By the time I got back upstairs, it was almost 7:30 p.m. In winter, the sky is dark early, and the outdoors at this time is already dark, and the street lamps are like a bunch of fireworks that will not be extinguished, illuminating the lonely road. The huge shadow of the building was like a silent beast in the night, especially the one in front of him, the one where a tragic murder had occurred not long ago. In the past, there were still a few companies that worked overtime with the lights on at this time, but recently they all left early, for fear that some unpredictable things would come out in the dark to make trouble.

Manager Wang is the unlucky ghost today, he took the elevator all the way to the 15th floor where the company is located.

"Ding-" The elevator prompt sounded, and the door slowly opened. The inky darkness invaded in an instant, as if it was about to engulf the only light in the elevator room.

Manager Wang couldn't help but shudder, and scolded a few dirty words in a whisper, emboldening himself. Walk around a corner, next to the blood-soaked office. After three price increases, the cleaners were willing to clean the floor, and they cleaned the floor over and over again, but the blood had seeped into the cracks of the floor tiles, and unless the tiles were removed and replaced, the traces of blood would always be there. He didn't feel anything during the day, but at this time, he seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood coming from the ground.

Walk through the hallway of the office and you'll be there in no time to reach his destination. However, he suddenly stopped—a halo of light burst out of the darkness ahead.

His heart rose to his throat for a moment, and he subconsciously turned around and ran away. But the low and cold voice sounded in his ears again, if he did not give him what the man asked for within an hour, he was afraid that he would be ruined, and maybe he might lose everything he had now. He would never allow that to happen.

"Did I forget to turn off the lights in Colliers' office during the day? The security of our building has always been very good, you have to swipe the access card when you enter and exit, and the monitoring is everywhere, how can anyone dare to steal here, and is it too early to steal at this time? He thought to himself, comforting himself.

Manager Wang tiptoed closer, squatted in the corner of the wall and listened carefully for a while, and then looked in through the glass wall, and it was really empty. He breathed a sigh of relief, and sure enough, he had thought too much, so he took out the key and opened the door and walked in.

He walked around his desk and tried to walk over to his computer to check the files. But as soon as he walked to the table, a man curled up behind a chair appeared in front of him. Before he could utter a cry of surprise, the man pounced on him like an arrow from a string.

Manager Wang was shocked, staggering to avoid the man, but uncontrollable fear and panic disrupted his steps. The right leg stumbled on the left leg, the left leg stumbled on the stool leg, and the strange man had already pounced on him, and the body fell backwards involuntarily. I only heard a "bang", and Manager Wang's bulky body had fallen straight to the ground, motionless, and seemed to have passed out.

Seeing this, the man quickly got up from him. He also seemed to be extremely nervous, and circled around Manager Wang in a panic a few times, sweating profusely in a hurry. Finally, he forced himself to compose, and with a trembling hand, he took out his phone, found a phone number from it, and dialed it. He flipped the switch on the wall, and the room fell back into endless darkness, with only the blue glow of his phone's fireflies reflecting his eerie, pale face.

"Hey...... Sister Song ...... "The sound of him swallowing saliva could be heard quietly in the room: "I'm sorry, I seem to have been discovered...... How...... What to do? ”

The woman on the other end of the phone was obviously calmer than him, but after being silent for dozens of seconds, she said, "Don't worry, tell me what happened first?" ”

So, the man told her about Manager Wang's sudden return just now, and now he fainted because of a fall.

The woman's voice was calm and powerful, with a sense of reassurance that could turn the tide: "In this way, you control him first, wait for him to wake up, if you are willing to be private, then it is best, we don't want to make a big deal out of it." If he doesn't want to, then you take him to surrender voluntarily. It's just a burglary, not to mention, you haven't actually stolen any property, and there are circumstances to surrender, so there will be no heavy punishment. ”

"But if they ask me why I'm here......"

"Have you forgotten our emergency plan?"

The man suddenly replied "yes" in a loud voice as if he had been empowered. "I was too anxious just now, my mind was blank, Sister Song, you are still wise."

"Have you copied everything on your computer?"

"You can rest assured of this. It's just that...... I really didn't expect anyone to suddenly turn back, and I waited for more than half an hour to come even though everyone was off work......"

"Well, I'm not going to blame you for this accident." Hearing this, the man finally relaxed, as if it was smooth from head to toe.

"Thank you Sister Song, thank you Sister Song, I ......"

"Don't take it lightly," the woman interrupted, "the test has just begun." Some people in the bureau are too curious, and the case has already been closed, and there are still people who want to investigate. If that person doesn't want to be private, you might as well go in. Didn't they always want to know the motive for the killing? Then you can tell them your motives so that they don't get suspicious anymore! ”

The man's face changed slightly, and the woman on the other end of the phone seemed to be able to read people's hearts in the air: "Suffer a little for the organization, the organization will trust you and value you, don't you want to?" ”

"How so!" The man said with sincere fear, and said a lot of beautiful words of great loyalty, until the woman impatiently said the closing remarks, and asked him to be a snack, and then hung up the phone.

The man let out a long sigh of relief, and the thought of a person lying on the ground instantly became tense again. He fumbled around the wall for a while, found the switch, and with a "snap", the white light instantly filled the entire room, stabbing him to close his eyes, and slowly open them after a while.

The man lying on his back was still lying quietly at the moment, with his head as the center, and the viscous blood spread out in a circle, almost licking the tips of the well-made shoes by the wall. White tiles, white walls, and white lights shine on this shocking red.

The man subconsciously wanted to retreat, but behind him was the wall, and there was no way to retreat. He endured great fear to keep from screaming.

"Smack." Once again, the room was shrouded in deep darkness, and it turned out that the night was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

A man's heavy wheezing, like a dilapidated bellows, echoed through the empty office building. This terrifying sound scared him half to death. He covered his mouth, his stomach churned, and stumbled to the window, wanting to get a breath of fresh air.

The high-rise is ethereal, and the cold wind is awakening.

It is strange that human beings, who are greedy for life and afraid of death, sometimes stand on the top of a towering building and face the unfathomable ocean, and have an urge to jump. Death and destruction have the same deadly attraction as poppies.

"No, I don't want to die." The instinct to survive often wins. He turned on the light again, this time he didn't blink, the people on the ground were still there, the blood on the ground was still there, but his panic was gone.

The man carefully bypassed the bloodstains, and first stretched out two fingers and touched the man's already cold neck, which had no pulse. Immediately after that, he groped around his body again, and sure enough, he found his mobile phone in the pocket of his clothes.

He moved his legs, which were already numb, and went over the next plan in his head. Although it was only a temporary, imperfect plan, he had no choice. Maybe the police will suspect the cause of his death and will find him soon, but the only thing he knows now is that he can't sit still, he has to do something, even if it's just a dying throe.