Qingye Supernatural Office

"Ari is right, at least you have to be a mature face in the community, and then contact a few of their clients to prove that we have made great efforts to find them." I agreed with the thin man this time.

The thin man's expression became more painful than before, obviously because he thought of how cheating that "mature face" was.

This is just like the tricks in TV dramas. You have no chance to become popular, and you don’t have parents behind you who are throwing money all over the sky, so you can only work hard to get familiar, and at least let people praise you as a model worker, dedicated.

"Brother Qi, can you give me the whole name first?" The thin man looked at me pitifully.

I shook my head, "According to what I heard this morning, there should be three of them, two men and one woman, all young. One of them is named Liu and the other Ye."

"What's the use of this!" the thin man wailed to the sky.

I ignored him, and continued to watch the "New Year's Day ghost". When I got off work, I listened to all the audio files. On the computer, the surveillance video of Aoba was cut, and it was frozen at the last second.

The monitoring was a bit blurry, but Yu Meng and Wang Fangjie were holding hands, like a normal loving couple.

Who would have guessed that that man had been possessed by a malicious ghost?

Yu Meng died, Wang Fangjie disappeared, Xiao Zheng and Guitai also disappeared.Qingye's people couldn't find the two ghosts and the missing person until the end.Are they living somewhere in this world?Maybe I just passed them by...

"Lin Qi, are you okay?" Guo Yujie waved her hand in front of my eyes.

"Oh, it's okay." I looked up and saw that the thin man and the fat man were still there, so I called out, "Two more people."

This time I understood why Aoba had to record so many audio files, because one of their members could hear the ghost's voice in the audio files.And their "boss" was able to blow up ghosts with one fist, which really surprised me.

"What?" None of the three understood.

"I said, there are a total of five people in Aoba's office."

"Oh, do you have a name?" The thin man's eyes lit up.

"No." I hesitated for a moment, "Someone may be able to look for it." I flipped through a few pages of the file, "Zhang Dong, the former room manager of Junli Hotel. He has contacted Qingye Supernatural Office."

With a first name, a last name, and a unit, it is easy to find.

Guo Yujie turned her head and asked the two people: "Have you searched online? This firm can have business, either through introductions or advertisements. Their business cannot be formal advertisements, it can only be small online advertisements." ?”

The fat man sighed, "I checked it a long time ago, but there is nothing there!"

"But this Yu Meng contacted them through the Internet." I recalled an audio file I heard.

"Maybe it was deleted." The fat man guessed.

The thin man had already called the police station and kept talking nicely there.

This matter is indeed troublesome to the police station. They asked them to check many people, and they may have to check more people in the future.Fortunately, we are the demolition office, and we have communicated with the neighborhood committee and the police station in advance, and they all understand and cooperate with our work.

After talking for a while, the thin man suddenly had a happy face, and took a note to write down something, "Thank you! Hey, I invite you to dinner when you are free! Okay, thank you!" The phone hung up, and the thin man waved his hands at us. "There is finally a living one!"

Guo Yujie rolled her eyes, went to the toilet, saw us listless when she came back, and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

I snarled at the thin man, "That Zhang Dong left Qingye's contact information, it's a mobile phone number, but..."

"It's shut down." The thin man lay on the table.

"Can't find someone with a mobile phone number?" Guo Yujie was puzzled.

"No real name registration!" The thin man tugged at his hair.

Guo Yujie was speechless, "What about the name? Don't even know a name?"

"I don't know, I only know that the surname is Liu." The fat man replied, not as hopeless as the skinny man, but he also looked dejected.

"Then go ahead." Guo Yujie casually comforted her and began to pack her things, "I'm off work!"

"Aren't you going to the Sixth Worker and Peasant Village?" the thin man asked.

"It's all off work." Guo Yujie was puzzled.

"That's right, they're all off work, and the person we're looking for is also off work." The thin man said it as a matter of course, and at the end, he was lifeless.

"Don't you know? Lynch and I are in charge of two old men who don't go to work." Guo Yujie smiled slyly, "And these two have gone to visit relatives, and they haven't been in the city recently."

"If you're not here, you won't work? Don't you have any other goals?" The thin man was filled with righteous indignation.

"Not yet." Guo Yujie picked up her bag, waved at him chicly, and clenched her fists again, "Bye bye! Come on!"

"Your sister!" The thin man cursed.

"I'll go to the Sixth Worker and Peasant Village with you." I said to the thin man, "I'll get you the files."

The thin man looked surprised, "Brother Qi! You are my real brother!"

The three of us then went to the Sixth Village of Gongnong together.

The thin man said while driving, "I think that place is really evil. Look at this address: 660th Floor, Building [-], Gongnong [-]th Village, Lane [-], [-] Guoqiang Road. A series of six!"

"Isn't that very 6?" The fat man interjected.

"Six farts!" The skinny man felt a little irritable after this day.

I also heard what the thin man said, and I realized that the address of the Aoba Supernatural Office is indeed a coincidence.

"I think they chose this place on purpose to open a supernatural office." The thin man continued, "Otherwise, it would be such a coincidence that all four families on that floor lent out their houses, and they all lent them back?"

"The Six Villages of Workers and Peasants used to be divided into flats by work units, and the residents were all old colleagues. If you can persuade one, and have someone to help you, you might be able to persuade them." Fatty proposed another possibility.

"You haven't found the owner of the house yet?" I asked.

Whether the owner of the house and the owner of Qingye are the same, we are actually not sure.There is no real estate transaction record, but the transaction may have been completed privately, or the original property owner may have died, and the heir to the estate may have taken the house without going through the transfer procedures.To be honest, looking for people from Qingye Office is worse than looking for the original property owner of the house, that is, the files at the real estate bureau are defaced, and the name cannot be read clearly. To find someone, you can ask that unit and other old residents.

"No. It's also an old file over there, and it's handwritten! I asked someone to look through it all afternoon, and finally found it. The dog's handwriting is so scrawled that I can't understand it at all." The thin man frowned.

I could only pat the skinny man sympathetically, and then asked, "Don't other employees know?"

"We've been on the phone all afternoon, but no one remembers after asking."

There is no vacant parking space in the complex, so the thin man parked the car in the parking lot of a nearby shopping mall. The three of us had a meal first, then walked to the community, entered the No. [-] building, and went up to the fifth floor together. Can't wait to wave goodbye to me.

I was angry and funny, and I had no choice but to climb up to the sixth floor.

I don't know if it's because of what the thin man said, or because I listened to the audio in the afternoon, but I just feel that the temperature on the sixth floor is really much colder than that below.

Maybe it's not popular.I thought to myself, took out the key and opened the door.

There was also a note from the police station on the door, explaining the break-in, and writing the contact number of our demolition office, asking the owner to ask us to get the key when he came back.

When I opened the door, the note was moved and made a rattling sound, which was particularly abrupt on the quiet sixth floor.I couldn't help but look back at the stairs.