See You Tonight, Master Su

Thinking of his unfathomable eyes, and the viciousness and complexity that were almost identical to Su Minglang's...

She was inexplicably worried about Zuo Ai.

Cheung street, that man, was not something Zuo Ai's intelligence could control. However, when it comes to relationships, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. No one can say it clearly. What if two people really want to achieve a good relationship?

So, she didn't mention it.

Of course, most importantly, Zuo Ai was not her friend, and she had no position to remind...

"What's that smell?" Walking along the windy hallway, Zuo Ai sniffed and fanned in front of him.

Tong Hua frowned and sniffed. "Who burned paper money?"

The air was filled with the smell of burning stygian paper...

Some people died, or some people dreamed of their dead relatives. They would burn paper money to worship and appease the dead. This wasn't a big deal at first, but this was a foreign country, a very modern company. It didn't make sense to make such a fuss in broad daylight.

Moreover, the rainy air was particularly humid. The smell of burning paper mixed in the air, not only a little prickly nose, but also added a sinister and horrible smell.

At this time, most of them were still at work, and the apartment was even quieter.

The two of them slowed down, their footsteps pattering in the corridor, empty and strange.

Zuo Ai swung his dripping umbrella a little closer to tong tian.

"Crackle -"

Suddenly, a loud noise came from behind. Zuo Ai shrieked in fear, his back stiff and his face as white as paper.

Tong Hua frowned, grabbed her arm and looked away.

Whew!

It turned out that because of the heavy rain outside today, the wind that passed through the hall suddenly closed an open window. The crash of the window lattice scared her to this extent.

Tong Hua laughed. "You're not, are you?"

Frowning, Zuo Ai called out to her again and asked carefully.

"Tong Hua, do you think there really is a ghost?"

Looking at her suppressed panic, Tong Hua was angry and amused. "If there's no ghost in my heart, there's no ghost."

Glancing at her, Director zuo felt a little embarrassed in front of her composure. She adjusted her clothes, tidied up her emotions, cleared her throat and said seriously.

"I don't believe in ghosts either."

Tong Hua chuckled, meaning, "The human heart is far more terrifying than the ghost heart."

Zuo Ai pursed her lips, snorted, and mocked her in a low voice. "Again showing off knowledge."

Tong Hua was amused and simply stopped talking.

The two of them quickly walked to the room where diver was now.

Since last night, diver had been huddled under the covers and had not eaten breakfast or lunch. It looked like he was scared out of his wits. A colleague was beside him, talking to him. Seeing Zuo Ai and Tong Hua come in, the colleague got up and called out to Director zuo. Then he nodded at tong liang and smiled as he pulled the duvet.

"Diver, madam and Director zuo are here to see you."

His body was shivering in the blanket, and not only did he not come out, he was even more trapped in the blanket.

Director zuo was stunned. Although she was a little upset, she was still the leader and her tone was calm.

"Diver, come out and eat something first. It's time for you to go to work. You are a top student in a high school. How can you not know where the ghosts come from? Get up quickly. Don't be afraid. Look at us. We're all here with you. The president's wife is here too."

With that, she gave Tong Hua a look.

It means... It's her turn.

Tong Hua didn't say much. He asked another colleague for a towel from doved. He used the basin to bring in hot water, dipped the towel in hot water, sat down beside the bed of doved, pulled open his quilt, and slowly wiped his face.

The temperature of hot water, which helps to circulate blood, also makes people feel at ease and calm.

For people who are deeply immersed in their own world, hot water is a good medicine to connect with reality.

After washing his face, diver sneezed and seemed to have sobered up a lot. He sniffed and his pale face recovered a lot. He said something inexplicably.

"Madam, you smell so good..."

Tong Hua chuckled and patted him on the shoulder. "You can't just say that." Su Minglang was the biggest vinegar jar in the world.

But at this moment, the cleverness on his body was clearly gone.

Tong Hua put the towel away and saw that Zuo Ai was pulling the colleague to ask why someone came to burn the paper, so she casually started to talk to dove. "Aren't you brave? The last time something so big happened at the company, you were all in the front. How did you get scared and wet your pants?"

Diver knew that Tong Hua knew something about psychology, and he wasn't afraid of Tong Hua during this time.

But when he looked around, he still looked a little frightened.

After a while, he swallowed hard, pressed his throat, and said mysteriously, "Madam president, I'm not lying to you. I really saw light... It must be him. I didn't see it wrong. I won't be mistaken if this guy turns to ashes. I used to sleep with him in the same room... For two months... Playing football together every day, and I'm a good friend..."

Tong Hua looked at him gently, then touched his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Diver, how are you doing recently?"

His pupils shrank, and he reached out to grab the messy hair. Then he pulled the quilt in horror and covered his neck. He shook his head nervously at her.

"Madam, I'm not sick..."

It would be strange if he was not sick!

Tong Hua looked at him in shock, and it was obvious that something was wrong. However, she did not point it out and only comforted him and coaxed him in a low voice.

"Diver, tell me what happened last night?"

When he mentioned what happened last night, the horror in his eyes became even more obvious, like a protagonist who had entered a supernatural event. He shrank his neck and spoke carefully, his voice not too loud, with a quiver.

"Last night, when the lights went out and the whistle blew, I fell asleep... And then I..."

He looked up at her and suddenly blushed.

Tong Hua looked grave. "If you want me to catch ghosts for you, you can't hide it from me. Tell me exactly."

He lowered his eyelids and lowered his voice. "A few of the other guys in the other room have all fallen asleep, but during the day, I read a comics that I brought in... That comics are... That kind of comics, that kind of comics. Then I couldn't sleep, so I secretly shot him in the quilt. Then she wanted to wash up, so she didn't want to wake them up by turning on the lights, so she pushed the door and went out alone. The bathroom was at the other end of the corridor. The lights were turned off and it was a little dark. As soon as I walked to my old dormitory alone, I saw a figure..."

As if he had thought of something scary, he shivered.

"Standing alone in the dark corridor, he is light. I was trembling with fear, he said, and he smiled at me and said,'diver, you hit again. It's a gun. Be careful. Everyone is dead.... I was scared out of my wits. I turned around and ran away, with his laughter behind me. I was so scared..."

Tong Hua observed his expression and patted him on the shoulder.

"When the other students got up, did anyone see him?"

Light shook his head. "No, no one saw me. They didn't believe me..."

Tong Hua nodded and comforted her by saying that she believed. Then he turned around and went back to the colleague.

"Which of you came home late from the night shift last night? Is the apartment door closed?"

The colleague said and nodded. "Last night, I was working overtime and it was raining heavily... I came back very late, but there was no movement at night, so I went back to my room to sleep. Then the dorm roared. When I ran over, the door was still closed, but I looked at the window in the hallway as if it hadn't been closed... It could have been blown open by the wind!"

Window?! Open...

Or it's just a delusion.

Or maybe someone really came in, but what's the point of him pretending to be light to scare people?

Everyone has to have a motive to do something. If this was man-made, what was the purpose?

Tong Hua thought for a moment and then asked diver, "You didn't turn on the lights. You said it was dark in the hallway. How did you know that he was light?"

When she asked him this question, he seemed stunned. After a while, he shivered under the covers and said with certainty, "I can't hear wrong. That's light. And, the night before he died, I said the same thing to him..."

The night before light died?

Tong Hua was shocked. After all, she wasn't a police officer. She wasn't really that brave. She had thought that her colleagues in the company were under too much pressure, but she didn't expect that there would be such a thing. She pulled him and asked carefully.

"So, you saw light that night?"

He shook his head again and recalled, "That night, when light came back here, I wasn't asleep... I asked him in a low voice what he was doing, and he kept his head shut. I just laughed at him. Was he hitting again? He was shot and jokingly cursed him with his hand. If you shoot too many guns, you'll get the best. Everyone will die."

"...

Seeing that tong liang was silent, light's back stiffened and he suddenly said another sentence.

"Light said one last word to me."

"What is it?"

"He's going to die... He has to drag me to the back! As a result... He died the next day..." At this point, he couldn't help but tremble.

Tong Hua frowned, then selectively tried to find a topic to calm him down. It was already half an hour before he was finally persuaded to get up and eat normally. After thinking about the connection, she asked Zuo Ai.

"Director zuo, look, do you want to call the police?"

Call the police? Zuo Ai didn't know anything about the last case, so he shook his head suspiciously. "There's nothing wrong with this... What did the police say? Let the police catch ghosts?"

Tong Hua's mouth twitched and said nothing more.

Zuo Ai was right. It was just a case of a company employee. It was useless to call the police.

Seeing that he had finished his meal, she seemed to be in a much better mood. She asked the colleague to get the key, opened the room where light lived before he died, and walked around alone. Since there had been no one to live in that room, no one had to clean it. It was still the same as before. There was a thick layer of dust on the bed and desk.

In the middle of the desk was a photo of light.

Zuo Ai also realized that the person who had just burned the paper was this colleague. He was from china and had such a custom. He did not change it here.

What he meant was to use this to appease him... But Tong Hua also saw fear in his eyes.

When she left the dormitory, Zuo Ai took her to the office building with an umbrella. When she was about to go upstairs, he stopped her again. "Tong Hua, what do you think about this?!"

Tong Hua's lips curled up. "If it's not human, there's only one possibility. Because of what light said before he died, he had a serious psychological disorder. He always felt that light would come to him. His nerves were in a state of depression and anxiety, but he could not get rid of it. Over time, it leads to fantasies."

"You mean... He imagined it himself?"

Looking at Zuo Ai's pale, uncertain face, Tong Hua almost burst out laughing.

"I didn't say that. I mean, that's the only way to explain it, other than the possibility of human intervention. Otherwise..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly took a step closer and stared at Zuo Ai's face. "Do you believe in ghosts?"

Zuo Ai glared at her, his back trembled again, and he left.

Next, Tong Hua was ready to give him psychological counseling and asked the colleague to take him to a separate office. This was her serious matter. Tong Hua did not expect that he had only sent him during his pregnancy, but he did not expect that it would really come in handy. Tong Hua was very happy and immediately thought of his daughter. She missed her very much, but now there are many more here. A Bai Jia, and Su Minglang, the unfaithful Ershu, were really worrisome. It was better to let his daughter stay in the country for a while longer. Zuo ai, on the other hand, held a simple regular meeting, which basically told everyone not to spread rumors, and once again asked the security department to strengthen the security work in the company's apartment. The number of night shifts in the dormitory increased from one to two.

The ceo's office on the 23rd floor of m & h.

Gu Ji sat in front of Su Minglang and was reporting the news to him.

A month had passed since he had placed Bai Jia in his apartment in Pulang, as Su Minglang had instructed. But during this time, bai jia never went out at all. Every day, he would stay at home reading, occasionally surfing the internet, as quiet as if there was no such thing.

No one contacted her, nor did she contact anyone. According to her caretakers, she was left in a state of oblivion, apart from asking to see Su Minglang a few times.

Now that their cooperation has entered the right track, the cooperation plan has also begun to prepare, and all the preparations have been prepared, so they will certainly pay high attention to the theft of the heart is not dead. However, the vampire, as if he had disappeared out of thin air, did not move at all.

It was also because recently, the information that Su Minglang had obtained was indeed very angry. The mole actually came from his own company, but before he could ask anything, the other side already knew about the exposure. Light was already dead. It seems that there are still their people in the company.

But... Why would light want this picture?

Su Minglang's eyes darkened. He looked at him and asked in a deep voice, "Did you see that map in his belongings after light died?!"

Gu Ji shook his head and his face darkened.

With a low smile, Su Minglang's dangerous foxy eyes suddenly narrowed. "Go and talk to Director zuo about this. Check it out. Do it yourself." After all, light was part of Zuo Ai's department, and Zuo Ai was probably the one who knew it best.

"Yes!"

Taking into account the promise and seeing his calm face, he frowned and changed the subject.

"President, what about Bai Jia?"

Su Minglang raised his eyebrows and looked at him. He was wicked and relaxed. "Wait!"

"Wait?"

Su Minglang tapped his finger on the desk and replied, "Patience is a must for good agents!"

"President, should we take the initiative?" She pursed her lips. "For example, ask Bai Jia to contact Sudong."

Su Minglang narrowed his gloomy eyes and turned his head, staring out the window at the ceaseless rain. The corners of his evil lips slowly curved into a charming arc, and his voice was neither light nor heavy.

"If an expert is skilled, it is better to be quiet than to move."

"But..." Gu Ji's tone was obviously hesitant.

With a slight smile, Su Minglang rubbed his forehead. "Gu Ji, what are you worried about?!"

Gu ji's expressionless face was slightly uncomfortable. However, he knew what he was thinking and could never escape Su Minglang's eyes, so he simply stopped trying to cover it up and straightened his face.

"I'm afraid madam will misunderstand... If she finds out."

Whatever the reason, whether Su Minglang himself had been to Pulang or not. However, Su Minglang was in charge of all Bai Jia's expenses. If Tong Hua had known about this, it was hard to guarantee that he would not have any thoughts. And Gu Ji, he didn't want her to get hurt at all.

Her fingers paused, and Su Minglang's thin lips pursed slightly.

"She's Tong Hua's sister, my eldest aunt."

"Otherwise..." Gu Ji couldn't say what was strange, but he just felt uncomfortable. After some thought, he suggested in a low voice, "Otherwise, president, shall we tell madam?"

Su Minglang frowned and looked at him. After a long time, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I told her, do you believe that she would take someone to her villa?"

"... Gu Ji was speechless.

Su Minglang rubbed his forehead, the smile on his face gone, and his body was filled with a strange chill.

"She values her emotions. She can't be used."

Gu Ji's heart tightened and he nodded, feeling that what he said was not unreasonable. If Tong Hua had to know that she had a twin sister, he would take care of her even more. The child had never seen his sister, and now that his parents were gone, the two of them must have seen each other. Tong Hua had at least seen Li Xiao, Bai Jia had never seen her, and Bai Jia and Suzie had her hands. How many things would that lead to?

If you say you don't want to hurt me, it might hurt even more.