The baby spirit was crying, but that didn't stop its feet from touching the edge of the shredder.
So when the toes could almost feel the humming sound of the blade, the baby spirit was really panicked, it raised the cry, and let out a hoarse scream.
Xiao Li was close to it, and he could clearly hear the hiccups mixed in it, which gave him a headache.
Zheng Yi fights against fans every day: "Are you frightened by this kid? Are you a man? It's okay to cry, still?"
Ye Zeqing's face turned blue with anger, and he took a deep breath: "Oh, I mean this is an infant spirit, a special kind of spiritual body that usually appears in abortion hospitals."
Xiao Li held the baby spirit's neck like a cat, and it felt slippery, like an earthworm.
Yingling continued to cry aloud, and she burst into two snot bubbles when she burst into tears.
Xiao Li looked around, he took a leaflet that had not been contaminated by the baby spirit in his hand, rolled it up against the little yellow book and stuffed it into his pocket, while the other hand carried the baby spirit to the tin cabinet.
The ghost in the tin cabinet was still observing the outside world through the gap, but the gap was too small, and Xiao Li and the others were standing behind the wall again, so that the twisted person couldn't see what was happening outside at all.
But one thing is certain, it heard footsteps from far and near, and howls approaching together.
When Xiao Li opened the tin cabinet door from the outside, he was greeted by the tin cabinet ghost's smile that tried to appear harmless to humans and animals.
… it would be even better if its face wasn’t upside down.
Xiao Li looked inside the cabinet, motioned the tin cabinet ghost to move outside, and then raised his hand and threw the baby spirit inside.
This baby spirit was facing down, thin as a piece of paper, and could easily fall into it.
It was crying and was sad, and was suddenly stuffed into a narrow cabinet, and a distorted face came into view.
Yingling: "... huh?"
The voices in the tin cabinet became more lively, and even brought some echoes when they reached the office, but they did not break through the unlocked tin cabinet.
In this cheerful bgm, Xiao Li swayed his mobile phone to check the table tops and under the chairs of each workstation, and fiddled with the coffee machine on the bar outside the bathroom by the way.
Ye Zeqing: "It's not plugged in."
"I know." Xiao Li pressed the switch, but there was no response. Then he shook the coffee machine again, but there was still no response, "But the printer can print without electricity, and the coffee machine should also be able to..."
However to no avail.
Ye Zeqing: "The printer can print something because of that baby spirit. If you want to make coffee, you may have to expect another ghost, such as a barista who died tragically."
"Then how miserable is the barista? After a tragic death, he still does not forget to make coffee for others?" Fu Guangbo couldn't help but was inspired to complain.
Xiao Li felt a little regretful.
Zheng Yi said, "It's okay, Hercule, next time you come to my house, I'll treat you to top-quality handcrafted coffee."
Xiao Li: "...Forget it, I'm just a little curious."
There is nothing strange about this office other than the entanglement of the coffee machine, and soon, they go to the meeting room opposite.
The conference room sounds big, but since there is no visual obstruction, it can basically be seen at a glance.
Large projectors, round tables, chairs scattered around the round table needed to play PPT...
Nothing special.
As the end office of this office building, the president's office is also open to reincarnators.
Xiao Li grabbed the doorknob, pressed down, and opened President Sun's office.
The display of facilities in the office is the same as in the daytime, except that the window on the side is not closed, and the pot of green plants is placed in the window.
It was about to rain outside, and the dark clouds covered the environment. Just looking at the sky, it looked like a rainstorm was about to happen, but Mr. Sun still didn't close the window, and he didn't care that the raindrops would wet the high-grade carpet in the room.
"Will there be any clues here?" Zheng Yi flashed the pile of documents on the table back and forth with a flashlight, then looked at the window, and suddenly suggested, "How about we look through it?"
Before he finished speaking, he had already started to move, and Fu Guangbo stepped forward to help him.
The documents on the table are mostly contracts, the top one is the contract with "Avna Company".
Zheng Yi held up a flashlight and read out the contract word by word: "Our company signed a friendship agreement with Avna in April this year, and Avna promised to supply our fry..."
Xiao Li didn't go through those things. He roughly scanned the table with his eyes. He didn't find what he was looking for, so he leaned against the window and reached out to touch the objects among the green plants.
There was nothing special about this object when he got closer, Xiao Li lost interest after a few glances, and looked out the window over the green plants.
Looking down at Future Park from this angle, you can see that the lights in the whole park are turned off, but at this time, the pavilions are dimly lit up with scattered lights, as if someone is there.
The lights of the exhibition hall are on and off, and they will not always be maintained at the same brightness.
Xiao Li closed his eyes slightly, and tugged at the green plant with his fingers.
It always feels like he's missing something... what is it
Something subtle, something that can be overlooked if you're not paying attention.
The puppet stood in his pocket, looking at the green plant, hesitating for a while, but still did not come out to save the green plant.
...not flowers after all.
Zheng Yi over there has finished reading the first contract and started to look through the things below.
This time, he learned well, and only picked important readings, ranging from "How Orangutan Breeders Are Recruited" to "The Rise of the New Candy Industry".
When bending over to open the drawer, Zheng Yi looked up at Xiao Li hesitantly.
In the past, these were all done by Xiao Lichong at the forefront. Now Xiao Li was thinking about it as if he was troubled by some problems, so Zheng Yi wanted to help the boss a little bit.
Before opening the drawer, he thought of many possibilities, such as a grimace suddenly popped out of the drawer, and how he would react.
But soon Zheng Yi knew that these imaginations were all in vain.
Because before he opened the drawer, Xiao Li had already opened his eyes and threw away the green leaves in his hands.
"What's wrong? What did you find?" Ye Zeqing didn't join Zheng Yi's "treasure hunt". He had been paying attention to Xiao Li. Seeing that his expression was different, he asked quickly.
Xiao Li raised his hand, put it on his nose, and smelled the smell in his palm. It was a fishy smell unique to plants, which was subtly different from the smell when he wandered downstairs.
His expression moved slightly, and before he had time to rub the green liquid in his palm onto his clothes, someone had already stepped forward and held his hand.
Shen Mizhi took out a tissue from the cardboard box on Mr. Sun's desk, and lowered his head earnestly to wipe Xiao Li's palm.
The fingers belonging to the youth are slender and slender, with distinct bones, even if they are dyed with green plant liquid like they are now, they look like jade paint, which is very beautiful.
The young man put his hand in the palm of his hand, like a rare treasure, and his fingertips lingered in the other's palm, wanting to exert force but not daring to exert force.
Shen Mizhi only wiped it twice before being pulled back by Xiao Li.
"No need," Xiao Li said indifferently, his fingertips hanging by his side curled up naturally, and answered Ye Zeqing's previous question, "Let's go down."
Xiao Li pushed open the door of President Sun's office and walked quickly forward.
The elevator was facing him, but just when Ye Zeqing and the others took it for granted that he was going to take the elevator down, Xiao Li turned left and pushed open the door of the safety stairs.
Zheng Yi and Ye Zeqing, who thought they knew Xiao Li well:? ?
They looked at each other, trotted in three steps and followed: "Why don't you take the elevator?!"
Ye Zeqing knew that Xiao Li's cliff was not because the elevator was dangerous, but maybe it was... To get to the next floor, the stairs should be faster? But he thought about it, maybe the other party could really say "because walking the stairs is better for exercising" with a calm face.
However, Xiao Li's answer was beyond his expectations.
Xiao Li didn't slow down his steps to go downstairs, but at the same time he would also turn his head subtly to look at the corner of the stairs and the triangular opening at the top of the wall.
Ye Zeqing tried to look from his point of view, but couldn't see anything except that the safety stairs needed cleaning.
Xiao Li said, "Didn't you hear?"
His voice was very soft, and he pointed to his ear at the same time.
Ye Zeqing was horrified in an instant.
Even when he was faced with a desperate evil ghost, he didn't have such a feeling that his hair was standing on end, because Xiao Li was there at that time, but now Xiao Li seems to have seen things that he couldn't, and heard some things. Unwarranted sound.
Ye Zeqing turned around and asked the others behind him, "What sound? Did you hear it?"
The others shook their heads together: "No...?"
"Does the cry of the two in the big office count?"
"Don't scare me, boss."
"Hell, are you alright? What did you hear?" Ye Zeqing asked, at the same time he was worried that Xiao Li had been caught by a ghost, and kept hinting at the puppet in his pocket.
Tan Li looked at him blankly.
Xiao Li: "A flowing voice."
Ye Zeqing was at a loss: "What kind of flowing sound? Flow? Air? Why can't I understand it?"
After a while, they had already descended from the 20th floor to the 15th floor, but Xiao Li had no intention of stopping. Sometimes he would suddenly stop moving to listen to the so-called "flowing sound" for a while, and then run down again. .
Zheng Yi didn't dare to disturb him at first, but when they approached the bottom, the expression on Xiao Li's face was no longer so subtle, and he said: "Hell, what are you listening to? Is it only you who can hear it? Why don't we feel anything?"
This time Xiao Li thought about it and said, "The sound of water flowing."
Soon, he denied himself again: "It shouldn't be water, it's some kind of more turbid liquid, and some fixedly mixed together, along the water pipe, has been 'moving'-"
Xiao Li stopped halfway through his words. He stopped in front of the escape gate on the first floor and did not directly reach out to pull the door.
Because outside the door, an obliquely long shadow with a height far exceeding that of ordinary people was reflected on the door.