The next day, Chen Fan went to work on time with dark circles under his eyes, and a cordon had been set up downstairs, at least the jumping off the building was true.

Walking into the department, he subconsciously glanced at the senior's workstation, which was empty.

Everyone looked at him a little strangely, or rather, everyone looked at him a little strangely.

The chill in his heart reached its peak in an instant, Chen Fan was stunned for a moment before walking to his workstation with his bag on his back, and looked at the colleague next to him, who nodded and made a silent gesture.

It's over, eight or nine are not far from ten, and the one who jumped off the building last night is estimated to be the senior. But now, no one dares to mention it in public.

Chen Fan had already turned on the computer by inertia and clicked on the work software, but all he was thinking about was last night, and he also remembered the strangeness of his seniors in the past few weeks.

Sometimes he would pull himself through some very basic books, or Chen Fan saw a lot of papers on his computer desktop, and at first he thought it was related to some recent project, after all, everyone was busy.

But are seniors too busy?

was in a trance, and the vibrating screen in front of him finally woke Chen Fan up, and he looked at it when he saw that it was the director who was contacting him through the work software.

"Come to my office and bring your computer."

The director is the boss of the senior, and he is just a recent college graduate, so there is no possibility of contact in theory.

Chen Fan didn't dare to hesitate, and trotted into the director's workstation with the computer.

"Close the door." The director is a very young man, probably not much older than he has learned, and he is full of exquisite money smell, which is different from the state of programmers outside.

Chen Fan, the director of the development department who took office last year, has not met many times.

He closed the door and waited cautiously.

"Phones, computers, put them here." The director's eyes lifted from the computer, frowned, and tapped his fingers on the desktop: "If you have any electronic products on your body, put them all over." ”

In a commanding tone, Chen Fan's mind went blank, and when he came back to his senses, his trembling hands had already put all the items he was carrying on the table, including the keys to enter and exit the rental house.

The director slowly turned on his computer and mobile phone, checked his things, and violated his privacy, Chen Fan didn't dare to speak, especially after waking up a little bit, he was even more trembling when he thought of the incident of jumping off the building yesterday.

"Chang Chao knows you very well." The director glanced at Chen Fan and said the senior's name: "I remember that he recommended you, and he also brought you when you were interning." ”

"Yes......" Chen Fan felt that his voice trembled a little.

"He jumped off the building yesterday, from the roof, not from this floor." The director said this lightly, and looked back at Chang Chao's workstation through the glass.

Chen Fan didn't dare to answer, just lowered his head and stood honestly by the door.

"He has a bit of company secrets on him, after all, he has been in charge for so long, and he has disappeared without explaining anything, I don't feel at ease." The director closed the computer and didn't seem to find what he was looking for, he turned around, approached Chen Fan and said, "Did he give you anything during this time?" ”

Chen Fan was covered in cold sweat, he subconsciously wanted to say yes, and the word was about to blurt out when he pressed it in his throat.

"Recently...... Only work. ”

It feels like a very clumsy panic, but besides work, do you talk about other things?

Seeing that the director picked up Chen Fan's mobile phone, opened WeChat, and easily found the chat history between him and Chang Chao, Chen Fan felt that his whole body was trembling.

After a few moments, the director put down his phone.

"Go back to work, don't talk about today's events."

"Yes."

Chen Fan lowered his head and walked out, but before he could open the door, the director said again: "If you finish your work this week and leave, the company will give you 200,000 yuan in compensation, and the personnel will look for you when you turn around." ”

With that, he waved his hand and sat back at his desk.

Chen Fan opened the office door tremblingly and returned to his workstation.

He deleted all the records on his computer and mobile phone yesterday, and he put the files on his hard drive and stuffed them into a pit downstairs in the rental room.

I don't know if the director will check their chat records in the background, if he has permission, maybe Chen Fan has nothing to hide.

But if you let him go like this, it means that he is still safe in a short time.

But he was still not sure what they wanted, the individual photo of the ruins, or the whole ghost drawing? Yes or both?

He didn't even bother with the question of his expulsion anymore.

In the evening, inside the rental house.

"Open." Chen Fan whispered, and the charm in his hand turned into a goose-yellow light that opened a black hole in front of him.

He stuck his head in and looked left and right, but there was nothing but the faint sound of the wind.

Plugging the hard drive back in, he opened the second diagram and began to practice the spells according to the notes.

"Help" is "help" in the codebook, a mandatory instruction.

It is not easy to draw the right spell, and copying the picture is only a good thing, and the strength is insufficient. Especially when closing the black hole, Chen Fan practiced for two hours before writing a spell with his eyes closed.

The influx and release of power is a complete reincarnation, and this reincarnation will not take effect until the spell is completed.

Chen Fan felt like a transit station, every time his brain and arms were baptized, there was a momentary sense of stimulation, but he soon returned to the moment of the sage, and even became extremely tired after writing spells many times.

Bang, with a soft sound, Chen Fan's eyes were instantly occupied by warm yellow.

He was startled, and hurriedly pulled the curtains again and again, for fear that the light in the room would leak out.

The room was filled with square charms, each of which was a standard rectangle of two palms the length and width of the hand.

But among these many spells, Chen Fan took a fancy to the one in front of the upper left corner at a glance.

Because that's simplified!

All spells are ghostly drawn, with only one simplified word!

【Dictionary】

Got it.

With this, he can play with this monastic code book.

It seems that the general compilation order is consistent with the habits of ordinary people, and Chen Fan is becoming more and more curious about who wrote this thing, which can make it easy for an ordinary person to use the power of the Tao in the novel.

"Yuan Shi Tianzun?" Chen Fan's mind came to mind the payment in the lower right corner of the first page.

Is it really a god?

The dictionary contains a huge amount of information, all of which is presented in front of Chen Fan in the form of a void projection, just like learning code for the first time.

But at this moment, he heard a human voice coming from the black hole next to him.

This time, it's a little closer.

"Hey! Brother from last time! You hear me? Which demon mansion are you from? Did you also participate in the Heavenly Court School Recruitment? If you reply to us, let's form a team! ”