On this day, Lao Zhou came to work as usual, but his heart was overwhelming.

Seeing the office he was familiar with from a distance, he couldn't help feeling mixed. Many years ago, in order to fight for the position of the field director, he worked hard and performed desperately, and finally succeeded.

But now, he has become a panic dog. The forensic doctor sent by the police was a blood sample taken yesterday. I believe it should be the result today.

Once the results come out, the police can immediately find out that the suspect is his son Zhou Xiaoguang.

The catastrophe is finally coming.

There is no doubt that the police will find themselves today and ask about his son's whereabouts.

Lao Zhou walked to the office door with a sad face, took out the key, and was about to open the door.

The door of the personnel office next door suddenly opened. Sister Luo stretched out her fleshy face and looked at him with a smile, "Come on, Lao Zhou."

"Yeah." Lao Zhou nodded habitually.

Lao Zhou opened the door, sighed, and entered the room. Somehow, he turned around abruptly, stretched out his head and glanced out, just in time to see Sister Luo staring at his back and smiling.

Is this fat lady taking laughing medicine today? Always staring at yourself and laughing?

Did she discover some secret?

Lao Zhou walked to the desk suspiciously and was immediately stunned.

He saw a note on the table. The width of the note was the same as A4 paper, but it was only thirty centimeters in length.

The note was held down with Lao Zhou's teacup.

This note was obviously reserved for Lao Zhou. In order to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, it was deliberately pressed with a teacup.

For Lao Zhou, this is a super sensitive period, and any slight changes around him will be seen in his eyes.

There is a line of small print on the paper.

He immediately realized that the note would not be a good thing.

Lao Zhou grabbed the reading glasses with trembling hands and put them on. He took a look at the note, and was immediately startled.

I saw the note saying-I know what you did.

The words on the note are imitation Times New Roman printed by the computer, and it is impossible to see whose notes are.

Lao Zhou grabbed the note and tore it to pieces angrily.

Who put this note here?

At this moment, Sister Luo's plump figure flashed past the window.

Lao Zhou has a spirit in his heart. Could it be this fat woman?

Looking back on it carefully, it seems that she has been particularly concerned about herself recently. Could it be that she found out and kept this note deliberately to threaten herself? What exactly does she know? What is the purpose of her threatening herself?

For no reason, she regards the outgoing and lively Sister Luo as a threat who left a note. It seems a bit unfair to her, but besides her, Zhou can't think of a second person. This note can never be a game. Mi Xiao Manzi and Sleeping God Lao Hei left, right?

The more Lao Zhou thought about it, the more he became anxious, he couldn't sit still anymore.

Even if the fat lady knows about it, he should always ask her personally and probe her tone. See how much she knows.

Making up his mind, Lao Zhou opened the door and walked out of the office, went to the personnel department next door, and knocked on the door.

But no one responded.

Is this fat lady not in the house?

Lao Zhou pushed the door in and found that there was no one in the house.

Just when he turned to leave, he glanced at the window casually.

It doesn't matter if I look at it, I really see the problem.

Lao Zhou found a gap in the blinds.

Seeing the gap, Lao Zhou didn't feel his heart moved. He stepped forward, leaned over the gap and took a look, and he understood everything.

Through this gap, what I saw was the wall outside the window. Outside the wall was the Yinbao Building where his son was hiding.

This gap must have been made by the fat woman herself.

But why did she make the gap?

Is it possible to monitor yourself?

Thinking of this, Lao Zhou immediately felt cold all over.

To prove his idea, he opened the window and looked out the window.

Sure enough, I found a line of footprints on the dirt outside the window.

The size of the footprint is very small, it should be a woman's footprint, but this line of small footprints is deeply sunken in the mud.

The footprints are very fresh, they should have been left recently.

Lao Zhou pressed his hand on the window sill and jumped out of the window. He compared his footprints with the line of small footprints and found that the small footprints were much deeper than his own. This shows that the owner of the small footprints is a fat man, on the soft soil. The fat man’s footprints are much deeper than those of the thin man.

At the moment, what appeared in front of Lao Zhou was the plump body of Sister Luo.

This must be the footprint of Sister Luo.

But what did Sister Luo turn to outside the window?

Ten fat guys and ten lazy guys, things like flipping through the window and jumping over the wall are probably the last thing fat guys like to do.

She was willing to move her body like a Roshan to climb out of the window. What was the purpose?

Following those small footprints, Lao Zhou actually walked to the wall!

Now, Lao Zhou understood in his heart.

Could this fat lady watch me go out over the wall and follow me to the fence?

Lao Zhou stared at the wall carefully, and he found that there were a few palm prints on the wall. Lao Zhou put his hand on the side of the palm print of the little hand and compared it, and found that the palm print was short, fat, and fat, which was Sister Luo. Palm print.

Lao Zhou climbed to the top of the wall, sat on the wall, and found that the small footprints were only in the wall, but not outside the wall.

It seems that she is not only as simple as peeping and tracking herself, she has also tried to go over the wall to Yinbao Building with herself, but it seems that her fat body has become the biggest obstacle, and she has not been able to get over the wall. Because there are no footprints of her outside the window.

Fortunately, she can't turn it over, otherwise let her follow her into the secret hideout of Yinbao Building, and it won't be all over.

But at present, she already knows a lot.

Lao Zhou jumped off the wall, still crawling back to the HR office, closing the windows, tidying up the blinds, and hurried back to his office.

At this moment, Lao Zhou felt like a cat scratching and biting an insect, unspeakably uncomfortable.

Back to the office again, Lao Zhou couldn't sit still.

There are two reasons. The results of the first DNA comparison will come out today, and the police will appear in the office when they speak, forcing him to ask about his son's whereabouts. Second, Sister Luo has already become an existence that makes him restless.

Coupled with the note on the table, the words on the note were like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.

No matter who wrote this note, it was a big threat to Lao Zhou.

Lao Zhou understood that he could not stay here anymore.

Instead of waiting for the arrival of the police, it is better to escape quickly.

Thirty-six strategies are the best.

But where can I go?

The only place I can go now is my son's hiding place.

At the thought of this, Lao Zhou was so sad that he almost shed tears, so he gritted his teeth and walked to the window, drew the curtains, and locked the door.

Then walked to the window, opened the window, and jumped out of the window.

Lao Zhou took one last look at the office where he had worked for many years, then closed the window, left with tears, walked towards the wall, quickly climbed to the top of the wall, and turned over.