happened there, how did it become a murderous house?" I said eagerly.

"It was a wasteland that was bought by a developer only three years ago and sold to the company Ampostian, which built an 18-story building there to serve as its branch office in the city, with hundreds of employees. As early as the beginning of the construction of the building, the owner of the company, Mr. Steven, was advised to either build the building to only 17 floors, or to build a few more floors, not 18 floors. Because according to the traditional customs of the Chinese, the eighteenth floor means the eighteenth layer of hell, which is very unlucky! But Steven conceitedly said, that is just your Chinese saying, I don't believe in your Chinese ghosts, I only believe in God! Therefore, I insisted on building the eighteenth floor, and also used the eighteenth floor as an office floor, so that all white-collar workers could work there!"

"Hehe, this foreigner is quite interesting. I laughed.

As a result, on the first day of opening, a white-collar worker who worked on the 18th floor accidentally fell to his death. At that time, it is said that he insisted on standing on the windowsill to clean the glass, but he fell to his death without grasping it. Zhou Hong continued.

"Damn, someone died on the first day of opening, this is too evil, isn't it? No, this may just be a coincidence, it's that person doesn't have a strong sense of security, and he just died by himself, and it shouldn't have anything to do with the murderous house or not?" I said.

Mr. Steven also thought it was just a coincidence, so he didn't think about it. But a few days later, a middle-level manager, surnamed Zhu, was found dead in the bathroom with his head stuck in the toilet and a mirror on the wall across from him to pieces. The expression on this man's face when he was pulled out of the toilet bowl was very hideous and terrifying, as if he was extremely frightened, and the mirror was also smashed by him with an ashtray, and people speculated that he saw something terrible in the mirror, and then fell into the toilet bowl with his footing! The results of the on-site investigation by the Public Security Bureau also showed that he was drowned because he fell into the toilet bowl and his head was stuck. ”

"It's a bit of a trick to die, but it's not out of the realm of accidents. I was dumbfounded.

Mr. Steven also still thinks it was just an accident. But a month later, another employee died, a female business executive, surnamed Liu, who also died on the eighteenth floor, and died by hanging herself in her office with a silk scarf. Since then, strange things have happened one after another. Every night in the dead of night, there will be a woman's crying in the corridor, the toilet will automatically pump water for no reason, the doors and windows will open and close by themselves, the air conditioner, computer, etc. will automatically turn on, there is no one in the room, but there will be footsteps on the floor, until a few months later, another dead man incident: an electrician surnamed Chen was maintaining the freight elevator in the north of the building, the elevator suddenly started, carrying him from the eighteenth floor directly to the ground......"

"Well, that's clearly in line with the 'haunted' character. I sighed. So many unbelievable things have happened, and people have died one after another, that even a fool will associate them with supernatural things.

"Yes, after these things happened, people thought that the building was unlucky, because the eighteen-story building represents the eighteen-story hell, and Mr. Steven paid the price for his stubbornness! Although Mr. Steven thought that he was blessed by God, was not afraid of the ghosts and gods of China, and promised the temptation of high salaries, he still could not stop the resignation of the company's employees! In less than a year, except for one Chinese agent, hundreds of employees walked cleanly, and the big Ampostian Building was empty, like a ghost town!"

"So we seem to be here to catch ghosts?" I laughed.

"No, we're here as newly recruited employees!" Zhou Hong corrected.

"What does he do with this company? Are we familiar with his business? Isn't it a bit suspicious of rushing ducks to the shelves in such a hurry to work without training?" I asked.

"The Chinese agent said that we don't need to do anything, just stay in the company every day. ”

"Ah, there's such a strange thing, what the hell are they trying to do?"

"The agent said that we just need to show an atmosphere in which the company can be functioning normally, because in a few days the largest shareholders of the Ampostian Company will come to inspect here, and if the haunting here is true, they will withdraw all their shares, and Mr. Steven will suffer unprecedented losses! ”

"Then we're going to let them be at the mercy of pawns?

"We're here just to get down to business! I'll tell you the specific situation later, it's not early today, let's rest early." Zhou Hong said, gently bringing her red lips to my lips......

The next morning, we came to the downstairs of the Ampostian Building, only to see that this is a very luxuriously decorated building, the front is semi-arc, the side is like an open folding fan, which is both beautiful and can fully receive the lighting of the sun, and the huge sky blue glass curtain wall reflects the blue sky and white clouds, which adds a bit of charm and delicateness.

It is such a beautiful and atmospheric building that can be called a "murderous house", which is really a sigh.

However, the glamour of the building's surface could not hide its loneliness and desolation, every floor of it was empty, there was no human figure in sight, even the façade downstairs was tightly closed, and the grass grew on the sidewalk, making it look like an unfinished building!

"This mansion is so desolate, what are we doing here?" the crowd said.

Because I was reminded by Zhou Hong in advance not to tell the truth here for the time being, I put away the heart that I wanted to give everyone to popularize science, and pretended not to know anything like everyone else, shaking my head there.

At this moment, a man in a suit came out of the building and greeted us. Zhou Hong introduced: "This is Mr. Steven's Chinese agent Mr. Wu. ”

I hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands with Mr. Wu and say hello. Mr. Wu said: "Let's go upstairs to rest first, and then report to their respective offices." Our offices are all on the 18th floor......"