"What you're trying to say is that I'm full of gibberish, right?" Qing chuckled and rubbed her slightly sore back as she opened the door to the staff room and walked inside. Since it took a lot of time to have breakfast in the shopping street, I went to work a lot later than usual today, and almost all the desks were already in place, and even Fujimura, who had always been handed over, had arrived, and everyone was disturbed to prepare for the work that needed to be prepared for the day, but today gave people a subtle feeling.

'The atmosphere doesn't seem right--- ' Mordred could already smell something different in the air, a dull and dull shade of gray. Qing glanced around the room, lifted his glasses and didn't speak, and walked straight to his desk and sat down. This strange atmosphere is not aimless, strictly speaking, this dignified spearhead is more like pointing directly at himself, and even from time to time there are bundles of gazes projected.

Qing couldn't help frowning slightly, because it stands to reason that he went to work as usual, and didn't do anything, just like he was doing idle work, but all the spearheads were coming towards him, and there was even an unsettling taste. At this time, some staff even hurriedly packed up some materials, lowered their heads and walked out of the office paper, and this was like a chain reaction, one walked away, then the second, the third, and after a while, there were only three or two people left in the room.

'You seem to be in trouble---,' Mordred reminded with a vague hint of it, and she sensed it very well in the middle of the strange atmosphere. 'I know! Qing replied sullenly and glared at the guy, because no matter how she looked at it, it seemed that she was looking at things from the perspective of watching a good show, rather than seeing things as a party. But what the hell was going on was completely incomprehensible, and the solemnity in the air was not relieved, even if there were only three or four people left.

Except for Fujimura and Katsuki, who are far away, the only people left are those who are immersed in hard work, these are all workaholics who have always turned their ears to things outside the window, never chatting with colleagues, and only studying one thing all day long, it is reasonable that they did not leave, but at the same time they are also in this strange atmosphere, exuding the same atmosphere as other employees, just because they have the ties of work, they have not left, and if they are busy, they will basically leave without hesitation.

'Assassin, you haven't done anything out of the ordinary lately, have you?' This time the trouble may be a bit big--- 'Qing Shen said in a deep voice, he has a clear conscience about his own affairs, and he has definitely not done anything unseemly! Mordred smiled coldly, and observed the few remaining staff with the help of the spirit body, "Don't pour dirty things on my head casually, you are much stronger than me compared to evil, and this strange thing may not be related to you, because they are also secretly targeting you." ’

The only ones who were left were no exception, and Qing fell silent, because in this way the whole office pointed the finger at him, even the maverick workaholic was not immune, and all these aspects showed that the matter had gone wrong, and he still knew nothing.

Qing bit her lip and found it fundamentally difficult to accept this fact, she had to figure out what the situation was, so she got up and walked to Fujimura, she knew her best, and she didn't release an atmosphere of resistance in the entire office, looking for her to find out what breakthrough she could find out if she couldn't move, and figure out everything!