Wen Nasha's roommate, a girl who is also a newbie in the workplace, is not here every Friday to next Monday - going home.

Wen Nasha's house is far away and he goes back once a month.

The roommate's room door was open and the lights were dim.

It must be that I went home, and the person was definitely not there.

Where did the strange sound come from?

What exactly is it?

"Say----Say------"

A sound came again.

The big stone that fell in Wen Nasha's heart was raised to her throat again...

At this time, the lights in the living room flashed without any knowledge - the light tubes flashed occasionally in the past few years.

But in this strange night, she would only add to the fear in her heart.

Wen Nasha once again, the cold air surged over her head...

Sweat all the feet and hands.

"Olivia?"

She tried to call her roommate's name.

"Say----Say------"

There was still a slight noise in response to her.

It was like some small particles, gently hitting the glass...

Wen Nasha quickly turned around and looked behind her.

Confirm that there is nothing behind.

Her back was against the wall, and she picked up the knife next to the water dispenser, which was usually cut vegetables and fruits.

I glanced around in panic, as if something terrible suddenly jumped out in the air.

He is usually very brave.

Tonight was indeed scared.

Could it be someone who made a prank?

The police officers just said that there were no ghosts, that must be the ones who made the mistake!

Wen Nasha was sober at this time that most of the time, and reason finally knew to go home.

"Say----Say------"

The regular sound continues...

She moved along the wall little by little to the door of her roommate's room.

Stand in and look—

The roommate didn't close the window.

The tassels of the curtains were blown up by the wind.

Throw it on the glass one by one.

It made a "shee--shee-----" sound.

Wen Nasha exhaled, reached out and pressed the light inside the door with a "click".

The room was bright and she became much more courageous.

Walk straight to the window, reach out to close the window...

...

Galileo State Investigation Bureau

Six o'clock in the morning.

Office area of ​​the special metering bureau.

Avis pressed half of his face against the keyboard, and his sleeping saliva flowed down again.

Next to the mouse, there is an exquisite chocolate carton upside down.

The shallow empty box is still covered with raw chocolate powder.

It exudes a smooth and leisurely chocolate bean aroma.

After he and Tiger finished their midnight snacks, they returned to the office. Tiger was suddenly called away by the commander on duty.

Go and never come back.

Ivis is really bored.

In the pantry and refrigerator, half a box of raw chocolate was found.

This is delicious, and he almost missed it.

The small box of white plastic foam was sealed tightly, like a biochemical bomb.

He used a knife to cut the sealing film, which also had a bubble plastic shockproof film inside.

If Ivis hadn't smelled this rich and seductive chocolate smell, half a box of chocolates that saved him from the boring sea of ​​bitterness, would have missed it.

He took it out and weighed it, and there was still half a box left.

Open the shallow square paper lid, and the raw chocolate looks like a bear is made vividly.

Pinch one piece and throw it into your mouth.

Ah ~

Connecting in one second, the entrance to the food broadcast world is melting...

It is a top factory of origin, and the raw chocolate made is right!

Avis happily carried back to his seat.

Play with your phone while eating.

Don’t forget to make a cup of Xuan rice tea.

Xuanmi tea with chocolate.

Cool!

All computers of the Bureau of Investigation cannot access the Internet.

As soon as Avis opened the web page, the system reminded him, "Please contact your administrative department."

For public computers that are only open to office areas, you can link to the external network to check information.

There are not many accounts in the entire state bureau that have permission to connect to the external network.

Carl, a dozen detectives, and senior managers.

Leaders can access external web pages through the computer VDI page and accompany the IT department monitoring program.

In the system's Outlook mail system, external emails can be collected and they will never be sent out. They can only send emails to colleagues inside the system.

It is strictly forbidden to take photos on computer screens. The "Informal Confrontation Patch" that interferes with the photoshoot is always a mess.

The night is long, and Tiger doesn't take him to the police.

He couldn't slip to the service hall and watched the auxiliary police officers on duty to receive the call.

I was bored in the office, after eating chocolate, playing with my cell phone for a while, and then fell asleep.

...

Carl's pale face, still covered in a layer of sleepiness, was woken up by Tiger's phone call.

When I arrived at the office, Ivis was still sleeping.

The books Tiger threw for him were piled up at his feet and played with them.

Carl frowned...

New hatred and old hatred are in my heart.

He took out a pair of dark sunglasses from the drawer and hung them in front of Ivis.

Then, from Neil's desktop, go with the electronic lighter.

A slight "click" sound.

Light the lighter.

Put it in front of Ivis, back and forth.

He shouted to the sleeping Ai Zhe's ears and eyes:
To be continued...