Chapter 15 The Manager Zhao

Liu Guo looked up, compared the house number marked on the slip of paper in his hand with the one on the door in front of him, and slowly exhaled. He turned his head and said, "This should be the place."

About an hour ago, the four people from Building 3 turned Wei Jinting's 503 room upside down, finally finding a business card in a very hidden drawer.

The person on the business card called himself Manager Zhao, and ran a warehousing and logistics business. There was also contact information and an office address.

They followed this lead to get here.

"Knock, knock, knock." Liu Guo knocked on the door.

Soon, footsteps sounded inside, and then the door was pulled open, revealing a man of about 35 years old.

The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, but he couldn't hide his exhaustion. His eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't rested well for a long time.

"Were you the ones who called just now?" the man asked.

Liu Guo nodded. "It was me."

His eyes swept over the group, lingering for a few seconds on Lu Huaxu in his balaclava before the man stepped aside. "Come in and talk."

The four people walked into the room and found that it was a well-decorated office, with a full set of rosewood furniture and a huge fish tank at the entrance, in which several high-quality dragon fish swam slowly.

The wide executive desk was very impressive, with elaborate tea sets and several tea pets sitting quietly on it.

The four people sat on the sofa, and the man who called himself Manager Zhao walked over, rubbing his temples as he sat down. "Is it about Li Maoshen again?"

"Yes," Liu Guo said calmly. "We are all friends of Maoshen, and we wanted to find out some things..."

"Heh." The man sneered, looking at Liu Guo and the others as if they were a pack of vampires. "Stop pretending. You just want money, right?"

"How much this time?" The man glared at them fiercely, threatening, "I'm telling you, I'm not a pushover either. This is the last time. If there's another time," he gritted his teeth, "I guarantee you'll regret it!"

The group put on a good show, remaining calm on the surface regardless of what they were thinking. "We're not here for money this time." Wei Jinting followed his lead. "You understand, the impact of that incident back then...was very bad."

The man was stunned. "You're not here to extort me?"

After saying this, he sized Lu Huaxu up and down, seemingly feeling that it would be a waste of his talent if he didn't do something illegal with his getup.

Lu Huaxu grinned, revealing a mouthful of pale teeth, scaring the man into quickly averting his gaze.

After a few probes, the man finally determined that the people in front of him were not what he had initially thought. Then, his attitude softened a lot, and he was not as repulsive as before.

He poured a cup of tea for each of them, then sat down, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said, "Actually...I also feel sorry that Maoshen had such an accident. To think, such a good person is just gone, it's really...sigh!" The man sighed.

"We weren't around when Maoshen had the accident." Wei Jinting's eyes slowly turned red, and his voice contained a hint of suppressed emotion. "We didn't even get to see him off."

"I'm telling you, brother, it's a good thing you weren't!" The man waved his hand and said quickly.

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

The man swallowed, and then, as if he had remembered something, first walked to the door, looked outside, and then closed the door.

The man who came back seemed like a different person. He rubbed his arm and said, "Actually...actually, before Maoshen had the accident, I felt that something was wrong with him."

"I wasn't the only one." He raised his head and immediately added, "Many people around me felt that something was wrong with him."

Liu Guo leaned forward and stared at the man, asking, "What was wrong?"

"Since you are friends of Maoshen, you probably know that he was a streamer. Now it's basically impossible to make money by just streaming, you only make money by streaming and selling goods. Maoshen's goods were provided by our warehouse, and I was responsible for selecting the products."

"But some time ago, when he came to my place to stream, I noticed that something was a little off with him."

"His mental state was particularly bad, and he was also paranoid. He always looked behind him, and he had to sit with his back against the wall, leaving no gap at all."

"Until one time, when it was just the two of us in the room, he suddenly asked me mysteriously if I had heard any sounds?"

"Of course not." The man said excitedly, "It was just the two of us in the room at the time, I remember very clearly, it was very quiet around, there wasn't any sound at all."

"But Maoshen looked terrified. He looked around everywhere, and his whole body was huddled on the sofa, shaking uncontrollably."

"I comforted him and asked him what was wrong." The man exhaled and explained, "I thought he was too stressed from streaming, so I advised him to take a break for a while, go on vacation, and relax."

"But he told me that he could always hear a strange scratching sound, but every time he tried to find it, he couldn't find the source."

"I was curious, so I asked him what kind of scratching sound it was?"

"Then he froze, and then stared at me with that kind of fixed gaze," the man said, swallowing as if recalling the scene at the time, his face changing with it.

"He reached out, hooked his fingers, and slowly scratched the wooden armrest of the sofa with his fingernails."

"Squeak—"

The sudden sound made Liu Guo's spine tingle. This resistance came from the heart, and had nothing to do with anything else.

"You mean... fingernails?" Wei Jinting asked with a frown.

When the man said this, the expressions of the others changed somewhat, except for Lu Huaxu, who was wearing a stocking over his head. Su Dan Novel Network

Because his face couldn't be seen clearly.

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

That hand had long, sharp fingernails.

It was unclear what he had thought of, or perhaps the vivid scene had scared the man, but in any case, his breathing began to quicken.

"I was terrified at the time, and I told him to shut up and stop talking, but he seemed like a different person. First, he asked me if I had hidden someone in my safe? I immediately said no, how could that be possible?"

"But he didn't believe me, saying that the sound was coming from inside, so I had no choice but to open it to prove it to him."

"To be honest, at the moment I opened the safe, I was really afraid of seeing something scary." The man subconsciously tightened his suit, recalling, "But fortunately, there were only some documents inside."

"But Maoshen kept pestering me, saying that there was a scratching sound outside the door, and then insisting that it was in the drawer. How... how could that be possible?"

The man said with a bitter face, "The drawer is only so big, how could it hide a person?"