The Real Young Master Passed the Exam to Become a Civil Servant in the Underworld
The Real Young Master Passed the Exam to Become a Civil Servant in the Underworld Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Classmates

Large-scale fires are prone to casualties, so he asked directly.

However, Cao Shuzheng shook his head frantically and said, “No, no, no one is dead…”

Fang Qi said, “No one is dead? What happened to him?”

He asked quickly, leaving Cao Shuzheng no chance to deny.

He was burned.” After a pause, Cao Shuzheng continued, “It was the son of one of my employees.

When he was at work, his son came to see him. When he was cutting meat, there was a spark that accidentally ignited some insulation materials.

His son didn’t run away in time…”

Slaughterhouses usually have insulation rooms to ensure that living things are alive before being slaughtered, so that customers can eat the freshest meat.

Now it is summer, and some insulation materials are not used, so they are piled up at will.

The bones of some large animals are very hard, and cutting is not easier than cutting some decoration materials. It is not surprising that there are sparks.

How many people were burned?

“One, one.”

This is strange. If the incident happened suddenly, the first person to notice the problem should be an outsider. How could the employee who was working escape, and a person who came to look for someone was not able to escape in time?

Fang Qi looked at Cao Shuzheng without saying a word.

This man thought that this place was “clean” and he would be safe after leaving the hotel surrounded by evil spirits, right?

How old is the son of that employee? When did the fire start?”

Fang Qi was grinding his back teeth, and the person who had been following him to collect evidence suddenly spoke.

Seeing Fang Qi looking sideways, Fang Wenrui explained: “I think I have heard of this.”

Fang Qi frowned: “Have you heard of the fire in the slaughterhouse?”

It’s not a slaughterhouse, it’s a building materials factory…” As if he felt that he couldn’t explain it clearly, Fang Wenrui simply stopped explaining.

He looked at Cao Shuzheng, as if he was not sure, and asked: “Is the son of that employee called Li Xiaobo? Is he a student of Linjiang No. 1 Middle School?”

How do you know?

Do you know him?

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Fang Wenrui looked at Cao Shuzheng, then at Fang Qi, nodded and said, “He is a student from our neighboring school.

After he got into trouble, his parents came to our school to collect donations. I have seen his photos. The burns were… pretty serious.”

Going to your school to collect donations?”

Fang Wenrui: “Yes, our school is next to Linjiang No. 1 Middle School, separated only by a forest.”

The Xinsi Middle School he attended is the best private school in Linjiang City, and Linjiang No. 1 Middle School is the best public school.

Fang Qi frowned.

Which weirdo in the government put these two schools together?

You have to know that the difference between private and public schools, in addition to the size, the biggest difference is the wealth gap between students.

Putting two schools with too different material conditions together is likely to breed some bad things.

Is there anything else in the fundraising information? Is there a reason for his injury?”

Fang Wenrui thought for a moment and said, “It is said that the building materials factory where his father worked caught fire, and he was accidentally injured while trying to save people.”

Fundraising information is often exaggerated, and it is reasonable to establish an image of bravery.

In the eyes of outsiders, this bloody and cruel slaughterhouse is not just an ordinary building materials factory.

There are not so many fires in the same area of ​​a city, and there are many coincidences, so it is easy to associate.

After listening to Fang Wenrui’s words, Cao Shuzheng was obviously relieved.

But before he could finish his breath, another person said, “You run such a business, and you still allow your employees’ children to come in and out at will? You are very brave, aren’t you afraid that someone will leak the secret?”

The voice was lazy and clear, and the voice was low, as if whispering in his ear. Fang Qi tilted his head slightly and saw that he still kept his hand on the door frame without moving.

Although he stood up, from the front, it seemed as if the person was gently hugging him from behind.

This posture is indeed a bit ambiguous.

Fang Qi moved one step to the side without leaving a trace.

Yin Chi: “…”

Cao Shuzheng, who was in a tense state, didn’t notice their subtle movements. His brain was working fast, but he couldn’t find a reasonable excuse for himself for a long time.

He hesitated and suddenly heard a light sound coming from the thick fog deep in the workshop.

Who’s there? Help… help me.

The voice was weak. If all the machines were not stopped and it was very quiet, I’m afraid no one would hear it.

Fang Wenrui’s expression tightened and he quickly approached Fang Qi, “Someone… who?”

“Help…”

The voice came again. Hearing the familiar voice made Fang Wenrui’s body stiff. He pricked up his ears and said uncertainly: “… Qian Yousheng?”

There was no response.

Qian Yousheng was the one who said at the dinner table that eating Cao Jing’s food would kill people.

He spoke with a special accent and was very recognizable.

But why was Qian Yousheng here?

Fang Wenrui couldn’t help but look at Fang Qi.

Fang Qi: “Let’s go and have a look.”

Okay.” Fang Wenrui agreed quickly, but after waiting for a while, he saw the two people standing by the door frame motionless, and he was startled: “Am I going alone?”

Fang Qi looked down at him with his height advantage, and his eyes indicated: What if?

Yin Chi kept smiling, giving him silent encouragement.

If you don’t want to see it, just go.” Fang Qi said without emotion.

Fang Wenrui paused: “Or… Let’s go and have a look.”

Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda!

Although Qian Yousheng and Cao Jing have a good relationship, what if Qian Yousheng is like him, and was tricked by Cao Jing?

He looked at Fang Qi again to build up his courage, and went into the thick fog as if he was going to die.

There were corpses hanging high beside him, and some animal corpses were still open even after death.

Fang Wenrui felt like he was being stared at by a hanged person, which made him shudder and broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the place where the sound came from was not far away. He followed it all the way and soon saw a huge “corpse” on the rows of hooks.

Really… a hanged ghost!

If it weren’t for Fang Qi’s will-o’-the-wisp following him, the will-o’-the-wisp illuminated the face clearly, and the face was indeed familiar, he would have shouted out long ago.

“Is it really you?”

He approached with the faint will-o’-the-wisp, and his handsome face was illuminated palely.

Qian Yousheng opened his eyes with great difficulty, and was caught off guard by such a thing.

His breath was reversed, and he coughed repeatedly: “You…you…”

Is it a human or a ghost?

Then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

After putting the man down with great effort, Fang Wenrui hesitated for a moment, and finally chose a rough way, slapping the fainted man to wake him up.

Fang Qi had already walked over when he confirmed that it was a person. Seeing his familiar way of waking people up, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Qian Yousheng opened his eyes again, and there were several more ghost faces in front of him.

He screamed and stepped back repeatedly, “Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! I didn’t mean it! It’s not me!”

Fang Wenrui looked puzzled, “What do you mean it’s not you? Who wants to kill you?”

Hearing the familiar voice, Qian Yousheng’s dilated pupils slowly focused, and seeing Fang Wenrui standing in front of him alive, he said in a daze: “Mr. Fang? You…you are not dead?”

Fang Wenrui: “Aren’t you dead either?”

Qian Yousheng seemed to have been evoked by his words. His face was bloodless and his lips were trembling.

Fang Wenrui calmed down and asked, “By the way, how did you get here? Where are Cao Jing and the others?”

When Cao Jing was mentioned, Fang Qi clearly felt that Cao Shuzheng, who was not far away, trembled a little, and his eyes were eagerly staring at the person sitting on the ground. He was a little humane to his son.

We were driven here by a group of monsters.” Qian Yousheng murmured, those monsters chased us, and there were human faces hanging on their bodies. Those faces… those faces…”

Those faces look the same as you.

How do you know?” Qian Yousheng suddenly got excited, “You saw them too?”

Fang Wenrui thought to himself, I saw a lot!

Before he could speak, Qian Yousheng looked up and saw the two people behind Fang Wenrui who had always looked calm.

He suddenly understood something, as if he saw a savior. He grabbed Fang Wenrui’s arm and tears burst out of his eyes: “Then why are you okay?

Do you know what that is? Those monsters want to kill me, Fang Shao, save me, woooo!”

It was the first time that Fang Wenrui saw a man crying with snot and tears. He suddenly felt that it was not so shameful for him to brag in front of Fang Qi at that time.

All thanks to classmates!

But he didn’t comfort others blindly. He supported Qian Yousheng and said seriously, “Those monsters chased you because you ate their meat.”

Qian Yousheng was stunned: “What?”

Fang Wenrui synchronized the information they had obtained with Qian Yousheng.

Qian Yousheng was stunned for a long time, “I don’t know…”

He shook his head blankly, and then cried even harder, “I really don’t know, it’s not me, Mr. Fang, please believe me, woo woo woo…”

Fang Wenrui: “…”

He turned his head helplessly, hoping that others would share some of the burden for him.

However, Fang Qi’s face was full of disgust.

In the end, Cao Shuzheng couldn’t help but step forward, grabbed Qian Yousheng and said anxiously: “What about the monsters chasing you? Where is Cao Jing?”

Monster…” Qian Yousheng cried and sniffed, “I… I don’t know, I fainted, Cao Jing… He was taken away by a dog.”

Cao Shuzheng was shocked and shouted: “Dog? What kind of dog?”

“I… I…”

Qian Yousheng couldn’t speak, crying as if he was about to die.

Fang Wenrui wiped his face helplessly, and just as he was about to persuade him again, his hand was stained with a little moisture.

He raised his hand and looked at it, and suddenly felt nauseous.

Fuck! He wouldn’t touch Qian Yousheng’s tears and snot!

No! He didn’t even touch Qian Yousheng’s face!

Just as he was thinking, another drop of unknown liquid fell on his face and flowed down his cheek.

Suddenly realizing something, Fang Wenrui froze. He slowly turned his head. An unknown creature’s head, with a bloody face, and a long tongue hanging above his side, was looking at him with interest.

“Fuck…”

The next second, a shrill scream resounded throughout the workshop, and finally successfully stopped someone’s endless crying.

At the same time, a “rustling” sound rang out throughout the workshop, accompanied by the sound of the iron hook falling, and the bodies hanging on the iron hook fell to the ground one after another, looking at them aggressively.

Fang Qi looked around the workshop and then frowned.

Unlike the vengeful spirits over at the hotel, this group here… There is no way to communicate.

They have no independent consciousness, but their behavior is unified, as if they are controlled by something.

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