Instantly, a bitter smell spread in the office.

When it cooled down a bit, Wang Guohua took the cup and came to the window to look out the window.

Then, he drank sips of coffee into his mouth, and finally drank the last bit of brown liquid in the bowl. The cup bottomed out, and then he sat back down.

However, before he could pick up the materials on the table and continue working, he suddenly felt a sharp stabbing pain in his stomach.

Wang Guohua endured the severe pain and prepared to get up and go to the toilet. However, the pain became more and more severe, until finally, the pain made him fall from his seat. As the pain intensified, he felt a knife-like pain in his abdomen.

"Someone, save me..."

There was a sound in his throat, but the next second he felt as if something had punctured his belly. The pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe. He could only curl up and lie on the ground, begging for someone to save him.

"I, I don't want to die, someone, come here."

With all his strength, he shouted, wanting someone to take him to the hospital.

However, he forgot that today was New Year's Day and there were not many people in the investigation office.

Even if there were, it was almost noon, so I probably would have gone down to eat.

So he wanted to knock on the table to attract everyone's attention.

But the next second, he felt as if Monkey King was having trouble in his stomach. His whole chest hurt even when he breathed, and his body started to tremble involuntarily.

He only drank a cup of coffee, how could this happen?

Is there something wrong with this coffee?

Or, is it poison?

But, he is still useful, why should we harm him?

No reason.

Wang Guohua couldn't understand and couldn't think about it anymore.

Because his body has completely lost consciousness.

"save..."

When he said the last word in his throat, he saw a group of green light suddenly appear on the table, like an hallucination.

Then Wang Guohua felt as if his stomach was filled with something, his eyes widened in an instant, and he fell to the ground.

After a while, Xiaowei controlled the clone to circle around him. After confirming his death, she began to recover the wood in his body.

After the re-transformed wood particles completely left the body, the clone hid them in the table and followed them in.

"咻咻"

Yang Xiaotao, who was watching the performance, suddenly heard Xiao Wei's tired voice and quickly asked how the situation was.

As a result, the image of Wang Guohua lying on the ground and dying appeared in his mind.

It’s just those eyes that never look back, telling the unwillingness and doubts in his heart.

Everything goes according to plan.

After telling Xiaowei to have a good rest, Yang Xiaotao immediately smiled and clapped.

"Okay, you sang so well."

After hearing this, Mr. Wang also focused on the performance above. At this moment, a group of men from the security department sang Yang Xiaotao's "Top Gun" at the top of their lungs.

"How many times of wind and rain, how many times of spring and autumn, wind, frost, snow and rain..."

Although the lyrics, composition and everything else are good, those rough guys can't sing it at all except for having a louder voice.

Then he looked at Yang Xiaotao suspiciously, "Are you sure this is what you mean?"

"Of course, it's great. This performance is great."

Yang Xiaotao clapped his hands and praised Xiaowei in his heart.

This time, Yang Xiaotao had been planning for a long time to solve the problem.

In the end, I chose to use this bizarre method not only to increase confusion, but more importantly, to let those people understand that God is watching when people do it.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end!
Chapter completed!