Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

The commanding tone made Jiu Yue empty her mind. She swallowed the pills obediently and gulped down a glass of water.

The water temperature was just right, as if it had been left out for a while, and it wasn't the kind of water that was so hot that it was difficult to drink when just poured out of the kettle.

"I have to work overtime until very late today. If you feel hungry in the afternoon, you can order takeout. The nearby Dawang Soy Milk, Tongluogang, and Lao Sui Restaurant are all good."

The four-year streak of not being late was about to be interrupted, but when taking Jiuyue home, Duan Mingyuan sent a text message to the section chief, explaining that he might be late for a while today.

After giving the instructions, I rushed to the company.

A hand stretched out from under the quilt and grabbed his cuff.

"do not go."

The antipyretic and hot water helped Jiu Yue regain some strength. It also reminded her why she turned back after leaving and waited at the door of the apartment until dawn. "You may have been targeted."

But the cold and fever were beyond her plans.

Her face turned pale as she struggled to tell the other party the notification she had received, "The colleague who went to deal with the aftermath yesterday was killed, and the evil spirit had a companion."

companion?

Duan Mingyuan was stunned for a long while. Most of the evil spirits he had encountered so far were not intelligent and were driven by instinct. He had even witnessed two evil spirits fighting each other over territory. How could such monsters understand the concept of companions?

"It uses the remains of its companions as bait, and attacks them when they let their guard down..."

Jiu Yue originally planned to tell Duan Mingyuan the news as soon as possible, but no one responded after knocking on the door several times, so she stayed at the door, intending to tell Duan Mingyuan the news when he was at work, but she didn't expect that she would fall asleep in the end.

Duan Mingyuan was very kind to her yesterday. He was a good man, and good people shouldn't die like this.

"I understand, thank you."

Duan Mingyuan nodded, "I'll pay attention."

"But……"

"If you don't go to work, something worse than an evil spirit will happen."

The section chief was particularly irritable today. His tone when replying to the message was already very impatient. Even words could not express his mood. A minute later, he sent another voice message cursing a few words.

Jiu Yue wanted to stay, but the sleeping effect of the antipyretic medicine came over her, and her hand holding the cuff loosened and slid onto the bed.

Duan Mingyuan stuffed her hand back into the quilt, feeling a little uneasy.

Although the section chief's temper was not usually good, he seldom resorted to direct attacks by abusing others, and he certainly would not curse a few more times after having already expressed his dissatisfaction in writing.

The section chief is the type who keeps quiet on the surface but likes to trip people up behind their backs. A junior in the section was bullied in all kinds of ways and was eventually forced to leave after he offended the section chief with his words once.

Is there something wrong with the company?

Duan Mingyuan didn't have time to eat breakfast today, and it took him twenty minutes to get to the company by taxi.

He considered many possibilities along the way.

For example, the head office’s inspection was brought forward; or the section chief was reprimanded by management because of problems in his work, and he took his anger out on others.

Everyone knows that the section chief has always wanted to be promoted to management level, but he is always unlucky and falls short.

However, when Duan Mingyuan punched in and walked into the office, he found that the situation was more serious than he had imagined.

As soon as I entered the room, an indescribable feeling of oppression swept over me. The curtains in the office were drawn, and the morning sunlight was blocked outside the window. My colleagues sat at their desks with lifeless eyes like puppets.

There was still a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Old Duan, you are finally here."

Seeing him come in, the man at the next table came over.

This man had joined the company at the same time as him, and was one of the few people Duan Mingyuan had contact with. At this moment, there were obvious marks of burns on the left face of the man, but he seemed to be completely unaware of it.

"Lao Luo, what happened to your face?"

"The coffee is hot."

"coffee?"

"I was a few minutes late due to traffic this morning, and the section chief threw coffee on my face... Now is not the time to worry about that. The section chief just told you to go to his office as soon as you get here. You have to be careful."

Lao Luo warned, with an expression that said "good luck to you" on his face.

Thank you all for your support!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 5 Evil Thoughts

Obviously, the seriousness of the situation has gone beyond the scope of office struggle.

Throwing hot coffee in someone's face is something that street thugs do and should never happen in a company office.

"Lao Luo, you should go to the hospital. Be careful not to get scars."

"I want to, but the section chief is watching today."

"understood."

Duan Mingyuan put the briefcase on the table. He only spoke symbolically, knowing in his heart that Lao Luo would not listen to his advice.

Not long after he entered the office, he noticed that shadows were spreading throughout the office, covering the only door. At this moment, the office looked like a cocoon woven by shadows.

A cage just waiting for him.

All of this pointed to the section chief's office, which was the source of the bloody smell.

Before going to face the angry section chief, he took out a roll of medical gauze from his drawer. The third compartment was where he kept medicines, Band-Aids and first aid supplies. This was the first time that something other than cold medicine came in handy.

I came to the door and knocked three times politely.

:, "Come in."

The smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger. The office was even darker than outside. The only source of light was the computer screen. In the dim light, he saw a woman lying on the ground. She was his colleague. She was hit hard on the back of her head and blood was all over the floor.

The murder weapon was probably the crystal ball ornament on the desk, with obvious bloodstains on the base.

Noticing Duan Mingyuan's look, the section chief said disapprovingly, "I have emphasized many times not to squeeze so many words into one slide. This is what she deserves."

He paused for a moment deliberately, staring at Duan Mingyuan with fierce eyes, "And you, you were an hour late today!"

"I have explained the situation to you."

At the same time, Duan Mingyuan took out his mobile phone and called the emergency hotline. He explained the location and the condition of the injured in an orderly manner, then bent down and bandaged the wound on the back of the head of his colleague who had already fallen into a coma.

"Hasn't anyone ever taught you not to be distracted by other things when listening to others talking?!"

There was a roar, followed by a crystal ball whizzing towards Duan Mingyuan's head.

The section chief threw it very hard, as if he was trying to smash the person's head.

The moment he heard the noise, Duan Mingyuan turned sideways, and the crystal ball flew past his head and hit the wall and broke into several pieces.

The basic bandaging work has also been completed.

He brought the topic back on track, "Did you kill the man in the alley?"

"Are they your companions?"

The section chief's voice changed, becoming sharp and gloomy. The whites of his eyes were dyed blood red, and a discordant expression of rage and evil smile appeared on his face. "You are much more perceptive than them. They didn't know how they died until the very end."

While speaking, the section chief was observing Duan Mingyuan's expression.

But this observation made him feel a little uneasy. After learning that his companion had died tragically at his hands, the other party's expression did not change at all.

This made him take another closer look at the file on the computer screen.

Duan Mingyuan, 29 years old, has no special skills and is the kind of person you can never expect to perform anything at the company's annual meeting.

This is the section chief's evaluation of the man in front of him.

The two humans who handled the aftermath revealed a lot of information to him before they died.

Duan Mingyuan is not yet an official member, which means he must nip this hidden danger in the bud before the two sides have any contact.

When he saw the wreckage in the alley, he realized one thing - he must not give this "newcomer" any time to grow.

Facing the section chief's provocation, Duan Mingyuan propped up his chin with his hand and said, "Magnify the negative emotions."

Lao Luo's face was burned because he was a few minutes late.

The female colleague in the office was criticized for putting too much text on one slide.

Although the section chief was furious to the point of almost losing his mind, everything he did had a reason, at least that's what he thought.

Everyone has many evil thoughts in their hearts due to different emotions.

For example, after working overtime until late at night the day before, you finally have one day off a week, but you are woken up early in the morning by the deafening sound of renovations upstairs. The noise continues until noon. In a state of extreme fatigue and anger, evil thoughts will arise.

Under normal circumstances, people will bury their evil thoughts deep in their hearts.

But under the influence of evil spirits, these evil thoughts turned into actual actions under the strong emotional fluctuations.

"This is your ability. You belong to that very rare type."

The section chief paused.

He stared at Duan Mingyuan and suddenly felt a chill.

The latter seemed to ignore him, as if immersed in memories, "I remember now, there are indeed a very small number of evil spirits that have some strange abilities."

"W-what are you talking about?"

This was indeed his ability, and it was proof that he was superior to his peers and other evil spirits, but now it was said by someone who had only met him once.

“I had seriously considered this as a future career, so I did a lot of preparation and research.”

Duan Mingyuan patiently explained to the other party, and later various practical factors made him realize that this was a rubbish job.

Because the time is so long, just like the math formulas in the textbooks when I was in school, many of the research conclusions are also difficult to remember.

"I have studied many of your kind."

"What did you do to them?"

The section chief almost blurted out.

Although the scene was somewhat funny, as an evil spirit, he was frightened by a human being.

But this time, Duan Mingyuan did not answer his question, but just looked at him calmly.

In addition to the part about ability, he also recalled some other research results.

For example, how to get rid of the evil spirit attached to a host without killing it.

"Don't come any closer. If you attack me, your section chief will be killed too. Do you want to become a murderer!?"

Facing the approaching Duan Mingyuan, the section chief jumped up from his office chair like a cat with its fur standing on end. He leaned against the wall and threatened in a stern voice.

"Ahem——"

The next moment, the section chief made a painful sound, and his hazy consciousness suddenly became clear. He saw Duan Mingyuan standing in front of him and the other's fist against his lower abdomen.

The punch was so powerful that he almost vomited the food he had eaten the night before.

He didn't know if he was hallucinating. Besides the vomit, it seemed that something else came out of his throat. That thing was screaming and shaking its body desperately.

"They won't let you go. They definitely won't let you go!"

He also saw Duan Mingyuan confronting the screaming phantom. Facing the threat from the phantom, this usually serious employee suddenly smiled knowingly.

"Great, it's a deal."

Then, a slap was slapped towards the phantom.

The swinging stopped and the whole world became quiet.

The disgusting and sticky juice splashed all over his face.

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The signing process for the new book has been completed, and the role cards of the male and female protagonists have also been set up. After the early character relationships and world relationships are laid out, we plan to put the small theater on the agenda.