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Chapter 101
Let the group of inspectors who followed closely behind him disperse first to maintain the workers.The main thing is to keep them from running around.It is not a good thing to handle the case later and attract a lot of attention.

However, not all the inspectors dispersed, and a few remained, staring at Wu Qing and Shi Dahai with uneasy eyes.

Reassuring the few people in place, Wu Qing secretly held the compass in his hand, went left and right, and finally fixed his eyes on the shadow of the building on the right behind the low wall that divided the factory area in two.

Hidden in the night, I can't see the appearance of this small building in detail, so I can only guess from the height, about three stories high.

Putting away the compass carefully, and returning to the people, Wu Qing asked the deputy director,
"What is that building used for?"

The deputy factory manager's face became weird since Wu Qing pointed at the building with his finger, and before he opened his mouth, he hesitated and said,

"That building used to be a cafeteria."

"original?"

"It's closed now."

Wu Qing smiled, "Did something strange happen?"

The deputy factory manager knew that he did not hide his expression before, so he nodded, "Yes"

"What's weird?"

The deputy factory manager showed a smile that was mixed with fear and embarrassment, as if he felt that the words that came out of his own mouth were somewhat disrespectful.

The son is silent and strange.Dagan Republic of China also had a similar cultural atmosphere. The deputy director of the factory thought he was wearing a long gown and had a certain social class. Why, “There are ghosts.”

"I don't think you are ignorant. How can you believe in this theory of ghosts and gods? Ghosts narrate human affairs. Describe grievances, but use ghosts to stab greed and abuse. Don't take it seriously."

Wu Qing recited the words in the confidentiality regulations smoothly, pondered for a moment, and said,

"Forget it, it's all here, I want to see who is pretending to be a ghost."

Just like a young policeman who is nosy out of curiosity.

The deputy factory manager showed an awkward yet polite smile.Listen to Wu Qing again,

"Tell me exactly what happened in that building."

It was the day before yesterday, a cook died in the workers' cafeteria on the first floor.

In this year of chaos and turmoil, where human lives are so insignificant, it is not uncommon for a person to die.

If a cook died, he didn't take it to heart.Unexpectedly, strange things happened frequently that day. Footsteps and beasts neighing could be heard in the building. The day before yesterday, two famous cooks died in the cafeteria. Their faces and bodies were full of blood holes, as if they had been bitten Same.

Our factory sent four inspectors in, armed with guns. They didn't want to see any movement all night, but in the daytime the next day, they found that these four people had died inside, in the same manner as the first two cooks.

Our factory had no choice but to move out the corpses of the two cooks and four inspectors who died later, but only the cook who died first could not be seen.After that, the building had to be temporarily closed.

Wu Qing, who heard this quietly, asked calmly,
"Your factory doesn't dare to let people in official clothes come in, but it doesn't mean that you don't even have a hush money for a Taoist priestess?"

The deputy factory manager said awkwardly, "I planned to ask for it tomorrow."

Compared with ghosts who can use evil methods unscrupulously, because of the limited number of yin and yang energy ticks, and the salt police who are afraid of entering the Bliss Gate.Its strength on the mysterious journey is much inferior to that of ghosts.

However, the advantage of the salt patrols of the second anti-smuggling team lies not only in the ammunition that can be used in unlimited quantities, but also in the fact that if they feel that the ghosts are fierce during the early investigation, and they are not sure that they can take them down unscathed, they can also call for luck. support.

Therefore, preliminary investigation is a very important part.However, the message from the deputy factory manager cannot be said to be useless, it can only be said to be useless.

People who saw Xie Chong died in the cafeteria building. Doesn't that mean that no one knows what's going on inside?
Wu Qing asked again,
"What was the name of the chef who died first?"

The bodies of the others were all brought out, but the body of the chef who died first was nowhere to be seen.Most of the ghosts haunting the cafeteria were transformed from the first cook ghost.

The deputy factory manager thought for a long time: "Hiss...it seems to be called, what is Deng?"

It has been so many days since the accident, and even the name of the missing chef is still "like".

Wu Qing shook his head, "Call someone who is familiar with the terrain of that building."

The deputy factory manager quickly called one of the inspectors behind him, "Xiao Jiang."

He also said to Wu Qing, "He is in charge of maintaining security in the cafeteria building."

Migrant workers are treated poorly, and the food they distribute can only barely satisfy their hunger, and looting occurs frequently.In the cafeteria, there were a few inspectors dedicated to maintaining law and order.

Wu Qing carefully interrogated the inspector Xiaojiang. Xiaojiang flinched and explained the terrain of the cafeteria building, the first chef's room to die, the two chefs who died later, and the death locations and forms of the four inspectors. Know with Wu Qing.

A huge cafeteria must have more than one inspector to maintain law and order.The fear on Xiaojiang's face can be imagined, where it came from
Wu Qing finally asked, "What was the name of the chef who died first? Before he died, was there anything wrong? How did he die?"

"I don't know what his real name is. Everyone calls him lame old Deng. As for before he died, there was something wrong..."

Xiao Jiang looked up at the sky with his eyes, and after thinking for a while, "He ate too much for dinner that day. Eight or nine steamed buns were poured in a large bucket of cold water, and his stomach was as distended as a ball. He kept yelling, his stomach hurt, and he didn't have time to send it away." Doctor, he died before that night. He must have been strangled to death."

"ate too much?"

"Ah, yes, lame old Deng was originally a beggar worker in our factory. The last cook quit. Old Deng said he could cook, so he temporarily let old Deng take over."

Wu Qing grunted, and looked at Shi Dahai to see if he had anything else he wanted to ask.

Shi Dahai didn't say a word, and put his palm on the young Chen Xiaowen's shoulder.

That means I have no opinion on my own question.

Wu Qing looked back,

"You just stand here, don't move around at will..."

Seemingly sensing the uneasy gaze of the young Chen Xiaowen, Wu Qing finally ordered,

"My colleagues and I will go back as soon as we go. If we come out later and see that this little devil is not here, we will not have good fruit for you."

Wu Qing's last words were for the deputy factory manager, and also for Shi Dahai.

Only then did Shi Dahai put his hand off Chen Xiaowen's shoulder.Looks as usual.

Leave the people with different expressions far behind.Wu Qing and Shi Dahai walked through the low fence that divided the factory area into two, and entered the dark canteen building.

…………

On the street corner outside Qiliu Factory, a black car was parked.

Turn off the lights, and disappear in the shadows between the buildings.

There are five people in the car plus the driver in the driver's seat.

But there was only one person without a mask.

The only person not wearing a mask was the director of the Qiliu factory. He was sitting in the back seat of the car, sandwiched between a mask with a painted face and a white face, trembling, wiping the unstoppable cold sweat on his face with a handkerchief. But he still couldn't stop the sweat from dripping down his thick chin.

In the driver's and co-pilot's seats in the front row, there is a yellow face mask and a black face mask.

The four masks are rough in style, and traces of carving can be vaguely seen.Large smears of color are gorgeous enough to be tacky.

Black, evil spirits are ferocious.

Huang, a urchin with a crooked mouth.

Bai, a clown with a smirk.

Flowers, a half-face mask that covers the eyes, and a row of teeth like a wooden comb on the lower edge.

Like a group of evil.

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