I Wasn’t Born Lucky

The office at night was quiet everywhere. In the silence, only the sound of the palm of the metal cabinet door continued.

"Boom! Boom!"

From the beginning was incredibly mixed with manic anxieties, to later despair-like struggles.

Listening carefully, in the gap between the knock on the door, there seemed to be some subtle but creepy "hissing" sounds.

Ye Zeqing was leaning against Xiao Li at first, listening to the sound coming from the tin cabinet, frowning, and unknowingly changed his posture, putting all his ears on the vertical cabinet door, and then Simultaneously translated: "It should be that its emotions are too intense, so even if the ghost is suppressed, I can feel a little, um, its thoughts."

Xiao Li glanced at her sideways and asked, "What do you think?"

The ghost guessed that the throat and head were too twisted to make a sound, so he could only squeeze a strange cry from his throat.

Ye Zeqing thought about it for a while, and said with an indescribable expression: "Put the key back in."

Xiao Li raised his eyebrows without making a sound.

"I beg you." Ye Zeqing cleared his throat, and continued to vividly learn the suffocation sound of the ghost in the tin cabinet. "It will be too boring if it is completely locked."

Xiao Li: "..."

This ghost is quite pursuing air quality.

Although he didn't think it was necessary, since the other party asked for it, he squinted his eyes, threw the key with his palm up, and put it back neatly, twisting it, leaving a gap in the tin cabinet.

The restless and distorted human body seemed to feel the flow of fresh air, and the neck that was about to be severed reluctantly moved like a stiff robot, and I blinked my inverted eyes with pity.

It's just that obviously other people still can't fully understand this kind of thing.

Xiao Li looked at him through the slit, and for a long time, he put a finger on his lips: "Be quiet."

The tin cabinet ghost shrank for a while: "Hiss."

Ye Zeqing waved his hand: "I see."

Xiao Li released his hand and left the tin cabinet.

However, he did not return to the workstation where he was originally sitting. Instead, after looking around, he changed to a narrow partition nearby.

Compared with the cubicle that Xiao Li sat in last time, this cubicle is like the one for "half of the people". Even Xiao Li needs to be sideways to squeeze in.

The workstation is narrow, and the partition adjacent to the next door is even more strange.

Xiao Li didn't pay much attention when he went in, but before he took his seat, Shen Mirchi stretched out his hand beside him to block the protruding partition board for him.

When the rest of the people saw Xiao Li sitting down again and exchanged glances, they also changed their bases.

Of course, they all chose the opposite direction from the tin cabinet, but even so, when Fu Guangbo looked at the inverted eyes in the gap, he still had lingering fears.

"Herkeley," Chen Jinghan saw that Xiao Li had been silent this time. After holding back for a long time, Chen Jinghan couldn't help but said authentically, "Did you find something? For example, if there is nothing, I mean, should we hurry? After patrolling this floor, don't you still have to go to the exhibition hall?"

Although Mr. Sun’s friend said that tonight’s exhibition hall is more dangerous than the office building, but Hercules is obviously going to go-Chen Jinghan is very self-aware, and he has lived in this level of copy because of this big Man, otherwise everyone was on the road of Tuan Mie last night. In that case, she must follow Hercule to the exhibition hall, so it's better to end here quickly... right?

However, before Xiao Li could answer, Zheng Yi, who was on the side, immediately waved at her and said naturally for him: "Hull naturally has his thoughts, don't disturb him thinking."

That looks very dogleg.

Several people over there were discussing in full swing, but Xiao Li didn't pay attention to them. He pursed his lips slightly, looking at the computer on the desk in front of him in a daze.

This is the simplest kind of desktop computer. There is one in front of each workstation. On the dark computer screen is reflected a face of a teenager, that is Xiao Li himself.

He stared at his face for half a minute, only feeling that he was about to grasp some kind of inspiration that flashed in his mind.

About half a minute later, Xiao Li suddenly stretched out his hand, and deliberately pressed the power button of the front-end computer.

The electricity in this building was cut off. Fu Guangbo had tried it before, but the lights couldn't be turned on, and it was even more unlikely that this desktop computer could be turned on successfully.

He didn't expect to succeed at first, but the fact is so strange. Just the second second after Xiao Li pressed it, the desktop computer screen turned on.

It's as if this computer wasn't shut down at all, but was on standby.

Xiao Li felt that the prediction in his heart seemed to be clearer.Click the mouse again, there is no password on the computer screen, and I log in directly.

There is no superfluous picture on the computer screen after the login is successful. It is a Photoshop software, on which is a successfully made work, which is saved as a desktop.

Xiao Li held down the mouse, clicked on it, and found that it was a poster for the future paradise.

It was from a bird's-eye view, and the entire future paradise could be seen in full view, and it seemed to be somewhat spectacular.

It was daytime when the photos were taken, and the whole park was bustling, with office buildings standing on one side and sporadic exhibition halls on the other side.

There is a line of promotional slogans on the photo: [Welcome to the Paradise of the Future, this is the most popular park in the world.

[Here, you can appreciate the trendy experience that you can't feel in the ordinary world!Trust me, the service here will definitely make you linger.

What are you waiting for?join us.

Zheng Yi saw the movement on Xiao Li's side, and quickly walked over and took a look.

Just after taking a look, he couldn't help but vomit: "I'm going, what kind of stuff, can taking a picture with a gorilla be considered trendy?"

"It seems that the employees of these stations are doing this promotional picture... Then too many people are needed, or are they doing marketing and advertising for this park?" Fu Guangbo also followed, watching The propaganda map thought divergently.

Ye Zeqing asked curiously: "Then what is the situation with these deformed workstations? Sun is always a great philanthropist? Are all employees disabled?"

Xiao Li listened to what they said, but he didn't know what he thought of, and slowly raised his brows. Just as he was about to get up from his desk, there was a sudden vibration in the office.

"Buzzing—"

Accompanied by the sizzling sound of scanning, like the sound of a certain machine starting.

Everyone searched for the sound, and finally the source of the sound was in the middle of the two rows of workstations, blocked by a white wall, and barely exposed a corner of the machine behind the wall.

At this moment, Zheng Yi was the closest to the voice, and he frowned tightly, anyhow controlling him and not backing directly.

The movement of Xiao Li's getting up continued, and he went straight to the source of the sound.

In the gap of the tin cabinet behind him, the twisted man probed the probe outward, and retracted in time before Xiao Li noticed it.

That is a printer.

In other words, it is a huge large all-in-one machine that integrates printing, scanning, copying and other functions.

And the sound just now, it was automatically activated, printed out a piece of paper, and just spit it out.

Xiao Li cast his eyes down and glanced at the piece of paper, then reached out and picked it up.

His fingertips touched the A4 paper, feeling warm to the touch.

And what was printed on this paper was nothing else, it was the poster for the future paradise on the desktop computer just now.

What does it mean?

While Xiao Li was observing this propaganda map from various angles, he saw the printer in front of him buzzing and shaking again.

In an instant, more paper was ejected.

At first, Xiao Li didn't look at the newly printed paper. He turned to behind the printer and found that it was not plugged in at all. He bent over and picked up the power cord and plugged it in.

The newly printed paper is more and more, the more it accumulates, some of them fall directly from the exit and onto the carpet.

Ye Zeqing, who came with the boss, took a pile of it and unfolded it.

These are still promotional images for the future paradise, but each one has changed over time.

At the beginning, there was a slight shadow on the top of the office building in the park. Then the printed pictures showed that the shadow gradually expanded, and then the shadow changed and became an obvious human body.

In the latest prints, the shape of the shadow can be clearly seen.

It was a face with a flattened nose, with short limbs and a round body, like a baby whose face was flattened by something.

Ye Zeqing shook his hand: "Infant... Infant..."

Yingling?

This is a very special kind of imp, which can only be born out of grievances by aborting a pregnant woman. They often have no mind, only instinct.

Xiao Li glanced at him in amazement: "What kind of cute is it for good? Isn't it disgusting?"

Ye Zeqing: "..."

After all the paper in the printer was flying, the whole machine shook suddenly, the whole office became silent, and the printer stopped working.

However, the lid that has been closed is slowly arching, and something is about to climb out of it.

It wasn't until the cover of the printer was completely opened that Xiao Li couldn't see the contents clearly.

It is like a piece of paper.

But it is not a piece of paper.

To be precise, it's just as thin as paper, and that's a crushed person.

Its face is flat, not without facial features, but like a child running on the road at an extraordinary speed. As a result, there is an invisible glass wall in front of him, and the child hits it without raising his head. Into this.

The baby spirit opened his mouth and tried to growl, but had a hand faster than it.

The doll’s long hair has been snaking out, binding its hands, and at the same time, Xiao Li slipped on the back of its neck and lifted it up directly, always throwing it aside on the machine matching the printer. go with.

Looking down and waiting for it is a paper shredder.

The sharp blade shone dazzlingly under the light of the flashlight, waiting to crush everything that was thrown in, mercilessly.

The first to bear the brunt will be its legs.

Then came the body, and finally the head.

Ying Ling: "………………"

"……………………Wow!"

It kicked and cried like a child.

Cried out.