"Kill...kill...kill...kill...kill all..."

"Gudu! OK! Help me eliminate these ghosts."

All the things are evident...

Squeak-

Thorn!

Huh—bang! Hesit!

"Ahhhhh!"

"Kill you! Kill you all!"

"Here you! They are here! Sir, hurry up..."

"What's the hurry?"

"Ah! Come here! Sir..."

puff!

"Um! Wow! Save me! Save me!"

"I just promised you to destroy these ghosts, but I didn't promise to destroy them when, right?"

"What? You..."

"Kill you and kill you! Hahaha!"

"Wow! Ah! Stop! You evil ghost! Save me! Ah! Please!"

"Evil ghost? Hehe."

Puff! Bang! Guji Guji...

"Ho... Um... You are indeed..."

Bang!

"Ah! Kill you!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

"Ahhhhhh--"

call--

Bang!

...

"Boss, have they all... been destroyed?"

"Um."

"There are 19 in total. This blind man Kang is so bold."

"Boss, are you okay?"

"It's okay. I'm just a little tired."

"Oh. The boss was so handsome just now!"

"Stop talking nonsense. I have to clean up here and don't leave any traces of us."

At 1:10 on June 30, 2002, I arrived at Longxi North Road Station of 381 and did not encounter Yang Yixin's ghost.

At 1:10 on July 1, 2002, I arrived at Longxi North Road Station on Route 381 and did not encounter Yang Yixin's ghost.

At 1:10 on July 2, 2002, I arrived at Longxi North Road Station of 381 and did not encounter Yang Yixin's ghost.

On July 3, 2002, the investigation was concluded.

———

I finished reading another Qingye's file. When I took off my headphones, my head was still buzzing.

The situation when Kang Xiaozi died was very chaotic and terrifying. Qingye didn't know what recording pen to use. The sound sounded like the sound of a movie. It was too clear that people could easily imagine the tragic scene of Kang Xiaozi being dismembered by more than ten evil ghosts.

I rubbed my ears, took a sip of tea, and listened to the keyboard typing in the office, and the feeling of depression slowly dissipated.

It has been a week since Mr. Wang's incident.

Uncle Wang's death was characterized by the police as "sudden death". As for the abnormal decay of the body, it was attributed to "a certain factor that cannot be identified in existing science." This morning, the Internet was in an uproar. Various conspiracy theories emerged one after another, and countless online jokes emerged, "a certain factor that cannot be identified in existing science" climbed to the end of the hot search list in just half a day.

But we insiders kept silent about this. It was not "a certain factor that cannot be identified in existing science", but was it because all of us saw ghosts? Wang Hui, Director Mao, and residents of the six villages of Gongnong and Peasants had seen ghosts for two years? Compared to this truth, it is still "an unidentified factor" that is easier to accept.

This week, the trio of Skinny, Fatty and Chen Xiaoqiu did not check out Qingye's Ye Qing and Liu Miao. Since they were dead, the demolition office naturally had to focus on the real property owners of the house. Chen Xiaoqiu took out the old information from the Qingzhou Manufacturing Bureau to study. Guo Yujie wanted to help, but after reading the traditional Chinese characters, half text and half white, many old information that didn't even have punctuation and blurred handwriting, he gave up. Skinny and Fatty also had no choice but to use the old information. They were looking for archives of several other factories separated by the Municipal Iron and Steel Factory No. 3 and Qingzhou Manufacturing Bureau. Contact the old workers and asked them if they had any impression of the four residents on the sixth floor of Building No. 6. In fact, when they asked Qingye, they asked by the way, but they had never gained anything.

I guess, this is still a formality, and when it comes to demolition, I will post an announcement.

"Lynch, I want to take a day off tomorrow." Chen Xiaoqiu said to me.

"Oh? What's fake?" I was puzzled.

"After leave. The drama will be performed tomorrow." Chen Xiaoqiu replied.

The other three were curious and came over.

"Is it the one in the Drama Academy? Didn't your cousin say he won't act anymore?"

"It's already done, how can I stop acting?" Chen Xiaoqiu shook his head, disagreed with her cousin Lan Lan.

"What about your costume?" asked the thin man.

"The drama club has hired someone to make a new kimono."

Chen Xiaoqiu had no shadow on this, but Ma Yibing from that drama club probably left psychological trauma, so he didn't have to buy it, but asked someone to do it.

"Can we go and see?" Guo Yujie was very excited.

Chen Xiaoqiu declined: "It's an on-campus performance, so people outside the school should not be invited to see it."

Guo Yujie was a little disappointed.

"It's okay. How can the performances of a college club be so strict?" The thin man took out his cell phone, "I'll talk to the boy named Ma."

I was speechless.

Is this thin man going to carry out the rogue style to the end?

The thin man spoke with Ma Yibing casually, and there were many threats in his words. "Okay!" The thin man hung up the phone and compared us "OK" and "We'll go to see your performance tomorrow."

Guo Yujie cheered.

Chen Xiaoqiu nodded to express his welcome.

The next day, Chen Xiaoqiu took leave and did not come to work. The four of us were absent-minded when we went to work. When we arrived, we quickly packed up our things and went to the Drama Academy.

"The Big Family" is scheduled to be staged at 8 o'clock in the evening, and it lasts about an hour and a half.

The four of us found a random place to have a meal near the Theatre Academy and walked towards the Theatre.

The thin man and the fat man pointed at the female students in the Theatre Academy all the way. Guo Yujie couldn't bear it anymore and shook her fists as big as a meat bag at the two of them. The two of them instantly became good babies, without squinting when walking, and pretending to talk about the art of drama.

I was laughing secretly.

The theater inside the Drama Academy has a nice name. Ma Yibing told Skinny. Skinny didn't remember it, but he recorded the route. After walking around for a while, Skinny pointed ahead.

"Just that, that Shakespeare sculpture."

"Is that Shakespeare?" Guo Yujie expressed doubts.

"It's not a masterpiece, don't ask for that high demand." The fat man found a reason for the vague sculpture, "Don't Aristotle and Socrates in our school also look strange?"

"The strangest thing is Han Feizi and Shang Yang." I interrupted, "One looks like an old principal, and the other looks like an old secretary."

All four of us alumni laughed.

This joke is also a classic in our university, and every freshman will accept this inheritance.

After arriving at the theater, we found that the theater with thousands of people was full of people. We arrived late and sat down in the last row. After waiting for a short while, the drama began.

The lights were turned off in the theater first, the spotlight shone on the curtain, and the audience opened with soft lights. The burgundy curtain slowly opened, and the exquisite stage setting appeared in front of the audience.

I was waiting for the first actor to come on stage, and with a "clang", something fell from directly above the stage and swayed in the air.

Isn't it an ethical drama? There are also such "surprise"?

As soon as I had such an idea, I suddenly heard screams in the front row, and someone rushed to the stage and shouted desperately.

Now, I also saw the shaking thing clearly.

It was a girl who was hung on the sky above the stage, like a rag doll, tilting her head without any anger.
Chapter completed!