After a while, there was a knock on the office door.
Qiao Na walked in holding two documents. "Director, these are from Senlai. They said they need your signature."
Meng Sheng's eyes focused instantly. She raised her hand to rub her temples, took it and read it carefully. She took out the Qianyu fountain pen that Pei Sui gave her, unscrewed the pen cap and signed her name in several places.
As she closed the file, she said, "Call security captain Qin Yong over here. I have something to tell him."
Qiao Na was stunned, put away the documents, and nodded slightly, "Yes, I'll go now."
Ten minutes later, security captain Qin Yong walked in. "Director, are you looking for me?"
Meng Sheng nodded and asked him to sit on the sofa. "Well, I have something that requires your cooperation, so I need to discuss it with you."
Qin Yong was a little shocked and sat down straight, "Director, please tell me. I will cooperate with you if you need anything."
After nine o'clock in the evening, the entire art museum fell into a warm and healing silence, and everyone left the museum.
Only the security department would use flashlights to check the electricity box, water meter, and each door lock.
Meng Sheng took a nap on the sofa. When she woke up, the alarm clock hadn't rung yet. It was only half past three. The room was pitch black. She didn't turn on the lights and went to the bathroom with the light from her mobile phone.
Just after four o'clock, there was a knock on the office door, and Qin Yong came in with two other staff members.
After greeting each other, a few people hid in the dark.
Ten minutes later, a security guard came up to say that a dark figure had pried open the lock of the southwest door at the back and quietly slipped into the art gallery.
Meng Sheng glanced at it, his heart pounding nervously, as if it would jump out in the next second.
She took several deep breaths but couldn't calm down.
Thinking about the chemicals in Ning Weiwei's hand, she really couldn't remain calm and composed.
A moment of life and death.
More than ten minutes later, at the 4:27 mentioned in the text message, the sound of someone entering a password came from the office door.
Soon with a "click", the office door opened.
A slightly blurry figure appeared in the darkness. After a few breaths, a light appeared in the shadow's hand and scanned the entire office.
Meng Sheng held his breath, clenched his fists unconsciously, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his palms unknowingly.
Then, she heard a mocking and contemptuous sneer break through the air, "Ha."
"It hasn't changed at all."
This sound...
It’s indeed Ning Weiwei’s.
Meng Sheng was sure.
The things that the text messages reminded her of had been verified many times, but even now, even if she didn't feel fear or creepy, she still felt scared.
She was surprised at who the other person was and why he knew so much about the things and people around her, and even what would happen in the future.
It was as if there was always someone around her whom she couldn't see or touch, monitoring her life at all times.
This feeling...
I can’t say I feel depressed, or I feel safe, it’s just weird and hard to describe.
The tense atmosphere only allowed her to think about it for a second. She quickly came to her senses, tilted her head slightly, and slowly looked over again, suppressing her breathing.
Ning Weiwei took two glass jars without knowing it, and moved as slowly as a sloth, not daring to make any extra movements, and just placed them on the coffee table.
Although the style of the glass bottles was not clear, with only the outline of two glass bottles connected together, Meng Sheng could immediately guess at a glance that the contents of the two jars should be the concentrated nitric acid and ethanol mentioned in the text message.
Her pupils trembled suddenly, and her heart began to tighten.
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