Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 333 Patrol

Hu Mo is a young security guard. Just after graduating from university, he chose this profession that everyone said would "save 30 years of detours".

It's not that he doesn't want to make progress or is indifferent to fame and wealth. If his major can have a better future, if his school can be more famous, if the world can be more gentle with him, he also wants to choose one that is in the eyes of everyone. A more promising, more respectable job.

It's unfortunate, but it's also lucky.

The place where Hu Mo works is Baizhou TV Tower, a landmark building in Baizhou City. As a 4A-level scenic spot, Baizhou TV Tower has always been a tourist attraction that tourists flock to.

Although it is more difficult to work in such a place than the property security of general residential areas, business districts, and buildings, the salary you get is "a few hundred million" more than conventional security.

The pre-tax salary of [-], deducting six insurances and one housing fund, plus holiday subsidies, high temperature subsidies, etc., can earn about [-] a month on average. The income is no worse than those of the office staff who work in the back office, and the salary is not fixed. Yes, the company will look at the increase in length of service, business ability or special events.

As far as he knows, the old man who usually stands guard at the entrance of the TV tower, and is tortured by the wind, sun, and cold rain from time to time, has been standing here for 10 years. He is gentle and friendly, and takes great care of people like himself. A newcomer, as the oldest employee in the security team, he had a monthly salary of [-] yuan before tax ten years ago. Humer's leader once revealed to him with a sad face that now the old man can probably have a stable monthly income of [-] yuan .

Hu Mo was very emotional about this. No wonder the dark-skinned old man often smiled like a chrysanthemum. If it was him, he also had a bright smile and was kind to others.

Hu Mo works in three shifts, and each shift has different priorities, mainly depending on the team leader's face...

Today, Hu Mo is in charge of patrolling the night shift. The night shift is the easiest and most relaxing job, but it also means the most boring, and the working hours are longer. He has to patrol the patrol area from time to time. If he is tired, he can go back to the duty room to rest, but In this underworld, even the Internet doesn’t have any activities for mutual entertainment, and playing with mobile phones and computers in the duty room is meaningless.

Watch live?Humer didn't like to watch those.

playing games?Humer was already tired.

As a young man who has not become a slave to electronics, Humer seems a bit out of place in this era.

The entire Baizhou Tower has a total of 118 floors. He is responsible for patrolling the parts above the 80th floor, and then he will hand over shifts to inspect the areas that other people have patrolled. After a complete round of patrolling, he can go back to the duty room.

After working here for almost half a year, Hu Mo didn't know when he started to get tired of the high scenery here.

Those views are actually mediocre, Hu Mo thought, if he hadn’t come here to work, he would have paid 200 yuan to go up to the high place to have a look when passing by here on tour.

But after thinking about it, a ticket actually costs 200 yuan, and Hu Mo felt that he should actually give up the moment he saw the ticket price.

Hu Mo's stubbornness is probably the reason why his mother and fetus are single.

Humer knew he was a mean man, but he had his own shame.

The so-called don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself, he is not willing to be generous, so naturally he doesn't mind the other party's stinginess, he relies on himself in everything, does not accept favors, and must pay back debts.

He doesn't need friends, girlfriends, etc. He just needs to be a lonely and unsocial animal, like a tiger or a leopard.

"Hey, hello, tourist area, tourist area..." Humo heard the call from the night shift colleague in charge of other patrol areas from the communicator. He walked unhurriedly on the avenue of the tourist area that was overcrowded in daylight, and pressed the The communication line responded, "Hello, this is the tourist area, I'm Humo."

He could recognize the voice. Although the sound quality of the communicator's sound generator was poor, the tone of the voice was definitely that of the captain who was respected and feared by all the security guards.

Don't look at his seniority is not high, but the sophistication of the world is there, he is the brother-in-law of the person in charge of the Baizhou Tower, and there is nothing good to offend him.

Of course, it is not only because of his personal identity and background that people can convince him to be the captain. He is always the first to come forward and the last to finish. He will send condolences to anyone who is sick or in pain as soon as he hears the news.

It is said that the team leader actually has a good family background, and he came here to be a security guard, probably to experience life.

"Humo, how is your patrol doing?" the captain asked.

Hu Mo secretly thought it was not good, he was a bit slow in action today, but he still lied and said: "There are still 10 floors left to reach the top."

"Okay, I will hand over to you in half an hour, it's over." The captain said.

"Got it, over." Hu Mo quickened his pace.

"Pull your meow's foreign language." Hearing this, the team leader immediately contacted and cursed on the public channel.

Hu Mo raced against time, quickly inspected the actual remaining 80 floors, and finally caught up with the captain to take the elevator to the [-]th floor to meet him.

"Below the 80th floor, it's all yours." The captain didn't say much, patted Hu Mo on the shoulder, and gave a simple order, but it was a bit heavy to start.

"Received." Feeling the pain in his shoulder, Hu Mo smiled dryly, knowing that the sweat on his body had betrayed him, and accepted this punishment-like task.

Secretly muttering that it was really bad luck, Hu Mo and the captain took the elevator to the top floor.

To save electricity costs, only one elevator will be used in the Baizhou Tower after the show at night, and the security guards will naturally walk from the top to the bottom of the high-rise buildings, so Hu Mo can only take the elevator with the captain first.

While the elevator was going up, the team leader chatted with Hu Mo one after another. The other party had no airs, and Hu Mo also had a relatively relaxed chat.

"Okay, I'm here, don't be lazy this time..." After the captain stepped out of the elevator, he didn't forget to remind Hu Mo, but just as he stepped out of the elevator, the elevator issued a beep beep alarm.

The captain and Hu Mo looked at each other for a moment, they were very familiar with this voice, it was the reminder that the elevator was overweight.

Hu Mo scratched his head in doubt, stepped out of the elevator, and the moment his footsteps left the elevator car, the siren stopped.

The captain pressed the get off button outside to help stop the elevator. Hu Mo walked into the elevator box again, but the security guard who had just stopped rang again at this moment.

"Damn it." The team leader said "hey" and asked Hu Mo to press the button, and this time he would try it.

The team leader walked up one step at a time, and the elevator box issued a strong siren again.

The captain stood in the elevator with his hands on his hips, walked out of the elevator with a wry smile and said, "This elevator is really..."

Whoosh!
Suddenly, Hu Mo felt a sudden flash in front of his eyes, followed by a splash of red blood. His eyes were numb and dazed before he could close them. The blood dripped into his eyes. When he blinked, the irritated eyes instinctively shed tears. The blood that fell in the eyes was also washed out.

Hu Mo looked at the separated lumps of flesh that were twitching in a pool of blood, and fear spread from his brain to his whole body, twitching like them.

(End of this chapter)