Aoba Office

I felt like I had gained a lot of information, but also felt like I didn’t know anything.

The history Wu Ling talked about has no other meaning except letting me know that the world is getting worse and worse.

Chen Yihan and Chen Xiaoqiu looked thoughtful. I don’t know whether they are thinking about the role of their special identity, or whether they are thinking about the significance of this history.

I also want to gain something, but after thinking about it for a while, I always feel that something is missing.

Chen Xiaoqiu's cell phone rang, but it seemed that he was calling Chen Yihan.

Chen Yihan, the police chief, has no chance of shutting down his work normally. He has a lot to deal with. This night, he was already a little "lazy".

"I need to go back to the bureau. How are you feeling now?" Chen Yihan hung up the phone and asked Chen Xiaoqiu.

"I'm fine, I feel normal." Chen Xiaoqiu said, "Go and do your work. I'm fine."

Chen Yihan nodded, said hello to the rest of us, and then left in a hurry.

Gu Mo stretched out and said, "Okay, let's disperse."

The injuries on his body had been treated just now while Wu Ling was doing magic. From what he said, he wasn't planning to go to the hospital.

Chen Xiaoqiu and I didn't have many injuries, and we didn't need to go to the hospital.

Wu Ling packed up his things, and a group of us prepared to leave.

I looked back at the messy interior of the office and asked hesitantly, "That's it? Is Ye Qing okay?"

"He has turned into a ghost, what does it matter?" Gu Mo snorted, "Even if there is a problem, we can't ask the construction team to fix it."

Gu Mo pursed his lips and motioned for me to look at the end of the corridor.

There were still abstract paintings hanging there, and the bells didn't ring. But with such a thing existing, it is impossible to let people in and break in here no matter what, and large-scale construction is even more impossible.

Ye Qing never showed up.

I finally closed the door and didn't see Ye Qing.

The corridors in the old community are narrow and there is room for one person to walk, but two people have to squeeze in together.

While lining up to go downstairs, my brain suddenly reacted and I stopped Wu Ling.

"What's wrong?" Wu Ling walked in front and looked back at me.

"What about this? These different spaces..." I pointed to my feet.

Wu Ling raised her eyebrows, "There is also a lack of samples for this." She turned back and continued walking down, saying as she walked, "No one has come back. There are some special spells that can know the target's condition, and the result is death. Simple. In other words, there is no return. Moreover, there is no good way to explore these different spaces. They appear and disappear, which may be like in some film and television works. The plot, this is a relatively special natural phenomenon. "

"Isn't this a new stage?" I followed downstairs.

Wu Ling shook his head, "I don't know. We only have a rough guess about many things, and there is no conclusion. Just like spirits and ghosts, we don't know where they come from."

I have a little headache.

You don’t know anything, so what should you do?

Is this why Ye Qing said to me last time that the only thing he can do is to find me?

Don’t the people in Qingye, and maybe everyone in the world, know what to do?

Thinking about it this way, it seems that the previous reasoning is the only solution. I just found an opportunity to go back to the time when nothing happened and nip all these in the cradle.

At that point in time, was it the beginning of the first stage mentioned by Wu Ling, or the beginning of the second stage?

How to find such an opportunity?

Thinking about it makes my head hurt.

Rescued Wu Ling, a big step forward, but for the entire world, I'm afraid it won't change much.

The residential building was fairly quiet inside, and there weren't many people outside.

But when a group of us suddenly walked out of the building, it was still a bit conspicuous.

An old lady who was passing by looked at us a few times. She was going to walk over, but she slowly slowed down her pace. She just looked at us a few times at first, but now she also stared at us. No, she seemed to be staring at Wu Ling.

"Ouch! You're not that one, the one from Building 6!" The aunt suddenly slapped her thigh, pointed at Wu Ling and shouted, then looked at the others, her eyes full of surprise and suspicion.

"Hello, long time no see." Wu Ling nodded and said hello naturally.

I looked at her performance in a daze. Looking at Nangong Yao and Gu Mo, they both had no expressions, as if they didn't recognize this aunt at all.

"Have Team Leader Xiaolin found you? Where's that young man? What's his last name..." The aunt thought hard.

"Well, are you talking about Ye Qing?" Wu Ling reminded him at the right moment.

The aunt nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's the name. Is he the head of the household? I heard from the old neighbors that he is the head of the house in Building 6."

"Yes, the head of the household is Ye Qing."

"He's not back?" The aunt looked around, as if we had hidden Ye Qing. The look in her eyes right now was full of curiosity and gossip.

"We don't know either. In fact, we left a few years ago." Wu Ling said, "We gradually lost contact with him."

"Oh, that's right. You said what you did was bad, driving that and so on... Auntie, I didn't say you were cheating money, that's the kind of thing that is usually done by monks in temples. You said that..." The aunt was chattering.

Wu Ling smiled and nodded, "We originally got together to play, so we gradually separated. This time, it was team leader Xiao Lin who contacted us, and we knew what happened here. Maybe Ye Qing also left."

"Oh. You are not short of money. It's easy. You can do whatever you want. The news said before that a foreigner travels everywhere and never works." The aunt rambled again.

Wu Ling smiled and cooperated.

I was a little amazed inside.

Gu Mo curled his lips and became impatient. He bumped Nangong Yao with his elbow and motioned for him to take out the keys and drive.

"... Then we won't delay you. Just go about your business." Wu Ling said, ending the chance encounter and greetings.

"Is it useful?" Gu Mo muttered.

Wu Ling said: "It's nothing."

Nangong Yao said nothing.

Nangong Yao drove and sent Chen Xiaoqiu and I home respectively, and they returned to the hotel.

When I got home, of course I had to face a serious family meeting.

Seeing my parents looking haggard, I felt a little sad.

"What's going on?" Dad asked.

I thought about it and used what Wu Ling said, that is, our demolition office finally found the former residents of Ye Qing's house.

"...They haven't contacted us for a long time, so they found out that the person was missing, and they were a little anxious. Unexpectedly, there was a heavy rain, and we were all trapped there." I found a logical explanation.

"That person just disappeared like that?" Mom's face became even more ugly.

"Well, I don't know where he went. He used to have some freedom. He may have traveled abroad or moved away. I heard that he is a very capable person and is not short of money. Nothing will happen to him. It's just temporary. I don’t know where the person is.” I reassured.

Mom still looked worried, "There are no bad people in that neighborhood, right?"

"How could it be? They are all in old communities, and the neighbors are familiar with them. Renting a house there is also very regulated." I assured quickly.

"Yeah. That's good." Mom breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Dad is not ready to continue questioning.

It was my sister who looked at me a little strangely.