"Including Yu Fei, there are four people related to that mental hospital."
It is imperative that Chu Ping go to the Eastern Suburb Mental Hospital, but judging from the current information, there should be great danger there. If you go there now, you will probably never return.
The experience at No. 44 Xingfu Road was vivid in his mind, and it left a big shadow in Chu Ping's heart. It was hard for him to imagine what the Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital would be like.
"Two months after Duan Peng was sent to the hospital, Dongjiao Mental Hospital was closed for some reason." Han Sanpin's tone was very serious, as if what he said next was the most important thing in this matter, "Some patients inside
He was transferred to other hospitals, including Duan Peng."
"Duan Peng is not included? What do you mean?" Chu Ping felt a hint of danger from Han Sanpin's words.
"Because he disappeared and his whereabouts are still unknown."
"Missing? Why are you missing again?"
Chu Ping thought of Yu Fei, who also disappeared in the end, and couldn't help but connect the two.
"It's like the world has evaporated. There is no news at all." Han Sanpin seemed not to hear the word "again" that Chu Ping said at the end.
After Chu Ping hung up the phone to Han Sanpin, he fell into deep thought.
"The Eastern Suburbs Mental Hospital, the weird ringtones, and the Weird Tales Association... there seems to be some inevitable connection between these three."
"the vast horizon is my love--"
The familiar ringtone of the cell phone rang, pulling Chu Ping out of his thoughts.
"There's another call? Could it be that Uncle San discovered something unusual again?"
Chu Ping pressed the answer button, and the voice that came from the other end of the phone was not Han Sanpin's.
"Are you Mr. Chu Ping?"
Chu Ping was startled. He was sure that he had never heard the voice on the other side.
During this period, Chu Ping had been using Lao Xie Tou's name to "pretend and lie". When he suddenly heard someone mention "Chu Ping", he didn't react for a while.
"Ah, I am Chu Ping, who are you?"
"I saw your resume from the recruitment software. I wonder if Mr. Chu Ping is interested in coming to our company for an interview?" The voice on the other end of the phone was very hoarse.
Chu Ping frowned. Chu Ping was still a little scared during the last interview at No. 44 Xingfu Road.
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"May I ask who your company is..."
Chu Ping was a little skeptical. He was worried about encountering the situation at No. 44 Xingfu Road again.
"We are the city bus company. Our company is short of a security guard. If you think this position is suitable, sir, please come to our company for an interview before 1:30 this afternoon."
The person on the other end of the phone spoke very quickly, as if he had said this sentence many times before, without hesitation.
Chu Ping twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Security personnel... do you still need to be interviewed?"
Chu Ping had the urge to hang up the phone directly. He didn't expect that he would end up working as a security guard.
"This is a company policy. If Mr. Chu Ping is interested in this position, please attend the interview on time." The person on the other end of the phone explained, still speaking very fast, with a hoarse voice that matched his fast speaking speed.
, if Chu Ping hadn’t had very good hearing, he wouldn’t have been able to hear what he said clearly.
Before Chu Ping could speak again, there was a busy tone on the other end of the phone.
"You actually failed? You have no professionalism at all. Look at the interviewers of the Weird Tales Association. That's true professionalism."
Chu Ping doesn't care about this position, he cares about this company.
"It turned out to be a call from the city bus company...Is there a shortage of security guards there?"
Chu Ping still knew something about the bus company. He had met Lu Chao there before, who had turned into a strange being. Then the next day, Sister Wu who asked him to leave quickly also died inexplicably, and he heard that she had died.
The situation was so terrifying that a security guard was so scared that he was hospitalized.
Chu Ping remembered the little security guard on night shift that the security guard said.
"His name seems to be Xiao Wu. I don't know how he is doing."
It can be said that in Chu Ping's heart, the bus company is second only to No. 44 Xingfu Road.
"At half past one in the afternoon...you can go and have a look."
Chu Ping calculated the time and found that his second-hand Jetta should have been almost repaired.
"Go and pick up the car first, and then go to the bus company."
It was still early, so Chu Ping turned around and went back to the bedroom, ready to catch up on some sleep.
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After asking an outsider, the security guard leisurely sat on a stool and picked up his exclusive cup of tea.
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He drank the tea in the vat "sucking, sucking, sucking".
The heat rose, blurring the security guard's face.
"What's going on in the past two days? There are so many people applying for the position of security guard. When did the security industry become so popular?"
The security guard put down the big teapot and spit the tea foam in his mouth onto the ground. Then he glanced in the direction of the company building and vaguely felt that someone on the roof was watching him.
The security guard rubbed his eyes again, but the man who was standing on the roof disappeared again.
"As I get older, my eyesight is blurred. It's really scary."
The security guard didn't pay attention to this matter, and then half-slumped down on the chair, then held his big tea jar and drank the tea in it. Occasionally, when he was in a good mood, he could hum a few tunes.
Just as the security guard was blowing in the wind, drinking tea, and doing his best to shine in his security position, a figure walked past the guard.
"Young man," the security guard stopped the young man in line with the principle of everyone registering and everyone checking, "come here and register. Your name, phone number, and what you want to do here are all clearly written down."
After the security guard finished speaking, he pushed a registration book directly in front of the young man without raising his head, and then threw a ballpoint pen, signaling the other person to quickly write something on it.
"Uncle, what a coincidence to see you again."
The security guard felt that the voice sounded familiar, so he looked up and saw a familiar face appearing in front of the window of the security room.
"It's you, what's your name?" The security guard had a vague impression.
"Chu Ping, the last time I came here was the day Sister Wu had an accident."
Chu Ping showed a sincere smile, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the security guard.
The security guard smiled and took the cigarette from Chu Ping's hand.
"Remember, remember, of course I remember," the security guard lit the cigarette and took two puffs in his mouth, "I remember you came to interview for a bus driver before, right? How was it? Did you pass?"
"What happened to Sister Wu last time meant that I never had the chance to go for an interview." Chu Ping was worried that he would spill the beans, so he did not dwell on this topic any longer.
"Oh, it just so happens that our company is currently recruiting security guards. You can go over and try."
