Just when the reincarnators took the elevator up to the 20th floor, somewhere in the future paradise.
Two people were leaning on the windowsill, looking at the picture under their feet.
If there are reincarnators here, you can recognize the identities of these two people at a glance, it is President Sun and his friend opposite him.
Mr. Sun is still wearing the clothes of the day, just put more gel on his hair to make it look more stylish.
He looked at the friend on the opposite side, and asked the question that existed during the day with some puzzlement: "Why do you say that at noon? If they stay here, wouldn't it add a lot of uncertainty to our plan?"
The friend was looking at the scene in front of him almost intoxicated. Hearing this, he flicked his neckline with his hand, and asked Mr. Sun: "How to make something happen absolutely?"
Mr. Sun was stunned for a moment: "You mean..."
"—That is to prohibit that thing." There was a slight sarcasm in the friend's eyes, "I was observing when this group of security guards came in. The person standing in the middle was their leader."
"This person's behavior is very familiar, even I have heard of it, and he is used to keeping the task book in his pocket. It should be one of those names. But no matter who he is, Sherlock, Moriarty, Or Hercules, both of them are essentially a class of people."
He pointed to his temples and described: "He is stubborn and conceited, has some neurological problems, is very dangerous, and is not easy to control. These types of people often like to be clever and like to run to the most exciting places."
He emphasized the word "stimulating".
"So... did you say that on purpose?" President Sun leaned forward, something protruded from his pocket, and he stuffed it back with his hands.
"Yes, the more I told him not to go to the pavilion, the faster he went."
"Although he is on the 20th floor now, he is afraid that he has already flown to the exhibition hall. When he finds out that our real intention is in the office building, what we have to do is already over, and he will rush back from the exhibition hall. It's too late." The friend imagined the scene at that time, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little happy, "Not to mention that he hasn't seen through my identity - I like to see this kind of people look regretful."
Mr. Sun also relaxed his mind. The tragedy in the exhibition hall that he saw this morning really made him still have some lingering fears, but this friend's remarks comforted him.
"It's tonight," he thought expectantly.
Inside the elevator, first floor, second floor, third floor…
It takes a while for numbers to count from one to twenty, not to mention being in a closed elevator.
Time seems to be infinitely stretched by some force. Every time the number on the elevator control panel advances, Fu Guangbo has to worry about whether the elevator will stop suddenly, and then stay on a certain floor forever, or if there is something to ask for. Come in from outside.
His imagination is rich, and his breathing becomes rapid just by brain supplements.
Fortunately, what Fu Guangbo was worried about did not happen, the elevator went all the way smoothly, and soon reached the top floor.
The elevator door opened quietly, illuminating the twentieth floor.
Mr. Sun's office is at the end of the corridor on this floor, occupying a large area, almost half of the floor.
In addition to the president's office on this floor, there are a large conference room and a large office on both sides of the corridor.
The door of the large office is translucent. Through the door, you can see that there are many workstations in this office, which are separated by plastic-quality partitions. Machines, water purifiers, etc.
The reincarnators stepped out of the elevator, but did not act rashly.
This time, Fu Guangbo stayed at the back, holding down the elevator door with his hands so that it wouldn't close easily, so that the light from the elevator could always illuminate half a circle around him.
"Where do we… patrol first?"
The light of the flashlight swayed the number plate at the door of the conference room, then swayed the office, and finally illuminated Mr. Sun's office vertically.
"Let's start with the most recent." Xiao Li glanced down at his pocket.
The right side of his pocket has always kept the small yellow book, and the left side used to be Tanli's territory, but now it has been occupied by the ghost of the lamp.
This light bulb has been severely damaged since it was picked up. The doll was squeezed into the corner, not only could not sit, but could only stand, showing a little hair.
Xiao Li rubbed the doll's hair with his hands, and opened the door of the big office directly.
The others followed him, and the elevator lost its obstruction, closed again, stayed where it was, and after a while, drove down.
The environment in the office is actually good, the walls are white and the chairs are new, but only the partition on the workstation is very strange.
According to common sense, employees with the same qualifications are sitting at the same table, and there will be few interruptions in the middle, especially this kind of almost whole body interruption, which seems to be a mini phone booth.
And these blocks are not only large or small, but some even have very strange shapes, looking like monsters in the dark night.
As soon as Ye Zeqing came in, he frowned cautiously: "What department is here? How does it work here?"
"There is no sign at the door." Fu Guangbo paid special attention when he came in. "How can there be such a workstation in the office on the same floor as the president?"
Future Paradise…
Xiao Li walked to one of the workstations separated by a big head and a small body, and suddenly sat down, putting both elbows on the table obediently.
The upper part of the workstation looks very empty, and the lower part is too narrow, as if it is not a seat for normal people at all, but it is specially customized for a freak with such a structure.
"When we first came, did anyone notice that there were people here during the day?" Chen Jinghan asked in a low voice while stepping on the carpet.
Chen Jinghan: "At that time, my focus was on President Sun. Who would care about this?"
Xiao Li's voice came from the workstation where he was sitting: "I've seen it. At that time, the shutters were pulled outside the gate, and I couldn't see the inside."
And Tan Li didn't react to it, including Ye Zeqing's ghost body.
Chen Jinghan: "..."
Well, forget about the boss.
Fu Guangbo tried to speculate: "Then here is... a sudden change at night? Like those pavilions?"
"In the afternoon, the person opposite Mr. Sun said that we must never go to the exhibition hall. Does that mean that the changes in the exhibition hall will be different every night?"
However, the more he speculated, the more he felt that all kinds of clues were intertwined, and he couldn't solve the mystery at all.
He subconsciously looked at Xiao Li, but the other's face was buried in the workstation, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
This is also beyond the expectations of Zheng Yi and Ye Zeqing. Based on their understanding of Xiao Li, they thought that Xiao Li would be the first person who wanted to quickly end here and visit the exhibition hall, but they did not expect him to be so In no hurry.
Fu Guangbo stayed near Xiao Li and did not dare to go far, but he couldn't help looking around with his eyes.
If it's just this level of change, it should be fine. After patrolling with the boss early, it should be able to be completed... But will it be more dangerous to go to the exhibition hall? Do I need to leave Hercule altogether? Let's ask him if he has any clues.
He thought wildly, his eyes glancing uncontrollably.
In order to save power, only Fu Guangbo's flashlight is turned on at present to prevent insufficient power in the middle.
Fu Guangbo shook his flashlight and recognized his own from the sound of his companion's breathing.
"Clap—" The time passed back minute by minute, and just when he thought it would go on like this, a loud noise exploded in his ear.
Fu Guangbo almost jumped up almost immediately, the sound was like a thick stick hitting his nerves.
"what?!"
Including Xiao Li, everyone looked at the source of the voice.
It was a cabinet, tightly against the wall, sandwiched between the front and rear workstations.
Just like the tin cabinets used by ordinary companies to store documents, there is a key on it. The tin cabinets are not large, only reaching the waist of ordinary humans.
The sound just now came from the tin cabinet.
To make matters worse, Fu Guangbo was the closest to it, and he heard the loudest sound the most. It sounded like…
A "person" hid inside and tapped the door of the cabinet with his palm.
But this tin cabinet is so small that it is not enough to accommodate one person.
—or rather, a whole person.
Fu Guangbo's legs began to tremble, he hurriedly took two steps back, his eyes fixed on the tin cabinet.
And the "person" in the cabinet seemed to know that he was looking at him, and slapped the cabinet door again: "Crack!"
What is even more alarming is that the cabinet door gradually loosened, and under the impact of the inside, it slowly opened outwards.
Through the gap in the cabinet door, Fu Guangbo could see the existence inside.
It was a face, head down, tucked in an armpit.
This "person" was twisted and twisted all over, his arms wrapped around his neck, and his two legs were twisted in a child's shape, like a twist. His whole head was upside down, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was staring at Fu Guangbo.
It pushed one hand on the door of the tin cabinet and pushed it open, while its twisted body trembled, as if it was about to crawl out of the cabinet, making a "hissing" sound from its throat.
Fu Guangbo shook his hand, but the next second, a figure stood in front of him.
At the same time, the twisted man only felt his hand being held back by the other hand.
Tin Cabinet Ghost: ? ?
Afterwards, the two cabinet doors that opened outwards were pressed hard inside, and the world in the cabinet turned dark again.
Xiao Li just stood up from his workstation, he turned the key of the tin cabinet, locked the door, then pulled out the key, and patted the inside from the outside: "Stay with the inside, don't run out of nothing. ."
disturb his thinking.
The ghost in the tin cabinet: "..."
In the dark cabinet, it adjusted its posture with difficulty, shot its twisted hands tremblingly, and tried to push the cabinet door...
- I really can't push it away!
It was also locked from the outside.