After the meal, the three of them cleaned up the table together and took the garbage bag to the worn-out elevator.

Xue Xiaolian told them: "We go through the back door when we enter and exit, and take this elevator. This elevator is the only one who arrives at the dormitory. The trash can is only next to the office, and there is no one in the dormitory."

Li Yun and Uncle Li had nods.

Li Yun also asked more: "All other companies in this building are similar to us?"

"Of course not." Xue Xiaolian smiled, and after answering this sentence, she stopped talking.

Li Yun and Uncle Li looked at each other.

Li Yun asked again, "Can they see us?"

"I may not be able to see you. Yi Xin and I have never noticed who there are in other companies. Maybe one or two talented people can see you now." Xue Xiaolian thought for a while and answered this way.

Then they can't run around.

Uncle Li had no intention of running around. He just wanted to contact his family and it would be best to meet him. He didn't care about other things. Now he hoped to apply for an ID card, get a salary card, buy a mobile phone, and call Aunt Li.

Li Yun was not so curious at first, but because he became a ghost, he experienced these things, so he asked more questions just in case.

The elevator slowly reached the fourth floor.

The elevator door clanged and opened slowly.

After walking out of this area, he saw the normal elevator and the empty glass door. Xue Xiaolian pointed out the location of the trash can.

The trash can is between the men's and women's toilets and the stairwell.

"...The cleaners in the building only go there to clean up the garbage, corridors, toilets and office areas here. The security guards won't come here either."

Uncle Li remembered his work and took the trash bag and walked over.

Li Yun followed Xue Xiaolian into the office.

“Hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…”

Listening to the rhythmic breathing and footsteps, Li Yun turned his head and saw Yi Xin sweating profusely on the treadmill.

Yi Xin wore headphones and faced the door sideways. When she saw someone coming in, she just nodded slightly.

Li Yun said hello, and then turned around and saw Xue Xiaolian finding a seat to sit down, and was busy with something.

There are enough office seat tubes, but the computer is limited.

Li Yun could only sit in front of the only computer and turn on the power supply.

Uncle Li came back soon, and hesitated seriously, and asked, "Then I'll wipe the place."

There are so many tables in the office, but no one uses them, no one cleanses them, and there is a lot of dust.

Uncle Li found the job content for himself and went out with great enthusiasm.

Li Yun was a little envious of Uncle Li’s simple work.

He is willing to clean up, too.

He knows nothing about running Weibo or something.

He read a Weibo post posted by No. 7 yesterday, and also read the long Weibo post with a name that is not long enough, and learned the main content of this Weibo post. But he has never made up a ghost story and does not know where to start.

He waited for the computer to turn on, thinking about what he saw yesterday.

What made him feel at ease was that although Zhou Ping was suspected by the police, he was not arrested, and the suspicion could be cleared soon.

Li Yun still apologized to Zhou Ping, but the apology was not serious. If he contacted the police or Zhou Ping now, it would make things complicated. He would give up.

Everything that happened before his life has nothing to do with him from today.

Li Yun took a deep breath and opened his browser.

The home page is the Weibo interface, which automatically logs in to the account, and the message prompt lights up.

Li Yun heard a rustling noise at this time. He looked up and saw a projection screen dropping from the office ceiling. Li Yun turned his head again and found that it was Xue Xiaolian who controlled these things.

"Watch a movie?" Xue Xiaolian asked.

Li Yun shook his head in a daze.

"Would you drink juice? Or soda, beer?" Xue Xiaolian asked, walking towards the open kitchen.

Li Yun continued to shake his head.

"What do you want to take it yourself?" Xue Xiaolian said casually, took the drink from the refrigerator, and then took out potato chips and melon seeds from the cabinet.

She returned to the office, put the things on the table, and dragged a recliner out of some corner, and placed it in front of the projection screen.

Movie sound effects rumbling.

Li Yun glanced at it and found that it was a new film released last month. He had never watched it and was not interested.

Uncle Li came back at this time and saw the scene where everyone was doing their own things. He paused before he took the rag and wiped the table silently, and was careful not to block Xue Xiaolian's view.

Li Yun's attention returned to his Weibo account.

He read all the news and saw the begging from Wang Yiqiu. He knew that the child Li Yun was safe and ignored the message. He also sent a message if his name was not long enough. They didn't know that this series of things had been solved by Hei Bai Wuchang... No, it cannot be said that it was completely solved. There is also a second number, Hei Wuchang said that it was missing, but they had never found it.

The second number, whom he had never met, stayed in Li Yun's mind for a second, and was forgotten by him.

After reading all the private messages and comments, he carefully read all the content posted by Weird Talk and Weird.

He had to admit that the serial murderer No. 7 was at least a job.

It’s not exciting to have a single content every day, but it has achieved a responsibilities that this account has never done before.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Yi Xin who was still running, and Xue Xiaolian who was watching the movie with relish.

After retracting his sight, Li Yun would have to worry about how he should complete his work today.

He can't do anything worse than a murderer, right?

Li Yun racked his brains to think.

Uncle Li wiped the table and came to Li Yun, glanced at him, and left helplessly.

After Uncle Li finished wiping all the tables and sweeping the office floor again, Li Yun still had no idea.

He opened a document and wrote a few sentences, but he couldn't continue. His head was also close to the screen, so he could only see some fuzzy fonts.

"Huh... I'll go take a shower. I may not come back tonight." Yi Xin got off the treadmill.

Xue Xiaolian's mouth full of potato chips, and said "Yeah" twice, which was considered an answer.

Li Yun and Uncle Li said "goodbye" a little unfamiliarly, and they were envious of Yi Xin who could act freely outside.

Yi Xin waved his hand and left.

Uncle Li came to Li Yun at this time, "How are you doing?"

Li Yun shook his head in distress.

"Is this difficult?" Uncle Li asked in awe.

He was very worried that Li Yun would not do well, and that he would be fired even if he was too fucked.

"I don't know much about this. I want to write a horrible story. I thought about it, but it's all the ones I've seen before..."

Li Yun knew that many marketing accounts would plagiarize other people's works. He did not have a particularly strong moral and legal awareness in this regard. He just considered the high attention of this account and the "different" of the company itself, he did not want to attract criticism anymore.

Uncle Li thought for a while and sat down next to Li Yun, "I heard of a ghost story before. It was a long time ago. You should write it, right?"

He thought Li Yun despised the stories he had seen, and wanted to contribute the stories he had heard long ago.

Li Yun thought that at Uncle Li's age, the ghost stories he heard were old enough, either became the old-fashioned jokes nowadays, or had been eliminated long ago and had not become text or image works, so there would be no legal problem. He cheered up and asked Uncle Li to talk about it.

"Well, it's just a person. Suddenly one day I dreamed of a woman..." Uncle Li started to talk while recalling.
Chapter completed!