Qingye Supernatural Office

The shadows I can see are getting clearer and clearer.

Several people were lying on the window, with distorted faces, slapping and pulling the window glass fiercely, with their mouths open, probably shouting.Behind them, someone swayed frantically, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

The skin of those people was abnormally red, and gradually turned black, and fell like a shed skin, leaving behind a gray bone frame. In the end, the bone frame turned into powder, rustled down, and disappeared in the by the window.

I didn't see the fire, but I saw a more terrifying death process.

"Hey, young man, what are you looking at?" The doorman walked out of the door room and shouted to me from a distance.

I came back to my senses, "It's nothing." I glanced casually, and saw rows of people standing behind the window, looking down at me.I can be sure that they are looking at me. Although I don't feel the piercing cold gaze like Mrs. Wang, I can see their slightly shifted heads to varying degrees.

If possible, I would like to go into that classroom to have a look, but the doorman urged me again, so I could only say haha, and left Eighteenth Middle School.

At night, I had a dream.

Those fireballs reappeared, no longer lined up like the students in a classroom, but surrounding me.I was so hot that I had to bear it.

"What are you trying to do? How can I help you?" I asked.

To be honest, I'm afraid that they will say that they want Qin Yijuan to die.I'm not in a good mood for these brats.Fortunately, I have done mass work for several years, and I have a lot of patience, so I won't turn my face and reprimand them directly.

I planned how to guide the topic so that they would give up blaming Qin Yijuan and find the real murderer.

The flames roared, burning the air.

The sweltering feeling upset me.

"Can you talk? Can you communicate with me? Give me some hints? I will help you. It has been more than 20 years, and you should rest in peace. It is not good for you or others to stay in this world. "I persuaded patiently.

It didn't help.

The fireball surrounded me and burned all night. There was no anger and resentment like last time. I couldn't clearly perceive their emotions. In other words, each of the 34 of them had different emotions.That's the way it is. How can 34 people be the same?People are different, and ghosts are also different.

Things are so tricky, it makes me depressed.

Going to work on Monday, I got even more depressing news.

Tao Hai's son had gone abroad, and Peng Dongyuan didn't want to take care of Tao Hai's affairs. Tao Hai's death did not make the demolition of that house easier.

Guo Yujie and I faced each other and sighed together.

"How is your side?" I asked Chen Xiaoqiu.

Chen Xiaoqiu beckoned me over to look at the screen. There was a form on the top that listed the possible leaders of the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau. Several of them wrote notes at the back, saying that they had already been contacted.

"Some people ignore us, and some people pretend to be stupid." The thin man said angrily.

"Pretending to be stupid?" The answer was beyond my expectation.

"That's not right! As soon as we talked about Qingye, their expressions were not quite right, and they even said that they didn't know each other." The thin man gritted his teeth.

After Guo Yujie and I, the fat man also sighed, "The old leader may not be able to do his best this time."

"Have you looked for the old leader?" Recently, because of my sister's affairs, I have really neglected the work situation. The thin guy and the others have looked for the old leader, and I, the team leader, have no idea.

"Yeah. The old leader made a few phone calls and asked someone to ask, but he still said he didn't know Qingye." The fat man spread his hands.

The old leader's face doesn't help, what is the origin of this green leaf?

Chen Xiaoqiu looked at me thoughtfully, and said, "Maybe it's not that Qingye has any background, but that these people are afraid of getting involved with Qingye."

I was stunned, "You mean..."

"A supernatural office, the members have real skills, normal people will avoid it?"

I thought of Qingye's no taboo method, although Ye Qing was only verbally threatening, but if he was really in a hurry, he definitely wouldn't mind taking action.I feel complicated.Could it be that Ye Qing also put a Gu on these people from the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau, or gave them the Three Corpse Brain Pill?No, no.The Three Corpse Brain Pill is the content of Jin Yong's martial arts novels. If Aoba wants to do it, it should be to make a curse doll and let the little devil haunt him.

My mind wanders.

"Brother Qi, what are you thinking?" The thin man called me.

I shook my head, "It's nothing. You just need to do your job well. When the time comes, find a media outlet to publish a report and look for Qingye's people."

In this way, the demolition office will complete the work with all its heart and responsibility.

The three of the skinny guys were somewhat reconciled.It's like playing a stand-alone game. After spending hours thinking that the plot is halfway through, who knows that when a task is suddenly stuck and life is difficult, who can simply give up?

Chen Xiaoqiu is the calmest on the surface, but I think she is the most stubborn one, and she will definitely continue to investigate in private.

Two days later, my sister told me something.

Qin Yijuan retired early.The reason, of course, is Ji Ying's business.

My younger sister also has resentment towards Qin Yijuan. Like everyone else, she feels that Qin Yijuan has stimulated Ji Ying, otherwise Ji Ying shouldn't have committed suicide so impulsively.

Even if it was Qin Yijuan who provoked Ji Ying and Ji Ying committed suicide, I don't think Qin Yijuan should be blamed for it.It's just that you can't say this to your sister.I'm afraid that after my sister accepts my point of view, she will tell her classmates at school, which will attract the wrath of those ghosts.

Thinking of those 34 ghosts, I couldn't help rubbing my forehead.

"By the way, that person is here." My sister said suddenly, holding the vegetables.

I raised my eyes suddenly, "Jiang Yongning?"

"Who?" My sister was stunned.

"That Qin Yijuan's student, as you said, came to the school to look for Qin Yijuan." I remembered that my sister didn't know Jiang Yongning's name.

"Well, it's him."

"What did he go to school for? Making trouble again?" My mother asked worriedly.

"I don't know. I heard Teacher Liu say that he came to see Teacher Qin again. Teacher Qin has retired. He couldn't find anyone. He asked for the address and the school refused to give it, so he started arguing." The younger sister replied.

"Isn't that just making trouble?" My mother was even more worried.

"It's the same for this teacher, two major incidents have happened." My dad complained and was a little suspicious, "Such a person can also be a teaching director?"

The younger sister hummed twice, expressing her support for her father.

I was as worried as my mother, but I was worried about another thing: Jiang Yongning went to school, is this going to change again?

That night, I fell asleep restlessly without dreaming, but I was disturbed by the phone in the middle of the night.It was Chen Xiaoqiu who called.

There was a trace of trill in Chen Xiaoqiu's voice, which is really rare, "Lin Qi, Eighteenth Middle School..."

"What's the matter? Another accident happened at Eighteenth High School?" I immediately woke up.

"Well, the teaching building of No. [-] Middle School was burned down."

"What?" I couldn't respond.

"The entire teaching building was burned down!" Chen Xiaoqiu's trembling voice disappeared, and his tone was heavy, and those words weighed on my heart.