"Help! there's a ghost!" a scream came from the general manager's office.

Li Fan frowned, put down the work at hand, and looked up, Chen Fugui, the general manager with a frightened face, rushed out of his office, ran into the office hall, and found a chair to sit down surrounded by the care of a group of people, panting constantly, staring at the door of his office.

"Mr. Chen, what do you see?" asked the salesman Zhang Cheng puzzled.

"There's a ghost! a female ghost is standing behind the curtain with a cloak!" Chen Fugui said breathlessly, pointing to his office with a trembling voice.

Zhang Cheng ran out of ideas for a while, looked at Li Fan, the manager of the marketing department, and the other people gathered in the hall also followed his gaze to Li Fan.

Could this guy be a fan addict and hallucinate? How can there be a ghost in the world!

Li Fan pondered for a while, it was not easy to ask anything, and he couldn't help but deal with it, so he could only stand up lazily and say, "It's okay! What the hell is there! It may be that Mr. Chen didn't sleep well last night, and he was dazzled, so I'll go in and take a look." ”

In the eyes of a group of people, Li Fan slipped to the door of the general manager's office with small steps lazily, and opened the door with a push.

Chen Fugui's office is a room facing the shade, and it is cloudy and a little dim outside. The window was halfway open, and the curtains were blown by the wind, as if they had been torn by someone.

Li Fan strode over, opened the curtains, and there was nothing behind him, desks, executive chairs, sofas, bookshelves, filing cabinets, Guan Gong statues, every place was very normal.

Li Fan sat down on the sofa, and carefully looked at the office he rarely entered, but still didn't find anything unusual, and when he was about to get up and leave, a fragrance caught Li Fan's attention.

This fragrance is very familiar, it seems that I have smelled it somewhere before, it should be a perfume smell, who is it? By the way, it is Su Qiaomei, a female colleague who disappeared in the marketing department a few days ago.

How could she smell of her perfume here? She's only been in class for a few weeks, so she shouldn't come to this office very often......

Li Fan left Chen Fugui's office with a hint of doubt, returned to the hall, shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, and then returned to his desk and sat down, continuing to do his work.

Seeing that Li Fan didn't find anything, everyone thought that Chen Fugui was dazzled, except for a few who liked to sneak around and continue to shout around the general manager, everyone else went back to their jobs.

Chen Fugui slowed down for half an hour and finally slowly calmed down, stood up, hesitated, did not go back to the office, asked a sycophant to fetch his handbag, and after a meaningful glance at Su Qiaomei's empty desk, he left the company quickly.

Chen Fugui's actions before leaving fell into the eyes of Li Fan, who was puzzled, and his intuition told Li Fan that Su Qiaomei's disappearance must be related to Chen Fugui.

Thinking of the childish and serious little girl in his department, Li Fan felt sad for a while.

A little girl from a poor family used the money borrowed from Dong Nuoxi to pay for tuition and living expenses, and finally survived until she graduated from college, and was about to help her parents earn money to pay off her debts, so she disappeared!

Do you want to tell the policewoman who came to investigate a few days ago about these situations? What kind of evidence can a perfume smell and a look count!

People who suspect the Chen family without evidence are afraid that they will suffer from it, and in the end, not only can they not help Su Qiaomei's family, but they also have to put themselves in it.

What's more, although the female policeman is the captain of the criminal police, how do you look at it, it is obviously to investigate the disappearance of a female colleague, but most of the time she is investigating the source of the company's valuable medicinal materials, and her mind does not seem to be looking for someone, but using her position to grab trade secrets!

Thinking of this, Li Fan sighed and looked out the window at the busy street downstairs.

There is a traffic police motorcycle driving a luxury car in the traffic flow at the intersection and waiting for the red light, ignoring the red light and walking freely, there are a few sports cars parked on the roadside where no one dares to copy the license plate, the HB side is a bustling high-rise building and villa community, and the HN side is a large area of dilapidated village houses in the distance.

"Brother Fan, what do you want, so devoted?"

Li Fan came back to his senses and saw that it was Lu Zhong, a salesman under him, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, look at the vista and soothe your eyes, what's the matter?"

"I don't know much about these medicinal materials, so you can see if the pricing is accurate. ”

"This, this, and this is not right, this is the price last month, this month is no longer the same, I will mark the new price to you. ”

"Brother Fan is Brother Fan, amazing! Such a partial medicine knows the real-time market price, although he is studying philosophy, but in the end he is from a family of Chinese medicine!"

"Now Chinese medicine is not as popular as Western medicine, my mother's family has long been down, the Chen family has monopolized the hospitals and pharmacies in Coal City, and I don't come to work for others myself. ”

"You've only graduated from college for three years, and there's no way to work part-time, what can ordinary people do, eat with a mouthful of food!"

The two chatted a few words, and Li Fan was surrounded by a bunch of new documents and forms, which he didn't finish until he was about to get off work. Just as Li Fan wanted to pack up his things and get ready to get off work, Chen Fugui suddenly appeared at the door of the company.

"Wait a minute, everyone will get off work later today, I have invited a mage to come and go to the office to get rid of bad luck! Everyone needs the consent of the mage before leaving!" After Chen Fugui finished speaking, he politely let in an old man wearing a long robe and carrying a wooden sword behind him.

"No, what age is there still a mage!"

"Exorcism! It's pretty new! Look at how cool that old man's hairstyle is!"

"Alas, I'm in a hurry to go back to cooking!"

In a whisper, the old mage walked in with an indifferent expression, looked left and right, arrogantly pointed with his fingers and selected several tall male employees, including Li Fan, as his helpers, and placed a bunch of bulky magic weapons on the cart at the door to his designated position.

Since others did not dare to enter Chen Fugui's office, Li Fan reluctantly walked in with the magic weapon, and just put the magic weapon in the corner of the room, a small voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Brother Fan, don't be afraid, don't make a sound, I'm Qiaomei!"

Li Fan's hair immediately stood on end, and he turned around sharply and scanned the entire room, but there was no one ......

Taking a deep breath, Li Fan calmed down, did not speak, and quietly looked around with his back against the wall.

At this time, the voice in my ears sounded again: "Brother Fan, you are a good person, help me...... Woowoo...... Help me take out the small wooden knife in Guan Gong's hand, throw it outside the door, throw it as far as you can, and send the small wooden knife to my parents after the incident, and then you will understand everything...... Woowoo woo ......"

There are ghosts!

Li Fan, who was subverted by the cognitive system in an instant, fell sour on the sofa, he wanted to rush out and shout "There is a ghost!" but the reason in his heart told him that he couldn't do this, because the voice just now was indeed Su Qiaomei's.

Even if Su Qiaomei is dead, even if this is a "nonsense" that he has never heard or thought about in his life, but it is the kind and pure Su Qiaomei, she is asking for her help......

Li Fan took a few deep breaths, calmed himself down, walked to the statue of Guan Gong, put the small wooden knife in Guan Gong's hand into his pocket, and returned to the hall casually.

In order not to arouse suspicion, Li Fan did not raise his eyes, lowered his head all the way, and slipped to the door with his usual lazy small steps, and was about to go out, when the old mage spoke.

"I've already moved, so I don't need to go!"

What should I do? I won't let it out......

Li Fan paused slightly, his brain was running extremely fast, and he instantly came up with a solution, turned to Chen Fugui and said: "Mr. Chen, it's better to pull the cart in, don't let people steal it!"

Chen Fugui, who has always been stingy, thought for a while, and immediately said: "It must be pulled in! A board car is also a few hundred yuan!"

When the old mage heard Chen Fugui tell Li Fan like this, he didn't speak.

Li Fan walked out of the door of the company, covered it with his body, and quietly shook the small wooden knife in his pocket, and the small wooden knife flew down the smooth floor tiles under a pile of cardboard boxes at the end of the corridor.

As soon as Li Fan pulled the cart in, Chen Fugui immediately locked the door of the company.

In the midst of everyone's troubled gaze, the old mage arrogantly walked to the middle of the hall, sat cross-legged on the carpet, put his hands on his knees, palms facing the sky, closed his eyes and began to silently perform Xuan Gong.

The old mage performed for a while, raised his hands on opposite sides, and opened his eyes. I saw a burst of white mist floating out of the old mage's hands, getting bigger and bigger, filling the entire hall, and slowly spreading to the surrounding magic weapons, and the magic weapons also emitted white mist and intertwined with the old mage's white mist.

Gradually, the mist became lighter and lighter, condensing into a white curtain between the magic weapons, enveloping the entire company.

Everyone in the company, including Li Fan, was stunned when they saw this scene, and they didn't dare to take a breath, and the so-called scientific knowledge system established since childhood all collapsed at this moment.

The old mage was disdainful of everyone's shocked expressions, stood up, took out the wooden sword behind his back, and held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and after a period of brewing, the wooden sword actually began to emit a faint white light.

The old mage handed the wooden sword to his right hand, and put his left hand in front of his eyes, and his eyes also glowed white.

After everything was prepared, the old mage and Chen Fugui checked the desks one by one, and the people who had been checked walked near the gate, and the others were not allowed to move around at will.

When he walked to Su Qiaomei's desk, Chen Fugui muttered a few words in the old mage's ear, and the old mage nodded, and checked Su Qiaomei's desk and items very carefully.

After inspecting the hall and the rest of the room, the two of them walked into the innermost general manager's office.

After a while, the old mage walked out first, with a look of displeasure on his face, Chen Fugui followed out, and said as he walked: "Second uncle!

"Nonsense! When your second uncle is playing tricks! The second uncle's magic eye has never missed anything, if you say no, you kid is wrong!" The old mage looked indifferent, sat cross-legged in the middle of the hall, and began to exercise his qi to collect his qi, and the white air curtain between the magic weapons slowly disappeared back into the magic weapons.

instructed a few people to load the magic weapon on the cart, and the old mage left without looking back.

Looking at the back of the old mage leaving, Chen Fugui sat on a chair in the hall like a frosted eggplant, stunned for a long time, and muttered to himself: "Could it really be that I read it wrong......

Mr. Chen...... It's time to get off work......"

"Let's go, let's go!" Chen Fugui looked impatient, grabbed his handbag, and left the office first.

After everyone left, Li Fan turned off the power, locked the door, looked left and right, saw that there was no one, and walked towards the cardboard box at the end of the corridor. Flipping through the two cardboard boxes, a small wooden knife appeared in front of me.

If you pick up this little wooden knife, you may be involved in a trouble that ordinary people can't bear, but if you follow the rules, the trouble won't come to your door? Trouble will be trouble! There is no trouble in the world that cannot be solved!

Thinking of this, Li Fan stuffed the small wooden knife into his satchel and left quickly.

When he walked out of the door of the office building, he found that it was raining heavily outside, and after a simple meal in the restaurant downstairs, Li Fan put on a raincoat and went to the bus stop on the side of the road to wait for the bus.

After a while, the No. 12 bus that he had to take home every day arrived at the station, but Li Fan didn't get on the bus, he was waiting for another bus, a bus all the way to the shantytown in the south of the city, where Su Qiaomei's home was.

From time to time, the bleak night sky was pierced by a few white thunderbolts, the "booming" thunder continued to roll, and the raindrops the size of beans crackled on the broken asbestos tile roof.

In the dim light, a middle-aged man with a sad face was busy changing the bucket full of rainwater, and a middle-aged woman sitting next to the bed behind him was silently crying.

"Dangdang!" the dullness of the room was broken by a knock on the door.

"Who!" remembered the sound of slippers clattering.

"Squeak!", the broken wooden door was opened, and by the dim light, the middle-aged man fixed his eyes and saw that there was a tall, short-haired man with a straight nose and a wide mouth standing at the door.

"May I ask if this is Su Qiaomei's home?"

"Oh...... Oh, yes...... Who are you?"

"I am the marketing manager of Qiaomei Company, and my name is Li Fan. ”

"Ah! You're Qiaomei's manager! Is there any news from our Qiaomei? Come in! Come in! It's raining hard outside, is it wet?"

Li Fan walked into the house and looked around, a small shack of less than 20 square meters was crowded with two beds, one large and one small, with a toilet and a small kitchen separated by broken wooden boards, only an old wooden table and a chair, and several wooden boxes stuffed under the bed, without other furniture.

Father Su diligently moved the only old wooden chair, put it in a relatively dry place, wiped it with his sleeve, and asked Li Fan to sit down, Mother Su also wiped her tears and looked at Li Fan anxiously.

Li Fan sat down on the chair, looked at Qiaomei's parents, lowered his head and pondered for a while, did not speak, took out the small wooden knife from his satchel, and gently placed it on the table.

"This is ......" Father Su looked at the small wooden knife inexplicably, and looked at Li Fan puzzled.

"Uncle and aunt, no matter what you see later, you have to exercise restraint and don't get excited, okay?"