Now it’s my turn to look weird.

The woman looked at me and hit me haha, a little embarrassed, and her face was red.

Her question was strange, but the chain on her body was normal.The nine chains belonging to ordinary people are clasped some of the chains belonging to the ghost king, but none of them are particularly strong.

“It’s just that... he often comes to our office and doesn’t do it well... he doesn’t do anything...” The woman explained hesitantly, “Looking at something... We have more female employees in our company.”So that...”

“I’m not quite sure about that.Is he in your office now?Can you please take me to him?”I asked, in my mind a doubt.

I don’t see the fading here.Downstairs is strong, but this side is clean.It should be said that the rest of the building is clean.

Liu Yingjie, not ghost?

Are they, like those security guards, who are subject to the living under the devil?

The woman nodded, “Okay.What I said before...”

"Nothing, I won't tell him."I calmly replied.

Women can’t talk, but I don’t care.I certainly will not say this to Liu Yingjie, I may kill Liu Yingjie directly later, and I will not mention this matter at all.

The woman relaxed.

She seemed to be an extroverted rectum, just a few steps away, and she asked about my relationship with Liu Yingjie.

I did not hide, just like in the face of security, gave her a look at the courier envelope, but did not answer her question positively.

The woman seemed puzzled, but looking at me, she did not continue to ask, and turned the topic to love.

My footsteps stopped.

"Our side is an early education point, but our group company still does extracurricular tutoring for primary and secondary school students, and various interest classes..." The woman introduced, took two more steps and looked back at me blankly.

I stared at the office area.

The office area is still shadowy, and the sound of machines such as printers and fax machines is intermittent.

In my eyes, only women have chains in the whole area.

Because of something?Too far away?

Not right...

I stepped up, rushed to the nearest office door, and pushed open the glass door.

“What do you do?”Mr. Liu is inside...” The woman ran after me and her voice stopped.

The office was empty, not one.On several rows of desks, the computer display is on.The printer in the corner was also ringing, and there was paper spit out.

She hugged my hand and held my body tight.

I took her inside and looked through the computer screens.All that is on it is open office software, documents, forms...

The paper that is constantly spit out in the printer is also printed with the contents of the document, which is a contract.I glanced at it, and estimated that it was a contract between the training center and the hired teacher.

"How can this be," the woman leaned over the door, "just now, obviously someone!"Little granddaughter they . . . you . . . she looked at me with her eyes wide.

Still not waiting for her to go on, a strange noise came out of the printer.

I felt the squirling and could not help looking down at the floor.

The smoke spread from above.

What a choke...

The printer rang for a moment, paused for a second, and spits out the paper again.It is a black paper with ink marks, one after the other, printed out rapidly.Because of the inertia, the paper did not fall on the shelf, but flew to the floor.

The computer screen flashed, and after a short flower screen, new content appeared.The same black, with strips of markings, seemed as if the display were broken.

The overhead headlights suddenly went out, and only the light of the monitor illuminated the room.

The woman let out a scream and took a step back, hit the wall, staggered out.

He pulled me out and cried, “Big brother...”

"It's okay, it's just a ghost."

"What's the matter?"What happened?”With a loud clamor, a man came out of the other end of the hallway.He saw the woman first, and his eyes lit up, “Oh, sweetie!Not yet gone?I’ll drive you...”

The man said this, and the light of the light looked at the office and turned its eyes to me.

He stopped, looked at me, and then at the woman who had almost fallen to the ground, and the fox asked, “Who are you?”What did you do... did your boy do?“What about the others?”

The person's reaction is a little dull, and it may be that like the woman, speaking without the brain, what he sees and thinks, he speaks directly.

He looked at the office in doubt, looked at me again, and looked back at the woman, some stupid, overwhelmed.

I took the love and went out, “Are you Liu Yingjie?”

“Huh?”Oh, it's me.You are...” the man asked.

It's funny.

In this place, the only normal office early education center is haunted, only a normal person.The sender on the courier, Liu Yingjie, is also a normal person.

I took out the courier and showed it in front of Liu Yingjie.

“Not you?”I asked.

Liu Yingjie watched for half a day, then suddenly realized, and became confused, "No, I have not sent this thing."I don’t know you, how can I send you something?Who can do this?”

The woman's whimpler sounded, "It's a ghost...it must be a ghost... a ghost... I want to go home!"

She stood up with the wall, and the paper bags that fell on the ground were gone, and she ran.She mentioned the paper bag, stepped on the paper bag, slipped her foot, and almost fell.

Liu Yingjie reached out and grabbed the woman's open arm.

I looked down at the paper bag.

The squirrel came out of it.

A dry hand stretched out from it and grabbed the woman’s ankle.

The woman screamed, boddling in the same place, kicking the paper bag and flying it.

The paper bag hit the wall and stopped, and the hand was still crawling out of the mouth.The fingernails pulled the ground and made a harsh sound.Hands come out a little bit, fingers, palms, wrists, arms...

The woman screamed, did not dare to go forward, but moved constantly backwards.

Liu Yingjie is also scared of a spirit, and his body is tense.

“What...what’s going on?What’s in your bag?That's all!"Liu Yingjie asked loudly, a throw, looking at me.

I shivered with my hand, buried my head in love around my waist, and looked through the man and woman and fell on the sign of the Early Learning Center.

The raised art word softened and became muddy, slowly sliding down the wall, leaving traces of filth.

After the lighting of the whole floor flashed twice, some went out, some continued to flash, and the lights that were often on became extremely bleak.

The sound of the printer and the fax machine continued, pressing over the sound of the hand clutching the ground.

I looked at the fax machine at the door of the office.The paper spit out inside, as before, was mottled black.

A piece of paper flew out, circled a curve in the air, avoided me, and landed at the feet of a man and a woman.

In the black ink, one eye opened and stared at the two men.

The hand finally climbed out of the paper bag, dragged half the body, and rushed to the paper on the ground, joined it, and climbed up from the ground to become a woman without a lower body.