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Qin Zihan was sitting on the ground. "I was tired just now. I don't want to go. I'm waiting for my uncle here." He returned to his good looks.

The man was worried, hesitated for a moment, looked at the closed office door, or said: "well, you don't run around." He trotted away all the way.

To the bathroom door, see colleagues' mobile phones and walkie talkie, all placed on the top of the garbage can at the door of the toilet, and the voice of colleagues calling for help came from the bathroom.

He quickly went in, and the scene inside made him dumbfounded. On the door of one compartment, there were two mops lying horizontally, and the handle clamped two adjacent door handles. The handle was of good quality. If it wasn't for an outsider to take the mop away, it would be hard for him to knock it off for as long as possible.

"What's the situation? This is?"

The people inside heard the voice and quickly called out, "Lao Liu, let me out..."

Qin Xiaoli was just about to find his son. He wanted to send him home and meet with manager Hao. As soon as she came out of manager Hao's office, she saw Xiaotuan running towards her.

She squatted down and touched her son's forehead. "What are you running for? You're sweating so much."

Qin Zihan took her and ran to the elevator, "Mommy, come with me."

"Well, where are you going?"

When they got into the elevator, Xiao Han was still panting. Qin Xiaoli didn't know why, so he followed his son and wanted to know where he was in such a hurry to take her.

The elevator stops on the top floor, which is the floor where Shen Ximing's office is located. She is wondering what her son has brought her here. When she sees an angry security guard coming towards them, "Hello, you little boy..." In the middle of the speech, it seems that Qin Xiaoli was there, and he was unwilling to accept his words.

"I'm sorry. Did my son cause you any trouble?" Qin Xiaoli quickly apologized and glanced at Qin Zihan with a warning look in his eyes.

"He..." He was about to say, but he was pulled by the old security guard Liu. Lao Liu quickly said with a smile: "it's OK, Miss Qin. The child is very cute and smart." Then he winked at the trapped security guard.

That person is quite unwilling to see Qin Zihan one eye, "yes, too clever." The tone is rather gnashing teeth.

Qin Xiaoli naturally knew that this little guy might have caused any trouble, so he apologized: "I'm really sorry, I've given you trouble."

Qin Zihan spits out his tongue innocently and drags her on, while the two security guards follow him. Lao Liu first finds that the door of the sealed office is opened. He goes to the door quickly and quickly pulls out the key. Qin Zihan is already in the door.

"Oh, boy, you can't go in." Security old Liu subconsciously to block, but the small group is very slippery, a drill in, "Mommy, you quickly come in."

Qin Xiaoli stood at the door, looking at the two security guards obviously embarrassed, but also hesitated. He hated the little boy, but he still had to maintain his demeanor. "I'm really sorry, brother security. I'll bring him out immediately."

Although Shen Ximing's office goes in and out, he is not here at the moment, and her son is still in the sealed office. After all, she is not Roche's employee, so the security guard must be on guard.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that I should not bring my son out.

"Mummy, come on." The son is calling her again.

It was very dark inside. All the light barriers were put down, and the lights were not turned on. She just went in a little uncomfortable. She walked very slowly. She whispered, "Qin Zihan, come here for me." But the voice was very angry, as if it had been squeezed out of the teeth.

All of a sudden, all the light barriers went up, and the room was exposed to the bright light. Qin Xiaoli subconsciously squinted. What appeared in front of her was a scene that she was familiar with and felt very strange.

The ground was covered with broken glass, and the bamboo trees scattered on the ground had withered. The strong light illuminated the dust in the air clearly. Everything in the room was covered with a thin layer of dust.

Qin Zihan squatted down and was about to get something. The ground was covered with glass debris. Qin Xiaoli almost subconsciously called out, "don't touch it." She said, quickly pulled the son back, looked at the son's small hand, "so much glass on the ground, you don't move."

But Qin Zihan shrunk his hand and pointed to his squatting position, "there is blood."

Qin Xiaoli looked down and saw a dark red bloodstain on one of the long pieces of broken glass. Qin Xiaoli heart cluttered for a moment, the heart was in a panic, even the line of sight has become blurred.

Qin Zihan didn't notice her abnormality, and her childish voice was soft with detective meaning, "Mommy, how can there be blood in daddy's office?"

At the door is written the president's office. The little guy doesn't know that Shen Ximing has moved the office.

Qin Xiaoli has a moment of panic, the little guy's look at the moment, with his father is very similar. She picked up the piece of glass with dark red blood stains. The cold touch reminded her of the faint pain when it was against the warm skin."Mummy, your hand is bleeding." Qin Zihan was surprised.

Qin Xiaoli seemed to realize that the sharp edge cut his finger and red blood beads came out. She didn't notice the quickness in her heart.

"Mommy, come and see." Qin Zihan, like a treasure seeker, wanders around the office. At this moment, he pushes the door of the rest room and beckons her to go.

Almost subconsciously, Qin Xiaoli put the piece of debris into his coat pocket, and then walked towards the rest room.

"Mommy, there are so many pictures of you here." Qin Zihan picked up two picture frames and said.

"This, this, Mommy, is the same as the picture in your box."

Qin Zihan is holding a picture of the Thames River, which symbolizes the formal communication between the two people. Qin Xiaoli looked beyond the photos to the rest of the room.

The rest room is not big, but it is clean and tidy. There are not many things, but there is a layer of dust on it. Besides, on the cabinet beside the photos, there is a file bag, and the surrounding of the file bag is clean.

The file bag was not sealed and there was nothing on the cover. At first, it looked ordinary. But it is obviously the only passive thing in this room in the near future. Why did Shen put this thing in the lounge of an abandoned office.

The brain hasn't figured out why. The hand has been stretched out. The first thing that came into my eyes was a picture. The iron door in the picture was familiar to her, and appeared in her dream countless times.

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