Elevator Miss Lin

The man named Director Zhang has obviously lost his mind and lost his mind. He lost his manners. In the winter, there was sweat on his forehead because of my torture. I was stunned and cooled down from the depression. , the whole body is cold, the body sinks, I don't know which sentence to listen to him, the wind outside the door is blowing, suddenly there is a bang, the door of the property office is blown by the wind, the supervisor seems to think of something, Suddenly frightened and fell to the floor.It took a long time for him to get up from the ground in a bit of a panic. He tricked the younger customer service girl, and the customer service came to help me. All my nervousness was exhausted that day. My energy was also exhausted, the customer service supported me on the chair, I couldn't sit still, and my body slid straight down, how could the people in the property company know my real intention to find Lin Zhi?

It’s just that they couldn’t help worrying when they saw me in such a state. My palms were full of sweat. I didn’t know what happened. My hands trembled and I covered my face. I didn’t know what the truth was. Clenched tightly together, fingernails dug into palms, I didn’t feel pain, I just hoped that those bloodstains could wake me up, I frowned, my face was pale, I opened my mouth, but couldn’t say anything When I came out, the supervisor filled me with a cup of hot water in a white paper cup. I took it and held it in my hands. The heat was transmitted through the cup, and I became warmer.

Seeing that I finally calmed down, the man who pretended to be upright relaxed a little bit. He let out a long sigh of relief. He might also feel that he had made a fuss just now, as if his professionalism had returned. He leaned forward, I bowed, "I'm sorry, Miss Lu, I apologize to you for my attitude just now, but what you said about Miss Lin is really, really a bit..." He paused, After thinking for a long time, I probably didn't think of the right words, so I just changed the subject and said, "Ms. Lin's house, after what happened three years ago, as far as I know, no one has lived in that house anymore. , her father originally wanted to sell the house, but because of what happened, no one would buy it, and it would not be possible to rent it out. So, I said, Miss Lu, you must remember wrongly, the noise cannot be 1603 from."

I didn't argue anymore, the fact is that there is no noise at all, only me and Lin Zhi's restrained sex every night and those dreamlike panting sounds, if Lin Zhi had passed away three years ago, then the one who slept with me Who is that woman?Why did she pretend to be Lin Zhi, and why did she still have the key to Lin Zhi's house? She was clearly the mistress of that house, and who was the Jing Yun that Lin Zhi even called out when she was in love?I was full of doubts, but I couldn't tell anyone. I just asked nonsensically, "Then do you know who Jing Yun is?"

The supervisor was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, obviously he didn't know, I was dizzy and felt like my head was going to die, but I still held on, "The person on the other end of the phone just now belongs to Lin Zhi Husband?"

The supervisor walked to the desk and looked at the computer, "That should be Lin Zhi's father. After that, the contact information of the owner of 1603 was changed to her father's. Ms. Lin, she... "

As an owner who came to complain about the neighbors downstairs, I have already asked too many questions. The supervisor must have said something too quickly, and swallowed it back at the end. He stopped talking, and I didn't continue to ask. I finally made a request to see the surveillance in the elevator. In the past few days, I met Lin Zhi in the elevator. I have met Lin Zhi several times. There is always surveillance that can explain everything. All her hopes were pinned on the surveillance, as long as the surveillance called out that person, she would know who was impersonating Lin Zhi, and everything would be clear.

I randomly found other far-fetched reasons, and said that I felt that someone was following me recently and asked to watch the elevator monitor. I can't remember the exact day when I met Lin Zhi. After a long, long period of time, I finally saw myself. It’s just that those surveillance images looked so strange, so unfamiliar that cold sweat broke down my spine. Maybe at the same time, Director Zhang was sweating at the same time. I was the only one in the surveillance. The person kept looking at the air in the corner, as if he was talking to someone, but there was no one else in the elevator, not even anyone else, and I was the only one. I couldn't be sure if it was because I met Lin Zhi At that time, I could only keep clicking on the computer, but no matter how long I searched, I couldn't find that woman in the surveillance screen. I was stunned in front of the computer, and Director Zhang was getting farther and farther away from me. , I didn't notice the panic in his eyes, I just felt powerless, the fear gradually swept me like a tide, from the soles of my feet to my knees, then to my waist, abdomen, chest, I gradually couldn't breathe, the tide drowned to the top, I just feel that I can't breathe gradually. There is no Lin Zhi in the surveillance screen, is there that beautiful woman in the gray coat with long hair and shawl? ? ?

Why not?I have also touched her fingertips, and that hoarse and pleasant voice, and I have also talked to her, why not?Is there something wrong with this monitoring? ? ?Why only me was photographed, but Lin Zhi was not photographed?or?Not Lin Zhi, but that woman pretending to be Lin Zhi?Why not?My hands were trembling and I kept searching on the mouse, but I couldn’t find it. Like Lin Zhi’s sudden disappearance, I couldn’t find her no matter how I looked. I turned my head helplessly and looked at Director Zhang behind me. I couldn’t ask a single question. Literally, Director Zhang looked at me like he was looking at a mental patient, I was at a loss, the sky outside was already dark, and I stayed in the management office all day.

The supervisor's Adam's apple twitched, he swallowed, and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Lu, it's time for us to get off work."

It was getting dark, and the supervisor was obviously afraid of me. I don’t know why she was afraid of me. I wanted to stand up expressionlessly, but I had no strength at all. I was surrounded by a strong sense of nothingness. I struggled to hold on. I propped up the table, and then I stood up from the chair. My eyes were still inseparable from the monitoring screen, and I looked at myself on the computer screen. It was so strange, how could it be me?The self-talking self was not normal, I had to move my feet, and as soon as I stepped out, my eyes went dark, and I didn't know anything.