Aoba Office

"What happened then?" Wu Ling continued to ask.

"A ghost flew out from the sixth floor. The ghost looked very strange. It was dressed like a Westerner from the 18th or 19th century, wearing a classical skirt, but it seemed to be a male. He was originally very fast. He flew away, but after a while he turned around and rushed towards Qiao Bi. "They must have been fighting, but I didn't see clearly. I only saw a white light in Qiao Bi's hand." There was light, and something came out of the mirror. I couldn't see it clearly. When the light was interrupted by the monster, what I saw was Qiao Bi's body, and Qiao Bi was cut. Most of his body was lost. The ghost was also cut off at the waist and completely disappeared. After killing them, the monster tried to attack me, but then it was probably Ye Qing who caught up with the monster... The monster walked back obediently, climbed up to the sixth floor, and disappeared. "

Things were full of twists and turns, but they all happened in an instant.

When Chen Xiaoqiu talked about this, his tone was calm, only slightly heavy.

I still remember Chen Xiaoqiu’s horrified voice on the phone.

As you can imagine, the situation at that time was very dangerous. Chen Xiaoqiu faced death head-on. Whether it was the ghost that escaped from another space or Qiao Bi, she was not able to deal with it. As for the monster with the appearance of Beamon, it was even more powerful. After easily killing the first two, it must be easy to kill Chen Xiaoqiu. Chen Xiaoqiu has been through the gates of hell.

Speaking of which, it seems that I have to thank Ye Qing.

But Chen Xiaoqiu was involved in this kind of thing, and it seemed that Ye Qing was also to blame.

This account is really unclear.

How much of the things we encountered were intentional calculations, and how much were coincidences; how much of those calculations were arranged by Ye Qing, and how much were the hands of God... I can't figure it out at all.

Wu Ling pondered, "I have been hospitalized since yesterday. Nangong was the most seriously injured and cannot work yet. Now I don't know what the situation is... This may be an isolated incident, or it may be that the whole world has changed in some way... …”

Wu Ling was lost in his own thoughts as he spoke.

After a while, she came to her senses and ended the call first, "This matter still needs to be investigated. You should be careful lately."

I put away my phone and asked, "If Qiao Xi dies, I should be safe, right? If the demon wants to kill me, what restrictions may it have?"

It discovered me in my dream and successfully plotted against me, rendering me incapacitated. But it never came to kill me. On the contrary, after contacting Qiao Bi this time, it wanted to do something with Qiao Bi.

All I can think of is that it has to be. Otherwise, it has no reason to leave two threats like me and Ye Qing alone.

Wu Ling nodded, agreeing with my opinion.

"Things have been prepared. When we are discharged from the hospital, we will proceed as planned," Wu Ling said.

"Then, what happened with Qiao Ji..." I hesitated.

"We followed her all the way and didn't find that she came into contact with the devil. The devil did not appear in front of us. There may be some special communication method." Wu Ling said.

There was nothing Wu Ling could do, and I was even more helpless.

I went to visit Nangong Yao and Gu Mo again. Nangong Yao is sleeping. He also knocked his head, but it was much more serious than Wu Ling. Gu Mo was lucky and hit his arm and waist, both of which were minor injuries.

Gu Mo was more troubled by the hospital environment than his injuries and hurriedly wanted to be discharged.

I looked at Gu Mo sympathetically, asked the doctor for him, and came to the conclusion that he still needed to be hospitalized for observation. Two examination reports had not yet come out, and he could not be discharged from the hospital.

Looking at Gu Mo's drooped head, I could only continue to give him a look of sympathy and say goodbye.

I rested for more than a day and then returned to work in the demolition office.

The Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants is now very busy with affairs. Our temporary office in the neighborhood committee is gone, making room for the people from the housing management bureau. Damaged houses need to be appraised. Dangerous buildings cannot be inhabited.

There are also people from insurance companies running around in the community, doing appraisals and going through the insurance process.

I originally thought that we could handle the demolition and just waste time to answer the property owners’ concerns about demolition compensation, but I didn’t expect to see another drama.

In the incident two days ago, Chen Minhua was hit on the head by gravel and died on the spot; Ni Yanping had her arm cut off by the monster and suffered excessive blood loss. She was unable to receive timely treatment in the chaos and unfortunately passed away.

When I learned the news, I had mixed emotions.

For a moment, it seemed as if all the troubles had died away on their own, and we became carefree and light-hearted.

However, when I arrived at the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, when I was having lunch, I saw a group of people running towards me in a menacing manner. The leading man was out of tune with the people surrounding him, with a sad face and a listless look. I know this man among this group of people. This is Ni Yanping’s husband, Chen Jiahui’s eldest son Chen Aihua.

Chen Aihua was pushed by others and had no choice but to move forward.

Those people clamored and wanted to find the demolition office.

I put down my lunch box and stood up, standing by the window and saying hello.

Behind me, I heard someone from the housing authority whispering to the thin man what was going on.

The thin man snorted, "What else can happen? They are just making trouble and extorting money."

The group of people entered the neighborhood committee in a hurry.

I greeted him. The fat man wiped his mouth and followed me.

The room was full of government workers who were eating. They didn't move, but they all poked their heads in to watch the fun, treating it as a meal.

Director Mao was very discerning and gave up his office so that we could talk in private.

I apologized: "I disturbed your meal."

"It's okay, it's okay. Hey, Xiao Chen..." Director Mao waved his hand to me and looked at Chen Aihua again.

"What are you doing? You can deal with us casually behind closed doors? Let's talk here! Let others listen too!" The man holding Chen Aihua's arm shouted at the top of his lungs.

He looked no younger than Chen Aihua. He had a big belly, a red face and a thick neck. He didn't know whether he was excited or angry.

"Mr. Chen, these are..." I glanced at them.

These people seemed to be a family. I had some guesses in my mind, but I found them unbelievable.

The young people in the crowd jumped out and said: "My aunt died here, you can't just say a fart, right? She died so miserably! Her hands were broken! She also said there was an earthquake! Fuck you! I'm sure Someone from the family named Chen did it! You and your government don’t care! I’m telling you, I’m going to expose your real name!”

I know that Ni Yanping died in a strange way. Chen Xiaoqiu also revealed the truth a long time ago. But this has nothing to do with the demolition office. Regardless of whether the insurance company settles the claim or the government pays for compensation, it is not the demolition office’s turn to take the initiative.

I had to admire the Ni family's strange ideas, but I ignored them and stared at Chen Aihua, "Mr. Chen, who are these?"

I repeated my previous question.

Chen Aihua said feebly: "This is my brother-in-law, a member of my wife's natal family..."

"Don't you guys collude here to confess! I want to seek justice for my sister!" The fat man stood out and pulled Chen Aihua behind.

"The government is still investigating the disaster situation. Specific measures will not be announced until the results come out. For the latest developments, you can follow the Minqing government's social homepage. If there is anything to contact the affected people, there will also be a special emergency response Contact the disaster relief department," I said expressionlessly.

"I've heard about it! My aunt locked you up at the demolition office!" The young man interrupted me.

"Ms. Ni and Chen Minhua had a dispute and started fighting. We just broke up the fight and separated the two. There are surveillance cameras in the community, which should have captured the scene of Ms. Ni going downstairs during the earthquake. She was injured during the earthquake. ." I said patiently, a little irritated.

However, the Ni family members refused to give up and insisted that it was our demolition office that was responsible for killing Ni Yanping.

"If someone dies, you have to pay compensation! Let me tell you! And Chen Minhua! Don't think that things are over when she dies! She still has her husband and son! She still has a house deposit! And the house that was demolished!" The fat man's voice was high-pitched , the eyes are shining, green, like a wolf that has seen meat.