Chapter 362 Live Broadcast

Liu Guo raised his head, compared the house number marked on the piece of paper in his hand with the house number on the door in front of him, exhaled slowly, turned his head and said: "It should be here.

About an hour ago, four people from Building 3 turned Room 503 where Wei Jinting lived upside down, and finally found a business card in a very hidden drawer.

The person on the business card called himself Manager Zhao, who was engaged in warehousing and logistics-related businesses, and there were contact information and office locations behind it.

They followed this line to get here.

"Dong Dong Dong." Liu Guo knocked on the door.

Soon, footsteps sounded inside, and then the door opened inward, and a man about 35 years old appeared in front of them.

The man was dressed in a suit and tie, but he could not hide his fatigue, and his eyes were dark, as if he had not rested for a long time.

"Did you call just now?" the man asked.

Liu Guo nodded, "It was me. "

The man glanced at the people outside, especially at Lu Huaxu who was wearing a hood, and then gave up his seat, "Come in and talk."

After the four people walked into the room, they found that it was a very well-decorated office with a complete set of mahogany furniture. There was a huge fish tank at the door, in which several dragon fish of quite good appearance were swimming slowly.

The large boss desk was very impressive, with exquisitely crafted tea sets on it, and several tea pets of different shapes sitting there quietly.

The four people sat on the sofa, and the man who claimed to be Manager Zhao came over, rubbing his nose and sitting down, "Is it still about Li Maoshen?"

"Yes." Liu Guo said calmly: "We are all friends of Maoshen, and we want to learn more."

"Heh." The man sneered, looking at Liu Guo and others' faces as if he was looking at a group of vampires, "Stop being hypocritical, don't you just want money?"

"How much do you want this time? "The man glared at them fiercely and threatened, "I can tell you, I'm not a pushover. This is the last time. If there's a next time," he gritted his teeth, "I guarantee you'll be in big trouble!"

The men did a good job on the surface. No matter what they thought in their hearts, at least their faces were very calm. "We're not here for money this time." Wei Jinting followed his words and said, "You also understand that the incident at that time had a very bad impact."

The man was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you here to blackmail? "

After saying this, he looked Lu Huaxu up and down, as if he felt that it would be a waste of talent if he didn't do something illegal with his appearance.

Lu Huaxu grinned, revealing a mouthful of pale teeth, which frightened the man and made him look away in a hurry.

After several attempts, the man finally determined that the people in front of him were not what he thought at the beginning. Then, his attitude softened a lot, and he was not as repulsive as at the beginning.

He poured a cup of tea for everyone, then sat down, picked up the teacup and took a sip and said: "In fact, I am also very sorry that Mao Shen had such a thing. You said that a good person was gone just like that. It's really a pity!" The man sighed.

"We were not there when Mao Shen had the accident." Wei Jinting's eyes slowly turned red, and there was a hint of suppressed emotion in his voice, "and we didn't have time to see him off for the last time."

"I say, little brother, it's a good thing you weren't there!" The man waved his hand and said hurriedly.

"What do you mean? "Wu raised his head and asked.

The man swallowed his saliva, then as if he remembered something, he first walked to the door, looked out, and then closed the door.

The man who came back seemed to be a different person. He touched his arm and said: "In fact, before Mao Shen got into trouble, I felt that he was not right."

"Not just me." He raised his head and immediately added: "Many people around him felt that he was not right."

Liu Guo leaned forward, stared at the man and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Since you are Mao Shen's friends, you must know that he is doing live broadcasting. Now live broadcasting is basically not profitable. Live broadcasting with goods is profitable. Mao Shen's goods are provided by our warehouse, and I am responsible for product selection. "

"But when he came to my place to live broadcast some time ago, I found that he was a little bit wrong."

"His mental state is particularly bad, and he is also suspicious. He always looks behind him. He must sit close to the wall and there can be no gaps. ”

“Until one time, when we were alone in the room, he suddenly asked me mysteriously, “Did you hear any sound?”

“Of course not.” The man said excitedly, “We were alone in the room at that time. I remember it very clearly. It was very quiet around us, without any sound.”

“But Mao Shen seemed to be frightened. He looked around, huddled on the sofa, and couldn’t stop shaking all over.”

“While I was comforting him, I asked him what happened.” The man exhaled and explained, “I thought he was under too much pressure from live streaming, so I advised him to take a break, go out for a vacation, and relax.”

“But he told me that he always heard a strange friction sound, but every time he looked for it, he couldn’t find the source.”

“I was very curious, so I asked him what kind of friction sound it was? "

"He was stunned for a moment, and then stared at me with that kind of straight eyes," said this, the man also swallowed his saliva, and seemed to recall the scene at that time, and his face changed.

"He stretched out his hand, hooked his fingers, and slowly grabbed the wooden armrest of the sofa with his nails. "

"Squeak——"

The sudden sound made Liu Guo feel cold on his back. This resistance came from his heart and had nothing to do with other things.

"Are you talking about nails?" Wei Jinting asked with a frown.

When the man said this, the faces of the other people changed a little, except for Lu Huaxu who was wearing a stocking headgear.

Because he couldn't see his face clearly.

Everyone couldn't help but think of the ghost hand that attacked Jiao Tailang.

That hand had long and sharp nails.

It was unclear what he thought of, and such a concrete scene scared the man. In short, his breathing began to quicken.

"I was so scared that I told him to shut up, but he seemed to be a different person. He first asked me if there was someone hiding in my safe. I immediately said no. How could this be possible?"

"But he didn't believe it and said the sound came from inside. I had no choice but to open it to prove it to him."

"To be honest, when I opened the safe, I was really afraid of seeing something terrible." The man subconsciously tightened his suit and recalled: "But fortunately, there were only some documents inside."

"But Mao Shen was relentless. He said there was a friction sound outside the door, and then he insisted that it was in the drawer. How could this be possible?"

The man said bitterly: "The drawer is so small, how could someone hide in it?"