Li Yun was stunned for a while before he realized what Xue Xiaolian was talking about.

He looked at the screen, then Xue Xiaolian, and confirmed to her, "Is this sent from Fengdu?"

"Well. Didn't you feel anything just now?" Xue Xiaolian asked back.

Li Yun thought about it and shook his head hesitantly.

It seemed that after hearing Xue Xiaolian's question, he felt something was wrong with the prompt sound just now.

The more Li Yun thought about it, the more he couldn't tell whether he had felt any supernatural aura at that time.

He shook his head, gave up on inquiry, and asked Xue Xiaolian again: "What is this content?"

Xue Xiaolian replied: "I don't know."

Li Yun looked up at her.

"Hao Bai Wuchang hasn't explained it to you?"

"He said... the signal is not good?" Li Yun replied in a daze.

"That's what most of them are." Xue Xiaolian pointed to the screen, turned around and returned to her seat, closed her eyes and calmed down.

Li Yun was stunned at the screen for a while, trying to solve the garbled codes.

But those seem to be simple garbled codes, not Moss passwords, and cannot be transcoded into normal information.

Li Yun's eyes fell on that name.

No. 2 is still missing...

His heart was thrilled and he sent a message to Uncle Li.

Fortunately, Uncle Li learned how to use WeChat before his death, so Li Yun didn’t need to teach this step by step.

Such a complicated matter, it is a bit troublesome to communicate with messages.

After Li Yun just sent WeChat habitually, he called Uncle Li again.

Xue Xiaolian and Yi Xin obviously don’t care about this matter and lack interest in it.

Li Yun and Uncle Li wanted to help with each other based on the same feeling of being sympathetic. Both of them felt that this was the second call for help.

But the news was sent from Fengdu...

"Is No. 2 in Fengdu?" Li Yun asked in confusion.

"Can you reply to him?" Uncle Li asked.

Li Yun put his phone aside, "I'll look back now."

Li Yun's reply was sent out normally.

He and Uncle Li were on both sides of the phone, waiting anxiously for several hours, but they did not receive any new reply.

Li Yun could only ask Xue Xiaolian, "Is there any way for Sister Xue to contact Heibai Wuchang?"

"I have encountered it before. We did not exchange contact information. However, they should have a place to settle in this city." Xue Xiaolian replied without opening her eyes.

This answer is really disappointing.

If you want to find someone in a big city, you don’t have any information about identity information, that’s really a needle in a haystack.

Not to mention looking for someone, Uncle Li is having some difficulty finding a funeral supply store in this strange city.

There is no such store near Jinrong Building. If you want to find an old community, Uncle Li doesn’t know where to start.

It was Li Yun who helped him order things like tin foil online.

When Li Yun thought of this, he opened Taobao and saw that the express delivery showed that he would arrive today.

He had a sudden inspiration and discussed with Uncle Li.

"...Uncle Li, after you contact your old brother, you can ask him to ask? At least he is also in Fengdu. There is an intermediary, and it will be much easier to communicate with everyone." Li Yun came up with an idea.

"Isn't this a change of soup or medicine? It's not easy for my old man to send me a message." Uncle Li shook his head in the office that Li Yun couldn't see, "He called me before, but he didn't answer the fifth one, but... it should be about the same."

"I don't feel the same," Li Yun said.

"What's the difference?" Uncle Li asked curiously.

"That's not a stranger, it's your old brother. Can you burn the phone number to him, will the communication be smooth? The strength of this signal may have something to do with each other's mood." Li Yun seemed to be talking nonsense, but he felt that he was not guessing wrong.

Xue Xiaolian opened her eyes and looked at Li Yun.

"There should be a difference here." Li Yun strengthened his tone.

Uncle Li was half-believing, but when he thought about his successful experiences as a ghost, he agreed with the mentality of giving it a try.

The two of them decided to let go of one thing for the time being.

After lunch together, Li Yun received a call from the express delivery.

Because the address is written on the fourth floor of Jinrong Building, the express delivery went to the main entrance and placed the package on the security guard.

Li Yun went downstairs to pick up the pieces and met Zhang Jian again.

Zhang Jian's eyes looked at Li Yun were still strange, and his eyes glanced at the express delivery form wrapped around the package.

Taobao sellers printed the product name directly on the express delivery form, and the word "funeral" in the store name is also very eye-catching.

Zhang Jian was muttering in his heart and secretly glanced at Li Yun's back as he went upstairs.

When he could no longer see anyone, he sent a message in the group.

He, Wang Xin, Feng Donghua, and Ge Xiaojun, the group of ghosts, gathered together. On weekdays, they exchanged methods to exorcise ghosts, burn incense, burn paper, and buy amulets.

When Zhang Jian broke the news in the group, the other three bubbled one after another.

Wang Xin and the other three had already burned paper, so they naturally shouted that they were wise and powerful and did the right thing. The weird employees on the fourth floor also did this, which proves that!

Zhang Jian felt even more confused.

"I think you can go and cook it too." Wang Xin advised, "just cook it on the fourth floor of the stairwell. If you go and cook it on the night shift one day, there will be no one, so it will be convenient."

"How dare I do now?" Zhang Jian sighed while sending a message.

Now no one in their security team dares to work night shifts, they just have to work night shifts, and they dare not run around. Both of them on night shifts stay in the monitoring room, only watching the surveillance and no longer patrols.

The property manager seemed to be afraid, and after saying a few words to them, he had no choice but to give up.

Zhang Jian was full of conflicts.

Before I knew it, the afternoon passed.

The staff in the building got off work one after another, and Zhang Jian also saw Li Yun holding the box and Xue Xiaolian beside him.

Zhang Jian probed his head and tried hard to make sure that the box was not unplugged.

By eight or nine o'clock, the overtime people were almost gone. Zhang Jian and his colleagues scanned the surveillance camera and stayed in the surveillance room to prepare for the whole night.

"I'll go to the toilet." Zhang Jian's colleague said, and hurried out of the monitoring room.

Zhang Jian was playing with his cell phone and glanced at the surveillance screen from time to time.

He saw something flashing in his eyes, and then looked up.

One of the stairwells in the surveillance screen, which looks like the door of the stairwell on which floor suddenly sways, as if someone had just passed by.

Zhang Jian subconsciously glanced at the words on the corner of the screen.

Fourth floor…

Zhang Jian shivered and clenched his cell phone.

The door kept swinging due to inertia, and its swing amplitude became smaller and smaller, and eventually became still.

Zhang Jian swallowed and sighed.

He wiped his sweat and wanted to tell himself that it was okay.

At this moment, he saw another figure appearing in a surveillance screen.

It was a surveillance monitor at the main entrance of Jinrong Building. Looking at the door, you could see two people walking past the glass door, one of whom was holding a box.

Zhang Jian recognised Li Yun from the blurry picture.

His heartbeats again.

Suddenly, he thought of his colleague.

Why have I been using the toilet for so long and haven't come back yet?

Zhang Jian thought this way and turned to look at the door of the monitoring room.

The door was covered with a false impression, and there was an eye looking at Zhang Jian in the crack of the door.

"Wow——" Zhang Jian screamed and fell off the chair.

Scream-

The door was slowly pushed open, and the people outside the door also revealed the whole picture.

Zhang Jian's heartbeat that was almost stopped recovered.
To be continued...