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Chapter 67 The Weird Desk Pocket

"Hey, Mr. Huo, wait for me." I watched Bai Qi striding towards the top of the building, and I quickly took steps to follow.

But as soon as I took a step, the corner of my clothes made a tingling sound. I cursed in my heart that I was unlucky.

When I looked down, I saw that the hem of my shirt, which was too long, had torn a big hole. The culprit was a long nail embedded in the front of the armrest.

There were still a few red threads left on the nails. I reached out my hand in confusion and twisted the red threads off.

What kind of line is this? I rubbed the red line between my fingers in confusion. Although it felt very familiar, I couldn't figure it out for a while.

No matter what, I threw a few strands of red thread to the ground. I raised my feet and chased Bai Qi, who was already halfway up the stairs.

Because the handrail was extremely loose, I didn't dare to hold it while walking. I could only shine the light of my flashlight on the path under my feet and walk upward bit by bit.

Bai Qi was walking in front of me, shining his flashlight straight ahead without fear. It could be seen from his hand tightly squeezing the red talisman that he was also a little nervous.

We Qianmen live by gambling and cheating, and we rarely have anything to do with these ghosts and the like.

"Wait a minute," when I followed Bai Qi onto the floor of the second floor, Bai Qi stretched out his arm and stopped me.

I looked up at Bai Qi in confusion, and glanced around the entire second floor unconsciously. The layout on the second floor seemed more formal, with clean and tidy desks neatly distributed in the center of the second floor.

All in all, there are more than forty pictures.

On the side of the wall are individual offices made of frosted glass.

The entire second floor looked very normal. I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"Look carefully at those tables." Bai Qi said with some determination. I quickly squinted my eyes to look at those tables.

"There's no difference, no!" I said calmly, but when I noticed a certain detail, the last two words in my words were basically what I said in a sharp voice.

I almost screamed out loud.

I tried hard to calm down my nervousness and prevent my heart from beating too fast. At this time, I just felt that my heart was about to pop out of my throat.

"Did you notice it?" Bai Qi said to me with a smile. I nodded in horror and moved my heels to Bai Qi's side.

"Why, why can this table that hasn't been cleaned for months be so clean?" I frowned and explained the doubts I just noticed.

Bai Qi said: "That can only mean that someone comes to clean here every day." Suddenly, Bai Qi changed the topic and continued: "I just don't know if the person who comes here to clean is a living person."

As Bai Qi spoke, he pointed to our footprints on the ground. Because no one had cleaned the floor for a long time, a thick layer of dust fell on the floor. When we walked on it, we left clear footprints.

I smiled flatteringly: "Master Huo, please don't speak so eloquently, it's very scary."

Even though I said this, I could actually make a guess, but I just didn't want to say it out loud.

I was scared by Bai Qi just once, and I still haven't recovered from it.

"What are you afraid of? I'm still here." Bai Qi looked at my timid appearance and gave me a shudder. She pointed at the desks and said, "Come on, let's go over and take a look."

I nodded and agreed with Bai Qi. Then I stretched my arms in a gesture of invitation and said, "Master Huo will go first, hehe."

Bai Qi snorted at me, said, "Follow me," and started walking toward the desk in the center of the second floor.

I held the hidden knife and flashlight tightly in my hands and followed his lead.

When we reached the table at the end, I noticed another suspicious point.

When I was standing at the top of the stairs just now, I clearly saw that there was no trace of dust on these desks. But when I got closer, I realized that except for the two tables at the edge, all the tables in the back were dusty.

A thick layer of gray.

I looked down at the extremely clean table and subconsciously touched it with my hand. Suddenly, a sticky feeling came from my fingers.

Hey, I feel conflicted from the bottom of my heart. This kind of stickiness makes people very uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Bai Qi turned his flashlight from other tables to this table. Only then did I see why we thought these two tables were extremely clean.

Because both tables were covered and wrapped by a thin layer of transparent sticky substance, and this transparent sticky substance continued to emit waves of fishy smell.

At that moment, I tightened my nose and cursed secretly: "What's going on with this table? Why is it so smelly?"

Bai Qi also had a displeased look on his face. He also covered his nose, pointed at the two strange tables and said, "Did you hear any noise?"

Why are these two tables strange?

Because except for these two tables, the other tables are scattered and placed. But these two are placed side by side.

After hearing what Bai Qi said, I immediately shook my head. I really didn't hear anything.

Bai Qi's face darkened, he punched me and said, "Close your eyes and listen carefully."

I quickly closed my eyes and listened carefully to everything around me with my two ears. After half a minute, I finally caught the strange sound Bai Qi mentioned.

There was a constant rustling sound coming from the pockets of the two tables in front of us, like the sound of something heavy rolling over dry leaves.

I opened my eyes suddenly, nodded towards Bai Qi, and then pointed at the table with my finger.

Coincidentally, Bai Qi and I took a step back at the same time.

‘What should I do now?’ I asked Bai Qi while lip-syncing.

Bai Qi raised his head, glanced at the table and said: 'I'll count one, two, three, let's kick it over together, let its table pocket cover the ground, and then take a look at what's inside. How about it?'

I gave a thumbs up.

Bai Qi immediately shouted: one, two, "three!"

When the word "three" came out of Bai Qi's mouth, he and I took a step forward in unison, then raised our legs high and stepped towards the table!

bump--

As Bai Qi and I retracted our legs in unison, the table fell down.

As we expected, the table pocket hit the ground straight. No matter what was hidden in the table pocket, it couldn't get out.

I excitedly ran to the table in a few steps, stepped on the table pocket and said, "Master Huo, knock on it."

"Yeah," Bai Qi nodded, and then took out a pair of black sunglasses from his backpack. I looked at him confused.

I saw him put on his sunglasses and lowered his head to look at the table pocket.

I looked at him speechlessly. It was already dark inside this building. Why was he still wearing sunglasses? Can he still see?

However, why do these sunglasses look so familiar? I looked at the glasses carefully and then I remembered that they turned out to be thermal ion glasses.
Chapter completed!
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