Train to Another World.

Chapter 197 Missing Person
In order to maintain stability in the real world, Li Zhuoguang did not use his supernatural powers extensively in the real world. Even the newly acquired Red Wheel Tensei Explosion was mostly used to stir coffee.

As the departure time approached, Li Zhuoguang took Huang Shiren back to his house again, but on the way back, they passed by the office building of Li Zhuoguang's previous company. He found that many employees were carrying storage boxes and moving things outside.

Li Zhuoguang felt a little surprised, because his previous company took the route of small and beautiful, and both employees and projects were of high quality rather than quantity. In addition, the profitability indicators were particularly healthy, so Li Zhuoguang never thought that this company would go bankrupt easily.

Li Zhuoguang stopped a taxi and got out at the company gate. He ran into the fat manager who was sweating profusely. The manager's eyes lit up when he saw Li Zhuoguang: "Xiao Li, did you hear about the company's difficulties and come back to support it?"

"It does not make sense?"

The fat manager suddenly realized: "Oh, I forgot you have left the work group. Our company has suffered a serious loss of manpower, and as you know, our company's employees are carefully selected.

If we recruit again now, not only will we not be able to take on the previous business, but we will also mess up the previous business."

Li Zhuoguang frowned and looked at his former colleagues who were walking out of the office building with their heads down. A few of them saw Li Zhuoguang, nodded hastily, and then ran away.

"This is?"

"Well, there's no need to hide it from you. You'll know it if you ask around. The company has had some problems recently, and everyone is panicking. One person took the lead, and a wave of resignations occurred. Even if the boss and I promised to increase wages and change work locations, it wouldn't help."

"In the end what happened?"

The fat manager looked around, came up to Li Zhuoguang, and whispered, "Our company has not been very clean recently."

Li Zhuoguang raised his eyebrows. He certainly understood that what the fat manager meant by not very clean was definitely not in the sense of cleanliness, and the fat manager was a believer.

He believed in Buddhism, Taoism and other religions. Whenever there were religious ceremonies or religious ceremonies in the temples around Chengdu, the fat manager could be seen. On weekends, he would go to the Christian church to worship without fail.

Li Zhuoguang sometimes wondered if the fat manager wasn't so obsessed with meat, he would have thrown himself into the arms of Allah.

So the fat manager is definitely not a materialist.

Li Zhuoguang raised his head, secretly used his magic power, looked at the office building, and scanned it again with his circle, but there was nothing unusual. He smiled and said to the fat manager: "Feudal superstition is not advisable. If something strange happens, you should contact Golden Eye or Enter Science.

It can not only dispel rumors, but also advertise the company. There have been examples before, and now many tourists from other places only know Sanxian Bridge, but not Xichun Road. "

The fat manager shook his head and said to Li Zhuoguang with an unpleasant expression: "It's not that simple. I've already called the police."

The smile on Li Zhuoguang's face disappeared, and he asked, "Did someone die?"

"Well, no one was killed, but I think it's a bad situation. The guy who used to be your best friend in the company, the specimen guy named Zhang, is missing."

"Zhang Yilin is missing?" Zhang Yilin was Li Zhuoguang's best colleague when he was working in the company. He had no other hobbies but liked collecting and making specimens.

"Yes, at first he didn't come to work, and then he didn't answer the phone. I was worried so I asked a colleague to go to his house to check, but there was no one there.

I called the police the next day. When the police arrived, they checked the surveillance footage and found that he had not come out since he got home from get off work the day before.

The technicians opened the door of his house and found no clues or signs of a fight. On his table there was a pad, some takeaway food, and an unopened bottle of Coke.

It was like the whole person just disappeared while eating dinner.”

Li Zhuoguang frowned. "Although this situation is a little strange, it happened in Zhang Yilin's home, so it won't cause a wave of resignations."

The fat manager said dejectedly, "In addition to Xiao Zhang, the game geek named Wang who you have a good relationship with is also missing. He is exactly the same as Xiao Zhang. When the police entered his room, he was still running games on his computer."

"Wang Jingyuan?" Li Zhuoguang suddenly raised his head: "Manager, what's my name?"

"Aren't you Xiao Li?"

Under Li Zhuoguang's gaze, the manager turned his head away with a guilty look on his face. "What nickname did you give me?"

"..."

"Old Jin, I advise you to see a psychiatrist as soon as possible. The fact that you have trouble remembering people's names is not just a memory problem. You can't just remember people by their nicknames from now on."

Manager Jin said awkwardly, "I'm checking it out. I've already registered at Xihua."

Li Zhuoguang felt it for a while and thought that there was still some time before the mission started, so he decided to go to the residence of these two people to see what kind of monsters dared to cause trouble under his nose.

Don’t you know that Uncle Li punched the Black Mountain Demon, kicked the Otsutsuki alien, and once chatted and laughed with the Supreme Sorcerer?

"Hey, Xiao Li, why don't you come back and help me out for a while? I'll give you a raise."

"Manager, I am already financially free."

"Weren't you financially independent before you came to the company?"

"..."

"You don't think you can hide this from others, do you? You've never been poor, so you can't pretend to be poor. Please help me, just hold on for a little while."

Li Zhuoguang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Manager, I really have something to do right now and I can't help you."

"Oh, it looks like this company is really going to be ruined."

Li Zhuoguang shook his head, pretended to fumble in his pocket for a while, and took out a gem from his storage bag. It was the gem he brought out from Lonely Mountain.

Li Zhuoguang handed the gem to Manager Jin: "This gem has no certificate, but I want to entrust Sotheby's or Christie's to help auction it. As you know, they don't accept private collections.

The company will take care of the certificates, publicity, and contact with trading companies, and 10% of the after-tax income will be used as commission. This order shouldn't require too many people, right? You can just bring an assistant, and even the publicity part can be subcontracted out."

Manager Jin held Li Zhuoguang's hand tightly and said, "Xiao Li, I knew you were a sentimental person."

Li Zhuoguang patted Manager Jin's arm and said, "Tell me the truth, what's the nickname you gave me?"

"Hahahaha! I still have to help you with this case. I have to get started right away. Have some tea at your leisure. See you later."

Li Zhuoguang watched Manager Jin twisting his fat body and running back to the office building. He smiled helplessly, turned around, hailed a taxi and left.

After getting in the car, Li Zhuoguang's face became gloomy. Whether it was Zhang Yifeng or Wang Jingyuan, they had always had a good relationship with him, but now they were nowhere to be found alive or dead.

If he was still a mortal in the past, he could only worry about them, but now it was different. No matter whether that thing was a human or a ghost, he would find it, use the Red Wheel Tensei Explosion he had just learned to give it a severe enema, and then send it to the Crimson Universe so that it would never be reincarnated.

An hour later, Li Zhuoguang returned to the study in his house, skillfully took out the suicide note, placed it on the desk, and began to doubt his life.

He had been to the homes of the two missing persons. They were clean and tidy, and no matter how he checked, he could not find any trace of the supernatural.

Even though Li Zhuoguang's body was transformed into a red tank and he absorbed a large amount of crimson magic power and launched a large-scale, high-intensity circular impact, he still couldn't find any suspicious traces within a radius of 100 kilometers.

If the opponent's strength is so high that even Li Zhuoguang cannot detect it, then does it need to hide when doing such a thing?

With this thought in mind, Li Zhuoguang returned to the carriage.

(End of this chapter)