Huo Shao's little goblin has a soft waist and a sweet heart, and is spoiled

The three of them stared at each other for several ten minutes.

Finally, she waited until Guo Xia's mood stabilized.

"Sorry, Mr. Jiang, Miss Jiang, I'll pour you a glass of water first." Guo Xia wiped away the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand, her expression still a little panicked.

Jiang Niannian stopped in a gentle voice: "Don't bother, we'll ask you to find out about the situation."

Jiang Fengming nodded for reconsideration.

"Actually... Actually, I don't know much about the specific situation, but..." Guo Xia twisted her hands together, her pupils dangling: "I heard people say that before Chen Long died, he received a death message. "

Things came a few days ago.

As the captain of the Jiang Group's security team, Chen Long was the youngest in the security team, so he almost always walked sideways.

"Hey, your name is Wang San, can we call you Saner Ang in the future? Hahahaha..." Chen Long didn't have much education, and he wasn't considered lucky. He could only say that he was enjoying the moment, commonly known as lazy.

He can do ordinary jobs as long as he has money to spend and food to eat.

Security guards are positions that are treated with contempt by others, and are generally jobs that older people mess around with.

Perhaps it is because they usually receive more stares, so there have always been sub-cliques among them.

Those who have a little bit of power will trample the people below under their feet.

Just like Chen Long.

"San'er, you said that you are so old that you wouldn't want to be someone else's San'er."

The security room roared with laughter.

Those who work here have lived most of their lives, how can they bear this kind of anger?

Wang San was teased at first, but he just kept silent, and then, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he slapped the table and stood up angrily.

"They're all working as security guards, no one looks down on anyone."

"Aren't you just going to be the captain of the security team? What's there to brag about?"

This sentence obviously hit Chen Long's sore spot. After all, he is the captain of the security team and an official. How can he allow the following offenses?

"Do you still want to do it?" As the youngest member of the security team, Chen Long was synonymous with arrogance and domineering.

"With a salary of 3500 a month, I still have to listen to you, a paper tiger and a fake tiger. It's really hard to earn money, and shit is hard to eat." Wang San is an honest person, but rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone an honest person.

On the first day of working here, he felt that it was not suitable. If it wasn't because it was hard to find a job, he would not feel wronged to be here.

After coming in for a few days, I found that I couldn't get along with them.

"I'm fucking quitting." Wang San took off his security uniform, threw it on Chen Long's face, and punched it, anyway, it meant smashing the jar.

The security room was in chaos.

In the end, Wang San single-handedly punished these low-minded guys. Although the wages he got in the end were deducted and only 500 yuan was left, he was not so suffocated.

Chen Long's nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the beating, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, scolding anyone who stood in front of his eyes.

It barked like a dog with endocrine disorders.

His situation lasted until the evening, and it happened to be the day when he was on duty, when he suddenly received a text message on his mobile phone.

[Come to the roof. 】

He didn't know who it was, and he thought it was someone playing a prank.

Besides, it was an unfamiliar text message number.

After taking a look, he turned off the phone again, closed his eyes, and continued to sleep in the security booth.

After a while, there seemed to be someone knocking on the door in the company. Chen Long thought it must be because the overtime workers didn't check the time.

Chen Long got up impatiently, dangling the key in his hand, and opened the door.

As soon as he came in, he was inexplicably uneasy. Could it be that he encountered something unclean?
With this thought, my heart beat wildly.

Sleepy bugs and all of a sudden forget about it.

He opens and closes this door every day, and has never opened it once before a gust of cold wind blows in. If it is because of winter, he feels that the wind will not make the hair stand on end.

As soon as the leg took a step, a black shadow flashed past. His neck was cut by a sharp weapon, like a steel wire, a very thin steel wire, so thin that people couldn't see it clearly.

Warm blood trickled down his neck, and every breath was accompanied by pain and suffocation.

"Uh..." He couldn't say anything for a moment, he could only falter and struggle to look into the dark place behind the door.

There is a tall dark shadow!

"you--"

"This is the price of disobedience." The voice is a man, aged 50+, with an accent that doesn't look like a native of R country, not very articulate, a bit like a foreigner.

As for who it was, even if Chen Long saw his face before he died, it wouldn't help.

How cruel is the method of killing.

The murderer first drained the victim's blood and smeared it on the walls and floors.

Logically speaking, it is impossible to leave no fingerprints in this process.

However, the police came to the scene to take fingerprints but found nothing.

Moreover, it was not enough for the murderer to smear the walls with blood, he had to put the corpses in a meat grinder, crush the bones, mix them with lime, and then paint the walls.

This murderer should have obsessive-compulsive disorder, the walls are painted neatly and smoothly, and his techniques are simply abnormal.

When the criminal police arrived at the scene, they saw the smelly and flesh-red wall, and almost couldn't suppress the surge in their chests.

"Mr. Jiang, let me tell you the truth, there is a private group in the company who said: As long as you receive a text message from a stranger and don't follow the instructions above, you will die."

Although Guo Xia's words are absurd, there is always some truth and falsehood mixed in.

Before something has been confirmed, one cannot trust it, otherwise one will fall into a passive position and be easily led by the nose by those who are in the dark.

After Jiang Fengming heard everything she said, he immediately grasped the key point: "What else was said in that group?"

"What else did you say..."

"I didn't say anything..."

Guo Xia's eyes dodged a little, it was obvious that there were still things that hadn't been fully explained.

After Jiang Niannian and Jiang Fengming looked at each other, they comforted softly: "Only if you speak out, can we help you and help more people."

"Do you want to keep hiding like this?"

been hiding...

She naturally didn't want to, she had to work and live, so how could she hide at home every day?

"I don't want to, but, will I pull you in..."

She was afraid of reprisals, as is the case with people, and if all the situations were the same, maybe she would not be so afraid; but if she was the one who was isolated, things would be difficult.

"Don't worry, we won't let you do embarrassing things, you just need to tell us, what is the reason why you are afraid to go to the company now?"

Jiang Niannian's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and it sounded like water from a clear spring.

After struggling with all kinds of things, Guo Xia finally said it.

"Actually, we have no other reason, just because the murder happened around us, so we are just uneasy."

"If the murderer of the murder is caught one day, maybe we will go back."