Old Yan was slapped in the face this time, looking ashamed and embarrassed, but that black dog face was still pretty awesome. He and Long Shaohui were the only two people who could be so awesome, and one had to admire them.
He shook his head and said, "Let's go upstairs." Then he walked towards the elevator.
I grabbed him and said, "The elevator is not working now. Take the stairs!" I felt that Old Yan was in a bad mood and had lost his judgment. After the accident, people were rushing out. How could we squeeze in? An old stupid dog!
He nodded, followed me to the left, and entered the stairs. I immediately heard the sound of running in the corridor, and the little white flag flew down. Two security guards were desperately chasing behind. These two guys were very dedicated. They dared to chase such a weird little white flag. If it were me, I would pretend not to see it.
I stretched out my hand and recited a spell, taking back the small white flag. The two security guards were exhausted from the torture, and ran up to us, glaring at me, but they were so tired that they could only gasp for breath and could not speak.
Old Yan explained for me: "He is the assistant I hired."
The two security guards knew him, and when they heard that I was the assistant hired by the master, they immediately showed respect to me, but they were still panting and couldn't say a word. We didn't have time to pay attention to them, so we squeezed past them and went upstairs.
I don't know which floor the man who just died fell from, but I know Xia Muchun's department is on the eighth floor. Old Yan obviously knew this too. We both walked up silently. When we got to the eighth floor and wanted to go in, we were blocked by the anti-theft lock. This thing requires swiping the employee card to open the door. Fuck his second uncle, do you think it's easy to get to the eighth floor
Old Yan looked at me and was at a loss. Did he have to go down and take the elevator after climbing so high? That would be stupid.
I called San Ya out and asked her to break the door lock. The little girl was actually worried and pouted at me and said, "Brother, if you break the door, what if you get caught as a thief?" I almost fainted. You little devil, are you afraid of being caught
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. You have this uncle here to take care of you. He is Uncle □□'s friend and he won't arrest you." I said, pointing at Old Yan.
San Ya said "Oh" half-believingly, stretched out her little devilish hand, and broke the anti-theft lock, then hurriedly slipped back into the flag, as if afraid that someone would catch her.
Old Yan shook his head helplessly at me, opened the door and went in. I followed behind him. Oh, what a heavy yin energy! The whole corridor was filled with wisps of black mist. After killing people, the evil energy didn't even weaken. Did he want to kill more people
When I took out the compass, Old Yan also took out his. When we looked at each other, we couldn't help but laugh. I thought to myself, if you use this thing, I won't use it, lest I, the successor of ghost stories, become the same as you Yin-Yang masters. I called San Ya again and asked her if she smelled the evil spirit. San Ya said she smelled it, so I said, well, go chase the real owner, no matter what you see, don't stay, come back and report to me immediately.
Sanya nodded her little head, retracted her body, and the little white flag took off, rushing straight forward along the corridor. Old Yan saw that my weapon was advanced, smiled bitterly, and put away the compass. We walked in side by side, turning our heads to look left and right as we walked.
Isn't the evil spirit too strong? I muttered to myself, this situation is as bad as the evil corpse complaining about the world. Normal evil spirits can't make such a big scene, and he is a powerful one, how come I can catch up with the powerful ones
Turning into the office area, although it was not dark outside, the light inside the building was poor. The incandescent lamps on the roof were on, but it looked very dim, as if there were only a few small bulbs of a few watts hanging on the roof. The Yin-Yang Eyes would not be effective for less than half an hour. At present, I could only see the ghost energy surging, but I had not found any ghosts.
At this moment, the small white flag suddenly appeared out of nowhere. I didn't even see clearly which direction it came from, and then it flew in front of me at the speed of a rocket.
San Ya poked half of her head out from inside and said in panic, "There's... there's a ghost!"