The flower expo was very lively and beautifully decorated.

The colorful flowers blooming attract the attention of countless people.

Wu Xiaomei shuttled among the flowers like a butterfly.

I looked here and there, dancing happily, and soon I bought a lot of flowers.

However, Liu Jie was a little absent-minded and followed Wu Xiaomei like a robot.

Even Wu Xiaomei could tell there was something wrong with him.

During dinner, Wu Xiaomei asked her doubts.

"What's wrong with you? Is it because of Qian Cheng's matter?" Wu Xiaomei asked.

"You know everything?"

"How could I not know about such a big thing? This happened to you just after you moved in. It's normal to have emotions. Relax and don't have any psychological burden. If you are scared, you can stay in the hotel temporarily." Wu

Xiaomei said with a smile.

Fear?

When Liu Jie heard this, he straightened up immediately. No matter how scared he was, he couldn't show it in front of Wu Xiaomei.

"What does it mean to be afraid? I...how could I be afraid?" Liu Jie, who was still dejected just now, seemed to have been given a shot of blood, and his voice instantly rose an octave.

"It's okay. I'm serious. It's human nature to be afraid if something like this happens. That's why I brought you out today. Take these flowers back and put them on your balcony. You can look at them more every day.

Your mood will naturally feel better.”

As Wu Xiaomei spoke, she pushed a pot of orchids in front of Liu Jie.

"Did you buy it for me?"

"That's right. Of course, I did this to decorate the house and try to sell the house as soon as possible, so I really want to trouble you. I put all my hopes on you. I have watched your live broadcast. The effect is

Very good, the attention is very high now, thank you."

Wu Xiaomei smiled, showing a shy expression like a girl.

She turned the spoon gently, with a hint of innocence mixed with a hint of worry in her big, watery eyes.

"Why are you in such a hurry to sell the house?" Liu Jie asked with some confusion.

"Because this is my only concern in China. If I sell the house, I can leave here forever."

The only concern is Wu Xiaomei's answer.

Liu Jie suddenly felt a little lost, as if he had lost something.

But he soon felt relieved. He and Wu Xiaomei were not even friends, so naturally they wouldn't take him seriously.

"Okay, I understand, I will try my best."

No matter what, since he took the job, he will try his best to complete his work.

"Are you in the owner group?" Liu Jie suddenly thought of the mini program, which was the real reason that confused him all day.

"I'm not here, what's wrong?"

"Have you ever heard of Nietzsche?"

"I've heard of a foreign philosopher. Why do you mention him?"

Wu Xiaomei blinked her eyes and looked very serious.

"No...nothing."

Liu Jie swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips.

Wu Xiaomei is just a fool, and if she continues to ask questions, there will be no results.

It seems that if you want to investigate this person, you need to find an acquaintance. Uncle Guo flashed in Liu Jie's mind.

Nietzsche had asked him to investigate Qian Cheng's tomb relocation before, so maybe he really knew some inside information.

On the way back, Liu Jie deliberately bought a roast chicken and knocked on the door of the security room.

In the security room, Uncle Guo was listening to the opera with his legs crossed, eyes half-closed, and humming in a low voice.

"I think back then, when my team just opened, we only had a few people and seven or eight guns..."

Uncle Guo immediately sat up when he heard the knock on the door. When he saw that Liu Jie was coming, he smiled immediately.

"Hey, isn't this a big anchor? He's back. How was it? Did you enjoy the date?" Uncle Guo asked with a smirk.

"What date?"

"Hey, hey, stop pretending. Why did you buy so many flowers for a date?" Uncle Guo said with a smile.

Liu Jie turned his head and glanced at the flowers in his hand and immediately smiled.

"You misunderstood. This is what Miss Wu bought. Let's not talk about it. You haven't had dinner yet. I brought you a roast chicken." Liu Jie quickly changed the subject and respectfully placed the roast chicken on the table.

On the table.

Uncle Guo glanced at the roasted chicken and looked at Liu Jie with some doubts: "Young man, we are not familiar with each other. You must have ulterior motives for being so polite, right? Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Hahaha, look what you said, I just want to chat with you. Since you said so, I won't be polite. I want to ask you something."

"Sit down and let's chat while we eat."

Uncle Guo was no longer polite, opened the bag and started eating by himself.

"Well, it tastes good. It cost you money. Tell me, what do you want to know?"

Liu Jie thought for a while and said, "Uncle, do you know anything about Qian Cheng? I heard that he is planning to move his grave. Is this true?"

"It's true. Many people in the community know about this." Uncle Guo said without hesitation.

"About when?"

"It seems like it will be next week. It's a pity that the grave will be gone before anyone can move it."

Sure enough, Qian Chengzheng was preparing to move the grave.

Nietzsche did not lie.

After learning this result, Liu Jie's heart became entangled again.

"Are you in the owner group?" Liu Jie continued to ask.

"No, because my mobile phone doesn't allow it and I don't know how to play." Uncle Guo said and took out his mobile phone.

Logia 1011.

This kind of antique machine really cannot play WeChat.

"So how many owners are there in Jile Building now? I mean they have lived here for a long time?"

"About fifty."

"More than fifty?" This result was a bit surprising to Liu Jie. There were ten floors in Jile Building, and there were at least a hundred stores.

Not even half of the fifty companies are there yet.

Uncle Guo noticed Liu Jie's confusion and explained with a smile: "This is an old community. Rich people have gone out to buy houses, so most of these old houses have been rented out. Take Jile Building as an example for outsiders."

It’s more than half, so there are both owners and tenants in the property owner group. It’s a mess, and many people quit immediately after joining. This is the real reason why I asked you not to talk nonsense in there.”

"So the house is full?"

"No, there are also some houses that are vacant. I don't know the specific situation."

"Do you have information on them?"

"Of course I don't have this. If you want to check, you can go to the property management company, but they probably won't give it to you. Then again, why are you checking this?" Uncle Guo raised his head and looked at Liu Jie with some confusion.

"I... I just asked casually. After all, I have moved in now, and I also want to know who these neighbors are."

Liu Jie laughed and quickly found an excuse to deal with it.

"Well, I advise you not to waste your energy. You are just an anchor, and the house is not yours. What's more, everyone here hates Wu Xiaoxia."

After Uncle Guo finished speaking, he added: "Young man, I still say the same thing, be sure to be careful of Wu Xiaomei, otherwise you won't even know how you died."

"Okay, I understand, thank you. Do you know the owner of 508?"

After saying half a sentence, Liu Jie changed the topic as quickly as possible.

No need to guess what Uncle Guo wants to say next, he already knows.

Most likely it was some weird statement about demons, ghosts, and Wu Xiaomei not being human.

"508, oh, I remembered. There is a brother and sister living there. The man is a fool and has a brain problem. As for his sister, look, she is back!" Uncle Guo said and looked out the window.

Liu Jie looked up and saw a green motorcycle driving into the community. The driver was a young woman in her twenties.

Wearing jeans, long legs, a beautiful face, long flowing hair, and tattoos all over his exposed waist.

It is filled with a wild beauty from the inside to the outside.

Like a cheetah.
To be continued...