Age of the Mist

Chapter 1035 Rich Black, Dead Code Farmer

Shi Tiexin also looked deeply at Li Jiahao's video.

Shi Tiexin was greatly touched by Li Jiahao.Li Jiahao's fatherly love for his children is the strongest stimulus to the orphan Shi Tiexin.

At this moment, Shi Tiexin was no longer just doing tasks, but his desire to uphold justice was stronger than ever.

What is justice?
Justice is - let good be rewarded with good, and evil be rewarded with evil.

Evil like Ma Zhaodong should be judged, and kindness like Li Jiahao should be protected. This is the simplest justice.

In the last video, the thin Li Jiahao said to the camera deeply: "Persevere, persevere, for the children, I can do anything."

There is no next video, because Li Jiahao has died on the way of persistence.

Shi Tiexin secretly said to Li Jiahao in the video: "Don't worry buddy, your child will definitely grow up under the sun."

In the deep night, the old couple, Cheng Long, and Shi Tiexin were having dinner and talking, and this dilapidated hut also felt a little warm.

At the same time, in the Brandon insurance company building, Henry, the head of the claims department, was still working overtime.

His main job is to try his best to make the performance report of the claims department look more beautiful.For this reason, he has recently tried every means to get rid of many troublemakers and bumpkins who came to ask for money.In order to get dividends, promotions and salary increases, many of those methods are "swords slanting".

But who cares about the life and death of those lonely old people?Henry is a master at watching people order dishes.

At eleven o'clock at night, Henry walked out of the office pulling his tie.The matter has been dealt with, and he plans to go to the Bliss Gang's territory to relax.

But when he opened the door, he stopped immediately, because the corridor in front of him was full of darkness.

"You're so stingy, you don't even turn on the lights. Hey! Hey—! Security—! Turn on the lights—!"

The voice echoed in the empty corridor, and no one answered, only the echoes could be heard constantly bending, and gradually becoming weird in the leaping.

The more you listen, the more creepy you become.

Henry felt a little fuzzy in his heart, but it was impossible not to leave, so he locked the door and walked forward into the dense darkness in the dark.The claims department is on the second floor. You can leave the company just by turning a corner and going down the stairs. It's okay to walk two steps at night.

However, he soon felt something was wrong.The road became more and more unfamiliar. The office building, which is usually very familiar, felt like lost its way today.

Turning corners, or corners, the dark road seems to stretch endlessly.

An inexplicable cold wind blew on his neck, making his hair stand up.

"Damn it, what the hell. Anyone? Security! Security!"

Henry yelled, but still didn't respond, but his own echoes got weirder and weirder.

Generally speaking, the echo echoed once or twice at most, but Henry heard seven or eight echoes.What's even more frightening is that if you listen carefully to those echoes, the accents are different every time.At first, it was just a simple echo, but later it became more and more strange.

It was as if those were not echoes, but some kind of existence imitating his tone and speaking, and the voice was stained with deep malice and vicious curse.

Henry was frightened, and tried his best: "No, it's all because of my own overthinking. Lamp, lamp, I need to find a lamp—oh, I have it!"

He took out his mobile phone and flicked it twice to turn on the light of the mobile phone.The small light of the mobile phone usually looks fine, but today it is not bright enough, flickering, as if the battery is low.

"Where have I been?" Henry raised his phone and looked forward, trying to identify his location.But the small light is difficult to illuminate the surroundings, as if the surrounding darkness is not just a simple lack of light, but a tumbling black mist or smoke.

Suddenly, the edge of the dim light seemed to illuminate something.

"Who! Who's there!" Henry became nervous and hurriedly took photos.

Nothing was seen.

But an inexplicable sense of tension swept over him, almost overwhelming his heart.

"Who! Who is playing a prank, stop pranking, turn on the light and laugh at me!" Henry flicked the phone in confusion, the dim light circle flicked around, searching around in vain.But the dense darkness is approaching step by step, and there seems to be some huge weirdness lurking in the shadows, sending out a terrifying breath.

Henry's sixth sense rang the alarm bell violently.

Danger!

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

Run away!
"Damn it, damn it, what the hell is it!" Henry turned around and ran away in a panic.The corridor, which was originally very simple, extended strangely at this moment.Henry staggered and couldn't figure out whether he was walking in a straight line or in a curve.

With a click, the phone was thrown out by him and fell to where it fell, and the thick darkness swarmed up, completely submerging Henry.

"Ah, go away, go away!"

Henry was almost going crazy, crawling forward with hands and feet.

Suddenly, Henry saw a little light in the darkness.

He raised his head and finally found a familiar place.

It's the office!

It was his claims department office, and the lights were still on in the office!The light spilled out through the windows, interpenetrated with the dense darkness, forming a complex chaos.

The light of hope suddenly burst into Henry's eyes, no matter what, he just wanted to get out of this damn darkness now.

As if a new strength surged in his body, Henry stood up vigorously, flew to the office door, and stretched out his hand to twist the doorknob.

One twist and it opens.

The moment he pushed the door open, Henry felt something was wrong in a trance.

Didn't I just...have locked the door of the office?Why do you open it as soon as you twist it?

But the darkness behind him roared in, leaving him no time to think, he could only hide in the door as if fleeing for his life, shut the darkness out of the door with a bang, and locked it firmly.

"Huh...huh..." Henry was sweating profusely and out of breath, feeling both terrified and grateful for his narrow escape.

"It's safe, it's safe, Ann—" Henry's eyes widened suddenly, because he found that the place he was in was not the familiar office, but a small house of about twenty square meters.

Simple, dilapidated, with a bed, a clothes hanger, and a computer. In front of the computer, there was a thin figure typing on the keyboard.

There was no light turned on in this hut at all, only the dim light on the computer screen made everything pale and dark, lines of codes were beeping and beeping on the screen, Henry didn't quite understand them, but he also understood why those lines of codes were Can't beat it.

why?
Because the finger of the person typing the code has been completely twisted.How can you type out the correct code if you can't press your finger on the correct key?
Taking a closer look with some dim light, it's not just the fingers that are distorted in that figure?There were bends, breaks, and damage all over the body.

This is not a living person at all!
The person who typed the code is clearly a corpse!
The corpse suddenly stopped, turned its head slowly, and looked at Henry, showing an indescribable face.

Extreme panic instantly filled Henry's heart.

"Ah ah ah ah ah----!!!"

scream.

Stopped abruptly.

　Alas, I shouldn't be writing horror scenes at night, and I am very good at writing myself.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)