Volume 4: Return of the Dead Chapter 0088 Clues
"I'm busy right now. I'll call you back later."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for a reply. Putting the phone back into his pocket, Wu Qi said to Cheng Wushuang apologetically:
"Wait for me for a moment, I will solve this matter immediately."
Cheng Wushuang did not answer, but just nodded slightly.
He came downstairs angrily, and the restaurant manager happened to be there. Without any nonsense, Wu Qi said to the manager:
"Your waiters here have such bad tempers. Not only do they not serve all the tableware, but you can't even say anything!"
The manager then called the waiter over and asked him:
"What's going on? How can you not serve all the dishes to the guests? Besides, how can you not tell me that service comes first?"
"He was deliberately looking for trouble. I put tableware according to the number of people. Since there was only one person at his table, of course I had to put a set of tableware."
"fart!"
Hearing the waiter still quibbling, Wu Qi couldn't help but curse:
"You ate the person sitting opposite me?"
At this time, the and whispered a few words in the manager's ear. The manager's expression became strange after hearing this, but he still explained to Wu Qi politely:
"This employee is new, so he doesn't have much experience. There's just a set of tableware here, I'll have someone send it over right away. Also, we're giving you a bowl of pasta for free, so let's just leave it at that, is that ok?"
Seeing that the manager said so, Wu Qi felt that there was no need to continue to argue. After all, Cheng Wushuang was still there, and he couldn't just leave him there alone.
"Okay, I don't want to argue with you guys."
After Wu Qi left, the waiters on the first floor came up to him and asked:
"What happened?"
"Nothing, just a psychopath talking to himself. If you don't know, you might think there's someone sitting opposite him..."
Wu Qi had just reached the second floor when the phone in his pocket rang again. It was his colleague Zhang Chuan calling:
"What the hell is going on, brother?"
"Where are you?"
"The restaurant is hosting a dinner, so I'll keep it short."
"I'm fine personally, it's the company that's in trouble."
"Company? What happened in the company?"
"Manager Cheng is dead!"
"Manager Cheng? Which Manager Cheng?"
Wu Qi didn't react for a while until Zhang Chuan on the other end of the phone said the man's name:
"There's another manager in the company, Cheng Wushuang. I was wondering why she didn't come to work today. Turns out she's dead. I heard she was murdered. The police are here."
Wu Qi just felt like he had heard the funniest joke, and he couldn't help but laugh:
"Haha, are you an interesting person or not? Cheng Wushuang is dead, why don't you make up a story that I'm dead?"
"Fuck, I'm telling the truth!"
"Hey, what a coincidence, I'm having dinner with Cheng Wushuang right now."
"Ah? Is this true? Don't scare me."
"Whoever lies to you is a grandson!"
Without further ado, Wu Qi pressed the hang-up button fiercely, and at the same time greeted Zhang Chuan's relatives in his heart.
"The manager has apologized and another set of tableware will be here soon."
Sitting down again, Wu Qi had lost his previous composure, which showed how badly this meal had gone. Instead of deepening their feelings, it made their relationship even more awkward.
"Would you like to hear a story?"
Cheng Wushuang smiled stiffly, which made Wu Qi shudder:
"Okay, okay, what's the story?"
“An untold story.”
After Cheng Wushuang finished speaking, Wu Qi's eyes suddenly went dark, and then a sense of squeezed pain spread throughout his body. In front of him was no longer the elegant restaurant, but a pitch-black darkness.
"ah--!"
After realizing what was happening, Wu Qi immediately screamed in fear. He even doubted whether he was dreaming, but the cold squeezing feeling on his body reminded him all the time that this was not a dream.
"How could this happen! What's going on, Xiaoshuang?"
After shouting at the top of his lungs for five minutes, he finally accepted the fact that this was no longer the western restaurant. As for where it was, probably only God knew.
He felt as if his body was stuck in something. If he moved a little, the exposed skin would be rubbed painfully. In addition, the temperature here was very low. After just a short while, he was already shivering from the cold.
"Help! Help..."
He shouted hoarsely, but everything around him was silent, as if he would die here. He couldn't understand it all, because he was sitting in the restaurant with Xiaoshuang one second ago, and the next second he appeared inexplicably in this ghost place.
"Yes, I still have a cell phone, I can call the police!"
Thinking that he still had his cell phone to use, he was no longer as panicked as before. Enduring the stinging pain from his skin being rubbed , he took out his cell phone from his pocket with great effort, but... the screen was black.
“Damn it!”
He held down the power button for a long time, but the screen still didn't light up, so he finally gave up in despair. He pushed back hard, and as he moved, a muffled "bang bang" sound came from behind, and it was obvious that there was a dead end behind him.
But he did not give up. Although the place he was in was very narrow, he could still move his body if he endured the pain. He stretched out his hand and probed forward. Fortunately, there was no obstruction, which showed that there was a passage ahead.
He decided to crawl forward. The temperature here was very low, and if he continued to sit there and wait for death, he would most likely freeze to death, so he might as well try his luck.
Trying to lower his body as much as possible to reduce the friction between his skin and the surroundings, he began to crawl forward. Every once in a while he would stop to catch his breath and then continue with the previous action.
He didn't know how long he had been climbing when he suddenly heard a faint breathing sound coming from the front. The moment he heard the breathing sound, all the hairs on his body stood up! There seemed to be something in front of him!
He didn't know what was ahead in the darkness, so he simply stopped, held his breath and listened hard.
“Hoo…Hoo…”
The sound seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, perhaps twenty meters away, or perhaps less than ten meters.
"What on earth is that? A person, or..."
Wu Qi suddenly thought of something. He raised his hand and carefully touched the surrounding area. The texture was smooth and abrasive, just like the cement pipes he had climbed when he was a child! Yes, that was the feeling!
"Am I in a cement pipe?"
An incredible thought came to his mind, and this thought told him that he was in the pipe where Xiaofeng died.
“Click!”
Just as he was trying to find a reason to convince himself that this was not the truth, his hand in front of him was suddenly touched by something. This slight touch almost frightened him to death, and he quickly screamed and stepped back. But before he could move, a chill went deep into his bones, and a pair of hands grabbed his neck!
Two bright red lights gradually came into his sight, and then a blurry face began to become clear. It was it! He remembered that this was the child who climbed onto Cheng Wushuang that day!
"Xiao, Xiaofeng, I didn't kill you. They were the ones who came up with the idea... Don't kill me, don't kill me!"
Wu Qi stood up with his arms and legs bared, which again attracted the attention of the surrounding customers. Finally, the manager ran over and calmed him down.
"What am I doing?"
Wu Qi came out of that state and looked at the people in the restaurant blankly, and also looked at the restaurant manager blankly.
"Are you okay sir?"
"I-I'm fine."
"By the way, I want to ask you something. Am I the only one coming to dinner today?"
"Yeah, you're the only one!"
Hearing this, Wu Qi's head buzzed and his body was covered in cold sweat again. He thought he had encountered a ghost.
At the same time, Wu Qi’s company.
"Say what you just said again!"
Facing Xiao Mo's frosty face, Zhang Chuan's smile was extremely ugly, and he quickly explained:
"Just treat it as a joke, seriously, haha..."
"If I heard you correctly, you just said that a man named Wu Qi called you and said he was having dinner with the deceased. Is that right?"
"Mr. Policeman, please don't misunderstand me. I really don't mean to play tricks on you. Didn't you ask me if I had seen or heard anything related to the supernatural?"
Xiao Mo waved his hand, not wanting to listen to Zhang Chuan's meaningless words anymore. He asked again in a heavier tone:
"I just want to ask you, did you make up the sentence you just said, or did the person named Wu Qi tell you?"
"Wu Qi told me that. I guess he didn't believe that Manager Cheng would die, so he was joking with me."
Xiao Mo nodded, indicating that Zhang Chuan could leave, and then he found Zhang Tianyi who was asking other employees:
"There is an employee named Wu Qi who may also be related to this incident. We should investigate him."
