Yang Ke turned on the faucet and rushed to his fingers, but strangely, there was not even a scratch on his fingers, let alone the wounds.

Things became more and more weird.

Yang Ke suddenly felt an inexplicable panic. He hurriedly wanted to take off the blood bottle pendant, but every time he took it off to his ear, the blood bottle pendant would automatically be worn back to his neck.

"Why can't you take off the grass?"

He completely lost his inch and felt that the world in front of him had become no longer real.

After struggling several times in a row, Yang Ke leaned against the wall with all his strength. He realized that he was being targeted by something, and it was something he had never believed in in the past.

Ring lyrics!

The sound of the alarm clock rang again. Because she was worried that she would not get up in the morning, Yang Ke set up a backup alarm clock.

The harsh alarm clock made Yang Ke come back from despair. He looked at the phone ringing in the bed outside the bathroom, thinking that if he didn't go to work today, he would be deducted 800 yuan for attendance. He realized that compared to the unknown fear, the pressure of survival was equally urgent for him.

Anyway, the blood bottle pendant does not pose any threat to him at the moment. I will leave it alone and let it talk about it when I come back from work.

Yang Ke's ability to accept was pretty good. He quickly cheered himself up, washed up carefully, and then cleaned up the stubble.

Change your clothes and go out to work.

[Today's orange fog warning, please pay attention to road safety, drivers pay attention to changes in fog, and drive carefully]

Today's weather is being played on the subway.

The foggy weather has lasted for about ten days, usually for half a day and will gradually dissipate by noon.

However, the fog seemed to be getting thicker day by day. When Yang Ke came out just now, the visibility of the fog was only about one hundred meters at most.

[Chuangxin North Station has arrived. Passengers who need to transfer to Line 3 can transfer here. I wish you a happy life]

Arrived at the site.

Yang Ke withdrew his thoughts and got off the subway.

His job is to be an editor at a Uncanny Valley novel company. He has been doing it for nearly two years. If it weren't for the recent nightmare, his current development momentum would be pretty good.

When we arrived at the company, some employees already went to work early.

The editor at Yang Ke's adjacent workstation is named Meng Yuanhang. He has been in the company for less than half a year and works very hard on weekdays.

When he came in, Meng Yuanhang was holding fried dough sticks in his mouth and was sorting out some important manuscripts.

When Meng Yuanhang saw Yang Ke, he quickly took the fried dough sticks and said, "Brother Yang, you are here. Didn't you eat breakfast today? I bought more than one of them here, do you want to eat it?"

Looking at Meng Yuanhang's energetic appearance, Yang Ke suddenly became a little envious of him.

He was like this not long ago.

Yang Ke shook his head and said, "You eat, I'm not hungry."

Although he made up his mind to think about the blood bottle pendant after get off work, how could he really not care?

The heaviness on his neck was real, so he really had no appetite.

Yang Ke sat in the workstation, turned on his computer, and logged into the editor's account, and there were indeed a lot of submissions in his email.

He didn't care about it for the time being, but opened several messages about the chat message first, one of which was sent by his great author Zhang Youcheng.

Zhang Youcheng has achieved his career early and his family is happy. He likes to show his love in front of others, and he will not let it go even in chat messages.

But the messages sent by Zhang Youcheng in recent days always feel a bit strange.

Yang Ke opened Zhang Youcheng's chat interface and started from the chat history he felt strange for the first time.

2020.6.7.

Zhang Youcheng: Editor Yang, I feel like my home is smelly, but I have been searching for a day but I haven’t found the source of the odor. I am almost crazy.

Yang Ke: Is something broken in the kitchen?

Zhang Youcheng: It is possible, I'll go and have a look.

Then Zhang Youcheng sent a emoticon of his son, which was covered with three words "Mumoda".

2020.6.8.

Zhang Youcheng: Editor Yang, I cleaned my house today. I have to say that my wife is really capable. After cleaning the house inside and out, it is like a new home. Even if I feel much more comfortable, I feel much more comfortable.

He posted a photo of him taking a photo with his wife. In the photo, the couple looked very happy in front of the camera and looked very happy.

However, Yang Ke remembered that the other party had posted this photo before, which was somewhat inconsistent with his habit of taking new photos.

2020.6.9.

Zhang Youcheng: Today is my wife’s birthday, and I decided to give her a big surprise.

Yang Ke: Happy birthday to my sister-in-law!

This time Zhang Youcheng posted a photo of the cake, but Yang Ke noticed that there was a fly on the cake, and I don’t know if Zhang Youcheng noticed it.

Yang Ke thought about it that day, but decided not to remind him.

2020.6.10, which is today.

Zhang Youcheng: The smell in the room is so serious that I can’t breathe. I want to move, but my wife is very nostalgic about it.

This message was sent at 6:05.

Haven't it been cleaned up before, why does it smell bad again?

What kind of odor is it that even normal sanitation cleaning cannot be eliminated?

It was also from June 7 that Zhang Youcheng's book has been in a state of interruption.

This is the first time he has stopped updating in a year, and it has been four consecutive days.

If this continues, Yang Ke will probably give the recommended position to others.

However, Zhang Youcheng's books have good returns, and at least one-third of his monthly performance comes from Zhang Youcheng's achievements.

Yang Ke didn't want to give up this income easily. He thought about it and felt that it was necessary to go there in person to see what was going on.

Thinking of this, Yang Ke sent a message to Zhang Youcheng: Teacher Zhang, do you have time tonight? Yesterday I prepared a birthday gift for my sister-in-law, but because I was too busy with work, I didn’t have time to send it. I thought I could send it today, is it OK?

Yang Ke has been to Zhang Youcheng's home several times before. He was in a famous villa community in Jie City, called Yujiang Bieyuan.

A few minutes later, Zhang Youcheng replied to the message: Of course, no problem, my family welcomes Editor Yang to visit at any time. It was enough to receive your blessings, and there was no need to buy gifts at all. But since I bought it, I will prepare a table of good dishes tonight to entertain you.

Yang Ke: Thank you Teacher Zhang, I will disturb you tonight. I will go there after work.

After sending the message, Yang Ke sighed.

He had always hated extra overtime before, and in order to avoid the reality of having to face the blood bottle pendant after get off work, he actually chose to work overtime on his own initiative.

I might be able to drink some alcohol when I go to Zhang Youcheng’s family tonight, and the paralysis of alcohol may make him relax.

But you always have to face what you should face, and tonight may be even harder than before.

Meng Yuanhangdao: "Brother Yang, what are you doing when you sigh? Are you thinking about the team building this Saturday?"

"Team building?" Yang Ke slapped his forehead, "I almost forgot that there is still a damn team building."

This time the team building seems to be going to the swimming pool.

It's only June, don't you feel it's too early to go to the swimming pool now?

"Brother Yang, you don't seem to like team building? How good is team building? So many people can play together and eat a lot of delicious food. And Brother Yang, you don't seem to be in good condition recently, so you can go and relax."

Meng Yuanhang joined the Uncanny Valley Novel Company just after graduating from university. He has not participated in the team building several times, so he is still in the fresh curiosity stage.

Although Yang Ke’s two-year working years are not considered long, he can still say in the tone of a team building person: “You will know after waiting for a long time.”

The intrigue in team building is even better than in the company.

Especially companies like them that have been around for nearly 20 years, the class has basically been solidified, and various small groups are emerging one after another. Many people have one set in person and one behind the scenes. When building a team, they drink and talk with you and call you brothers, but in the blink of an eye, they can betray you or plot against you the next day.

However, Yang Ke did not intend to tell Meng Yuanhang this.

Because it doesn't make sense, it may also cause disgust.

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...

Time for concentration often passes quickly.

Yang Ke went to the gift shop at noon to pick a good gift, and then waited for six o'clock to get off work, and then packed his backpack and left.

Their company's working hours are from 9 to 6 and are closed every week.

But despite this, there are still a few people who get off work on time.

Most of the employees around just relax a little, or discuss where to eat and then come back to work, while others continue to work.

Before, Yang Ke would extend it for an hour or two every day before leaving, but today he went to do a serious business, so he was confident that he would leave even after get off work at the stop.

Yujiang Bianyuan is located not far from Yujiang Station on Metro Line 1, and its geographical location is very eye-catching.

From the company to Yujiang Station, it takes only half an hour to change the line in the middle of the subway.

When he arrived at the entrance of Yujiang Biyuan Community and looked at the high-end villas inside, Yang Ke felt quite envious.
To be continued...