Passionate and hateful since ancient times, the origin of good dreams is the easiest to wake up.
Sweet love is like a good dream, and it is also a good dream that is easy to wake up from. When waking up from the dream, some people still had a sweet smile on the corners of their mouths, while others were wet with tears. Love is such a wonderful thing. After two people who are in double love parted, one party may smile freely, but the other party may still sink into bitter love and cannot extricate themselves, and tragedies often arise because of this.
My dear Mu Shenyu, although there is nothing special about romance, but I still have a good hand in investigating cases and arresting culprits, at least I have a police card. The department I belong to is a mysterious department, and it is impossible for ordinary citizens to know the existence of this department through normal channels, because I belong to the Conspiracy Team, a secret team specializing in dealing with supernatural events, although it is nominally under the jurisdiction of the Criminal Investigation Bureau but in fact directly under the command of the Minister.
Well, after introducing myself, it's time to get to the point, this time I'm going to talk about a case related to love. Of course, what can be related to the word "case" is definitely not ordinary love, and what can allow the conspiracy team to intervene in the investigation is by no means an ordinary case.
Early in the morning, my boss, Liang Zheng, the leader of the conspiracy team, threw a file in front of me. I glanced at it roughly, and the contents of the file were that the Daily News Building was haunted frequently, causing people to panic, and calling the police no less than ten times. I closed the file, shrugged and said, "Boss, I'm not a magician. I can't do anything like catching ghosts."
"Don't you often refer cases to ghosts? I'll give you a chance now to see if you have the potential to be a magician." After the boss said, he picked up the newspaper and read the stock reviews.
"What if I can't catch the ghost, but get eaten by the ghost instead?" I joked.
"You can rest assured that I will declare a martyr for you and make your funeral a glorious one." The boss is also ruthless.
"Boss, it seems that I haven't rested for a long time..." I complained. Since I was transferred to the conspiracy team, I haven't had a day off.
He covered his face with the newspaper and muttered to himself, "It has already fallen below 2,000 points. It seems that there is still room to go down. It shouldn't stop falling before 18:00." He has ignored me.
As soon as I walked out of the boss's office, Zhen Zhen asked me if I had a new case, but when I told this over-energized girl that her job was to hunt ghosts this time, her enthusiasm went out immediately. Although this crazy girl has dealt with many strange cases with me, she still has an indescribable fear of illusory ghosts. This is no wonder she, although the title of Sanda champion can make her not afraid of any real opponents, but her fists are useless against the ghosts without real bodies.
When I was about to go to the Daily News Building with her to investigate, I found that Miaomiao was eating breakfast, and I didn't have time to eat this morning because of the snooze, and now my stomach was croaking, so I tricked her into eating a small half of soy milk and fried dough sticks to sacrifice to the five internal organs. temple. Zhen Zhen is quite disdainful of my behavior, but Miaomiao doesn't matter, anyway, her rucksack is full of snacks, and I usually trick me into eating them. In fact, I always thought it was very strange, how can this little girl eat snacks all day without gaining weight, she has reached the age to be a mother, but her body still looks like a middle school student, and she is still a junior high school student.
The Daily Building is located at the junction of the main road and is shaped a bit like a rocket. Standing outside the building, I felt something was wrong, why it seemed so dazzling here. Looking around, I found a shocking and spectacular sight - almost every house in the nearby residential building has a mirror hanging in front of the window, and some even have it hanging in front of the window of the whole building. Looking at the dazzling residential buildings that shone brightly because the mirrors reflected sunlight, I couldn't help but wonder, is it really so violent
According to the information given to me by the boss, there was a murder case in the construction of the foundation of the Daily News Building, because the public generally believed that its feng shui was not good. After the completion, some inexplicable things happened. For example, the elevator would go up to the thirteenth floor for no reason at night. Some employees who worked here claimed that they often found things moving inexplicably, or heard strange noises, and even saw female ghosts appear. Later, at the request of the owner, the property management company invited Mr. Feng Shui to guide the maze, and placed a pair of stone lions at the gate. After having this pair of stone lions, it was indeed normal for a while, but after a while, strange things continued. These strange things mainly happened in the city daily office on the thirteenth floor, and it was the employees of the newspaper office who frequently called the police.
The City Daily is a regional newspaper with a small circulation and moderate influence. Since the haunting incident, people have been panicked, the quality has dropped sharply, and the sales are of course even worse. We found the editor-in-chief Lin Shangwen at the newspaper, and he told us about the haunted situation with a sad face: "There have always been rumors of haunting in this building, but it was just rumors before, and no one really saw a ghost. About a month ago, there were A new security guard found that the elevator was parked on our floor for no reason. He thought a thief had slipped in, so he went up to check, but he saw a female ghost covered in cement, and fainted on the spot. The employees of our newspaper office have encountered strange things one after another, causing everyone to lose the mind to work, and if this continues, the newspaper office will soon be unable to operate."
Next, editor-in-chief Lin plans to introduce us to the staff of the newspaper and ask them to tell us about the strange things they have encountered. However, maybe the breakfast tricked from Miaomiao's mouth is not very clean, and my stomach is making a revolution, so I have to go to the bathroom first to solve this urgent problem.
I usually like to choose the innermost grid, because I feel safer and more at ease, and this time is no exception. Fortunately, there is no one in the bathroom. I like to squat and squat. It's actually a very pleasant thing to get rid of the bondage, put on a horse's stance, light a cigarette, and then rush for a thousand miles. However, when I put the cigarette on, I found the lighter left in the car. Alas, this is the most painful thing in the world!
I was smoking an unlit cigarette, wondering if I should call Zhen Zhen and ask her to get me a lighter. However, I immediately dismissed the idea, because she would probably bring a gas can to me, but not in my hand, but on my head.
Just when I was tormented with smoke and no fire, I suddenly heard the sound of water outside, as if someone was entering the bathroom, so I asked, "Brother, do you have a lighter? Can you lend me a hand?" The other party didn't answer, I just asked Heard hurried footsteps.
Could it be that I entered the women's bathroom, why did the other party run away as soon as they heard my voice? After hurriedly solving the convenient problem, I came out and found that I didn't go anywhere. There is a urinal here, and it is the men's bathroom. I didn't go to the wrong place, so the other party must have gone to the wrong place. A Lancome lipstick left on the washbasin also verified my idea. Maybe if I come out earlier, it will be the beginning of an affair. But it's not too late, this lipstick may let me know its owner.
Returning to the editorial department, editor-in-chief Lin will introduce everyone to us. There are more than 20 employees in the entire editorial department. Among them, three are family members of editor-in-chief Lin. They are his eldest daughter Lin Yiyi, who works as an editor, and her husband, Xiao Jianfeng, who works as an interviewer, and Lin, the second daughter who has just graduated. Ann. It is no wonder that the benefits are so poor.
Among the many employees, four caught my attention, namely Xiao Jianfeng and his wife, proofreader Huang Jing and photojournalist Ning Yuyi. The most eccentric among them is Huang Jing. He just nodded to us when Editor-in-Chief Lin introduced him, but he didn't even look at us or say a word. Xiao Jianfeng and his wife gave people the feeling of being inseparable, while Ning Yuyi was a weird sissy. Xiao and Ning were going out to interview an unexpected incident, and I didn't have time to observe them carefully, so I planned to ask Lin Yiyi and Huang Jing about the situation first.
I don't know if it's because Lin Yiyi has encountered the most strange things, so she's a little nervous, and she loses her nerves when she talks to us. "This building is a monster!" That was the first thing she said to us, and then she told us how crazy this building was—
About a month or so ago, a security guard on our floor was frightened and fainted by a concrete female ghost. After that, strange things continued, and I was the first to suffer.
In the newspaper industry, once there is breaking news, we usually have to work overtime, which is often the case. An old party member in the city died that day, so we had to work overtime to make an album for him and tell his life story.
Although we have a lot of information on this old party member on hand, it will take a lot of time to organize into an album, and we have been busy until the early hours of the morning to organize it. At about 0:20, I felt a little sleepy, so I went to the pantry to pour coffee. Just as I was getting ready to leave, I suddenly felt something fall on top of my head. I reached out to touch it and found that what fell on my head turned out to be grout. I couldn't help but be surprised. This floor has not been renovated recently, so how could there be grout
I looked up involuntarily, the top of my head was facing the air outlet of the central air conditioner, and the grout seemed to fall from it. I was wondering why the grout was falling from the air outlet, when I suddenly found that there were eyes staring at me...
There were several similar encounters after that, but the most terrifying one was the night before. I also had to work overtime that night, because strange things had happened before, so I tried to avoid being alone. But that night, my stomach was a little uncomfortable, and I went to the bathroom frequently. I could ask An An to accompany me once or twice, but I couldn't ask her to accompany me to the bathroom all night without doing other things, right? So, then I had to go alone.
There was no one in the bathroom, so I chose the innermost slot because I was scared (that's weird, just like my habit). Nothing was amiss at first, the bathroom was quiet, nothing but the slight whirling of the exhaust fan, so I wasn't too nervous. However, when I started to get convenient, I heard some strange footsteps. The person who came in seemed to have his feet covered with mud. His steps were very light, but there was a sound of mud splashing every step of the way. I was wondering who was walking in when there was a strange banging sound above my head, and then a lot of mushy stuff fell on me - it was grout! Countless grout splashed everywhere and fell into every corner of the bathroom...
Perhaps because of the embarrassment, Yiyi's subsequent narration was a little awkward, but I could understand what she meant. She was so frightened that she rushed out with her pants in a hurry, and she was even more frightened as soon as she came out, because there was a line of grout shoe prints on the floor, but no one was there.
Because of her terrible experience, no one dared to go to the women's bathroom these two days, not even the cleaners dared to go in to clean up the grout all over the walls and floors. For the police, this is a good thing. The crime scene has not been cleaned up, which means that the evidence has not been destroyed.
I called Yuetong and asked the technical team to come over to help collect evidence. She said she would come right away. Before she arrived, we went to the women's bathroom to observe it. The mottled cement blocks paint an abstract painting like a geometric pattern on the wall. The image is based on the exhaust fan as the center and spreads to the surroundings. In addition, Lin Yiyi heard the strange noise when the incident happened, and the exhaust fan was already in the exhaust fan. The solidified cement on the air fan, I think there must have been a lump of cement slurry thrown onto the exhaust fan.
Throwing grout onto the exhaust fan may have been a contrived prank, but the shoe prints on the floor have me wondering. There is a line of cement shoe prints on the floor, starting from the bathroom door to the center of the bathroom, standing at the position of the last pair of shoe prints and throwing the cement slurry onto the exhaust fan, the angle and distance are very suitable. However, what puzzles me is that there are only shoe prints coming in from the outside, but no shoe prints leaving. That is to say, the perpetrator did not leave after entering the bathroom, but Yiyi said that when she rushed out, she did not see anyone. The perpetrator appears to have disappeared immediately after committing the crime.
I asked Yiyi to fetch a ruler and measured the shoe size of the cement shoe print on the floor to be 36. The regular shoe size range for adults is 35.5 to 47 for women and 38.5 to 48 for men. Those outside this range are basically custom-made, such as Yao Ming's big feet of 55. Ah. From this inference, the owner of the shoe print should be a woman.
The calculation method of shoe size and barefoot length is (shoe size + 10) ÷ 2 = barefoot length, and the barefoot length of a person wearing size 36 shoes should be 23 cm. Taking the length of bare feet × 6.876, it can be concluded that the height of the owner of the shoe print is about 158 cm. However, the accuracy of this calculation method is about 80 to 90%, and it is not absolutely certain. And after I measured the stride distance with a ruler, I found that the shoe size was not in the proper proportion, so I walked along the shoe print, and then let Yiyi and Zhen Zhen walk again.
There are three ways to calculate height by stride:
1. The single step length is more than 166 cm - single step length + barefoot length 1/3
2. The single step length is between 148 cm and 165 cm—single step length + 1/2 barefoot length
3. The single step length is less than 147 cm - single step length + barefoot length 2/3
The single step length of the shoe print is 168 cm, plus one-third of the barefoot length, resulting in a height of 176 cm. However, the stride of the shoe print is longer than the three of us, which means that the owner of the shoe print is taller than us, so it is estimated that its actual height should be about 180 cm.
The owner of the shoe print is a woman who is about 1.8 meters tall. This conclusion makes me feel inexplicable. And Yiyi also said that the tallest woman in the entire newspaper is only about 1.72 meters.
No other valuable clues were found in the bathroom, so I asked Yiyi to take us to the pantry. There is an air outlet for the central air conditioner in the ceiling of the pantry, and a small amount of cement has solidified on the grid, which proves that Yiyi is not lying. The ceiling is not high, so I took off the grid without much effort while standing on the chair. Because I wanted to see what was going on inside the air vent, I found two more chairs and stacked them in a zigzag shape, so that there was enough height for me to put my head in and out of the limelight. However, doing this is also dangerous. Although Zhen Zhen helped hold the chair, she always felt that she would fall over easily.
Stretching my head into the air outlet, I found that it was very dark inside. Although I couldn't see the end of the air-conditioning duct, I couldn't see anything. The pipe is much narrower than I thought, and it is impossible for people to get in, but Yiyi said that there are eyes here. And the cement on the grid also shows that grout once fell from here.
I checked it carefully for a while, and there was no dust or cobwebs that I imagined in the air-conditioning duct, but there were a few cement blocks, and it seemed that there were objects stained with cement slurry crawling here. Is it really haunted? The image of a female ghost covered in cement gradually formed in my mind...