He Qing's eyes widened and she took two steps back.

It was already dark, but there were bright street lights near the residential buildings.

The man walked step by step, his body swaying. There was no shadow of him on the earth. It was just that as he walked, red droplets of water dripped from the tool, smashing a little bit of redness on the concrete floor.

He Qing gasped, turned around and ran to the elevator.

She pressed the elevator button several times, but saw that the number on the display above the button was starting to drop from "18" and had not reached the first floor for a long time.

Bite...... Bite......

Something seems to be colliding with the security door.

He Qing's body trembled, and she jumped to her feet in a hurry.

Boom.

A loud bang fell behind He Qing, and He Qing could feel the wind brought by the thing falling to the ground.

The wind seemed to hit the back of He Qing's neck and burrowed into her collar.

She screamed in fright, a shiver of electricity rushing through her body, and her mind went blank.

Instinctively, she ran away on her legs, rushed into the stairwell next to her, grabbed the handrail of the staircase, and straddled two or three steps like she had done when she was studying.

Gold chains and pendants fall to the ground and roll on the steps.

When He Qing heard this voice, she felt even more frightened.

Taking another step, the heel of the high-heeled shoe stepped on an empty cigarette case on the steps, He Qing's feet slipped, his hands failed to grasp the handrail, his back hit the railing, and his body fell straight down.

Her vision swirled, and then, she heard the crunch of her neck, and the next second, she felt something warm and hard pierce her skin.

He Qing's body twisted and fell on the steps. Blood poured from under his neck, enveloping the bird's pendant that had pierced into his skin. Blood flowed down the steps again.

The golden bracelet was reflected in He Qing's eyes.

In that reflection, there was a small figure.

As He Qing's pupils dilated, the figure disappeared.

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Zero Hour News: [#女子失足摔倒致死#事发前行为异常] Yesterday, Ms. Liu, who lives in Nanyang New Town, called the police to ask for an investigation into the cause of death of her friend Ms. He. The police called up the property surveillance and found that Ms. Ho had fallen down the stairs, resulting in a broken neck bone and died on the spot. Prior to Ms. Ho's accident, she had a series of unexplained disorders. According to Ms. Liu, after Ms. He rang the doorbell, she yelled for her to open the door, and her voice was panicked. The case is still under investigation and is subject to follow-up information.

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Li Yun's glasses arrived today.

He reported the power of his eyes to Xue Xiaolian before, and the brand of the glasses and the style of the frame were all chosen by Xue Xiaolian, and he didn't ask him what he meant. In fact, Xue Xiaolian didn't choose either, she just bought the search result that ranked first.

The glasses in his hand have a cheap texture of gold wire, and after Li Yun wears them, people look even more gentle. It's just that he's still wearing that iron-gray pajamas, walking around the office, and this Sven has become a kind of weirdness.

Fortunately, the four people in the office, including Li Yun himself, didn't care about this.

Li Yun was very happy that he could see the world clearly.

It was lunch time, so Li Yun took a serious look at the office where he was going to live, and ate takeout absent-mindedly.

He twisted his head, and was about to observe the kitchen, when he saw the vegetable and fruit meal replacement that Yi Xin was making. Originally, he couldn't tell what was green, but now he could see it clearly: green lettuce, cucumber, bitter gourd, looking at all the water. In addition to green, Yixin also threw orange carrots, yellow bell peppers, red tomatoes and purple eggplants into the juicer.

Bitter gourd can still be understood, bell pepper and eggplant are really incredible.

And that's not all.

Yi Xin sprinkled a handful of black beans, a handful of red beans, a handful of walnuts, and a handful of sesame seeds into the juicer, and scooped a few spoonfuls of protein powder into it, filling the juicer to the brim.

As soon as the juicer turned on, everything rumbled and turned into a strangely colored, viscous liquid.

Yi Xin's face did not change color, and he didn't use a cup, he took a sip of it, and after a few grunts, he drank up the big cup of things, and the action was bold.

There was no change in expression on Li Yun's face, but he looked at the oily and slippery dishes in his disposable lunch box, and he had lost his appetite.

Another discovery he made was that Xue Xiaolian's white hair and eyebrows were not completely white. The sun shone on Xue Xiaolian, and a faint bit of green could be seen in her long hair.

This would not surprise Li Yun.

It's just that after putting on his glasses and seeing everything clearly, Li Yun didn't dare to look at Xue Xiaolian casually.

He politely didn't look at Xue Xiaolian in a bikini. No matter what Xue Xiaolian was, she didn't care, Li Yun herself maintained the same habit as always.

After eating, it was still Li Yun and Uncle Li who did the hygiene.

With glasses, Li Yun couldn't stand the hygienic corners in the office.

When he washes the juicer, he can't wait to use a small brush to brush off a layer of the juicer's container.

Even with a rudimentary rag, he picks at the cracks of his desk very carefully.

He even had the urge to ask Xue Xiaolian to help buy a bottle of disinfectant.

Uncle Li has no enthusiasm in this regard.

“…… There don't seem to be many comments on yesterday's story, but when I look at those comments, those people seem to be more enthusiastic than yesterday, and they are willing to talk about their experiences. That should be a good sign, right? Uncle Li speculated based on his own experience.

When he was younger, he didn't have the Internet, but everyone was very enthusiastic about participating in the big discussions in the newspaper, and he wrote letters to the letter. For example, schools, factories, and family communities will also open some columns to receive contributions, and some even allow people to post articles freely.

Uncle Li doesn't have the concept of "heat" in his mind, but he has his own opinions on the degree of discussion.

Li Yun listened to Uncle Li talk about business, his hands naturally hung down at his side, but the hand holding the rag still swayed mechanically and slightly, wiping the gap in the desk.

"That's not bad. We write this kind of story today? Li Yun consulted Uncle Li's opinion.

"Well, it has to be close to life, it has to be something that everyone can come across. It would be even better if it could be combined with social hotspots. Uncle Li said.

If you want to know what is hot in society, you have to watch the latest news.

Li Yun, a young man who usually plays Weibo, certainly knows more than Uncle Li. If you want to attract attention, how can you come without discipline, then the heat will rise.

In fact, there was originally this opportunity for strange stories.

The successive deaths of their eight Li Yun have been on the hot search.

It's just that Li Yun shy away from this kind of heat.

In his opinion, the account of Strange Stories can post something every day tepidly, and his work can be regarded as excellent.

Uncle Li is much more invested than him. He was still worried that Li Yun's job would not be guaranteed, and he would be swept away.

Li Yun put down the rag regretfully, and searched for the latest news with Uncle Li.

"This." Uncle Li pointed to a report in the hot search, "Can this make up a story?" Heck, I was a kid who happened to me! The man thought he had found a treasure, and it was a big bag. Who knew if they had picked up a dead man! ”