Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"You couldn't see it because you were blinded at the time. I was really hunted down, but I couldn't tell what it was. Anyway, it was very special."

Recalling the scene he saw before, Ghost couldn't help but shuddered all over his body.

"What do we do next, do we want to go in?"

Looking at the villa in front of her, Gui Ji asked.

"Go in, I want to go back to the factory and have a look."

Zhao Ke is not very interested in the villa. Although he still has three clones in it and is in a state of being out of contact, he has not even taken back the released soul.

But right now, Zhao Ke has a very strong intuition that the truth must be related to the refinery under the six chimneys.

These little ghosts brought them here, as if they were trying to cover up something.

"But since we're here, it would be a waste of time to go back, otherwise..."

Before Gui Ji finished speaking, she was interrupted by Zhao Ke: "No, I'll go alone."

As Zhao Ke was talking, he began to arrange his clothes, making sure that the stone crystal powder would not float into the gaps on his body, and then got up to leave.

At this moment, Qi Liang frowned tightly, stepped forward to stop Zhao Ke and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go with you."

"Hey!"

Gui Ji's expression changed slightly, Qi Liang shook his head and said: "No, I also think there may be something in the factory, let's go and see, you go to the manor first, if there is no danger, find a place to wait for us first."

"Then go together!" Gui Ji was a little worried, to be precise, she was worried about Zhao Ke beside her.

Although Zhao Ke looked like the sous chef, Gui Ji saw him cut up the corpse and put his hand in, and he was the first to wake up, so both his strength and ability were beyond expectations.

This made Guiji unavoidably a little worried. After all, the postman is a society where people eat people.

Regarding Gui Ji's proposal, Qi Liang refused, saying: "That would be too much of a waste of time, it would be easier and quicker for the two of us to act in opposite directions."

Gui Ji wanted to say something more, but after being rejected by Qi Liang, she didn't say anything more.

After a group of people gathered together to discuss the plan, Zhao Ke and Qi Liang turned around and walked towards the factory. Their figures gradually disappeared from everyone's sight as they walked further and further away.

"Om..."

Push open the half-closed factory gate in front of you.

Just like the scene before they fell into memory, the corpse on the ground that was disemboweled by Zhao Ke was still there.

"Hey! Look!" Qi Liang suddenly pointed forward.

Zhao Ke noticed that there were two more sets of footprints on the ground, which seemed to have followed them into the factory.

"Go in and see!"

Zhao Ke's heart moved, and he carefully walked into the factory building along the direction of the footprints. In the dim factory building, the outside light shone in through the glass on the side of the factory building, covering the surrounding sight with a layer of gray and thin sand.

Because the interior of the factory building is relatively closed, so the footprints here, there is no trace.

Zhao Ke and Qi Liang, one on the left and one on the right, searched again according to the way they came in before, to see if they could find any clues.

Zhao Ke fumbled for the direction and found the room he searched before, but it was strange that he found nothing.

Before falling into the skill, the black shadow I saw disappeared. In this room, apart from the sheets and quilts that looked like garbage, there were some daily necessities.

Zhao Ke searched around here and went straight to another floor.

Generally speaking, this kind of old-fashioned factory office is often located in a more conspicuous place, and it must be on the top floor.

This not only highlights the status of the manager, but also monitors the working conditions of the workers below. After all, there are no cameras in this era.

Zhao Ke followed this train of thought and quickly found the office on the third floor which was temporarily expanded.

A small room, surrounded by transparent glass, can directly see the situation on the first floor below, any corner, unintentionally it is an excellent office environment.

The wooden tables and chairs were spotless. Zhao Ke opened the drawer, and inside was a thick account book, which was still written in pure English.

But this is not difficult for Zhao Ke. His English is not bad, he learned it from the old man early on. To put it in the old man's way: "If you don't learn some English, people will take you as a fool when you go out."

So even for a cook, mastering one or even two foreign languages ​​is a very important ability.

The content of the ledger is not unusual, but there is a conversion rate mentioned in it, which caught Zhao Ke's attention.

It seems that the machines in the factory can directly squeeze out the energy in the ore and turn it into a synthetic crystal, but the conversion rate is about 47%.

In other words, only half of the energy in the ore is converted into synthetic crystals, and the remaining energy is turned into black smoke and emitted.

"strangeness!"

Zhao Ke noticed that the conversion rate has not increased year by year, but has been decreasing year by year. It has been declining from the highest 69%, and on another page of the ledger, it has already begun to propose to reduce the conversion rate to 40%. Degree.

Instead of improving, it is actively declining?

Seeing this, Zhao Ke was a little dizzy. Such a move does not seem to be the way for a factory to pursue profits.

After putting away the ledger, Zhao Ke continued to rummage in other places.

squeak...

Suddenly, Zhao Ke's ear moved, and there was a very slight shaking of the door, which made Zhao Ke's movements suddenly stop, his body didn't move, and he turned his face to look back.

I saw that the door did not move, but Zhao Ke could hear a trivial sound outside the door, very slight, as if he was deliberately suppressing his own movements.

Zhao Ke narrowed his eyes, slowly put his body against the door lock, squinted his eyes and looked out through the door lock.

It was pitch black at first, but as Zhao Ke looked carefully, his eyes gradually adapted to walking in the darkness of the door lock, and he saw a black eye behind the door lock, passing through the door lock, staring at him quietly.

Chapter 363 That's Not My Hand

As soon as Zhao Ke's heart tightened, he felt his scalp go numb.

How would you feel if you looked out through the crack of the door and saw one eye staring at you coldly when you went to the toilet?

Subconsciously, he kicked up through the door.

The door in front of him was kicked out by Zhao Ke like a piece of paper.

However, the black shadow behind the door reacted equally quickly, dodged sideways, and quickly ran away.

Seeing the fleeing shadow, Zhao Ke came to his senses from a brief absence, opened the door and followed after him.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, Zhao Ke has a feeling that perhaps this guy is the key to solving the puzzle.