The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 1186 How many people died
When Xia Xin saw Jiang Li coming out, he immediately relaxed a lot, "Old Ancestor, did you find any clues?"

Jiang Li shook his head slightly, "No."

Xia Xin was a little surprised, "Why not?"

Jiang Li didn't say anything, his eyes slid past Xia Xin and landed on Fu Shiyan, "Boss Fu, do you have any insights?"

Hearing this, Fu Shiyan spread his hands slightly, with a bit of regret in his tone, "No, I'm just an ordinary person, and I can't do anything about this kind of thing."

is it?

Jiang Li looked at Fu Shiyan. For some reason, the person in front of him seemed to overlap with the blurred shadow in her dream.

Sometimes, she really can't tell the difference between Fu Shiyan in front of her eyes and the person in her dream.

He pondered his centrifuge and said, "Let's go."

Xia Xin immediately asked, "Old Ancestor, where are we going?"

"Go back to the company." Jiang Li left without looking back.

Xia Xin: "...now you are back at the company, don't you want to continue the investigation?"

Jiang Li said in a low voice, "It is estimated that there is nothing to be found now. There is no gloomy atmosphere in the whole company. Since they all said that they will hear women crying in the middle of the night, then wait until midnight."

She wanted to see what it was.

Xia Xin suddenly said oh, yes.

Zhao Wenhua said that many people only heard crying at night, which means that midnight is the dangerous time.

After Xia Xin realized it, he and Fu Shiyan went to the company together.

Just as he was walking to the door of the company, Jiang Li suddenly stopped in his footsteps.

Xia Xin almost hit him directly, but fortunately, he braked in time.

Looking at Jiang Li's back, he asked suspiciously, "Old Ancestor, why didn't you leave?"

Jiang Li suddenly asked: "Tell me, is Zhao Wenhua still alive?"

Xia Xin: "Huh?"

Fu Shiyan looked at Jiangli, "Do you suspect that Zhao Wenhua is dead?"

Jiang Li said in a low voice, "She remembers herself as falling into a coma when she fell in the elevator with a bang, and was helped out by the security guards, do you think so?"

Xia News said, tentatively: "The old ancestor meant that Zhao Wenhua might have died at that time?"

Jiang Li said: "She is a paper doll now."

Xia Xin's eyes lit up, "So, she might really be dead, just like the old ancestor once gave..." He almost said Fu Er's name.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Fu Shiyan next to him, and he swallowed his voice suddenly.

Then, he turned a corner abruptly and continued.

"So, is it the people from the Taoist Association who did a trick to turn the dead into paper figurines?"

Jiang Li said: "It's not impossible."

Xia Xin was a little frightened, "No, isn't it? If the people here are all made into paper dolls after they die, then there are too many dead people..."

How many people died in the whole building?

Too scary, right?
Jiang Li said: "Others don't know, but Zhao Wenhua is not a living person now, she looks like a living person, with expressions and emotions, but... I was so close to her just now, I didn't hear her breathing and heartbeat, This is the loophole of paper figurines and blindfolds, and it seems that those who arrange such blindfolds in the Taoist Association are still not sophisticated."

Xia Xin didn't expect Jiang Li to notice so much when chatting with Zhao Wenhua.

Zhao Wenhua is not alive...

But in her memory, she is alive.

It's someone from the Xuanmen Association who specially arranged for her here.

What about the others?
Is it an ordinary paper man, or is the soul living in the paper man after death?
Amoi would rather be the former possibility.

If it is the latter...

Too many people died in this building too.

so horrible.

Xia Xin's body couldn't help trembling, not daring to continue thinking deeply.

Several people returned to the company.

(End of this chapter)