A single divination predicts life and death; the entire internet begs me to start a live stream.

12:23 AM.

Downstairs at the Qin Group Building.

A taxi was parked on the side of the road.

Chen Bufan got out of the car and looked up at the glass building in front of him.

In the darkness of night, the building resembles a black knife standing in the heart of the city.

The red aviation lights on the rooftop were flashing.

Each time it flashes, the glass curtain wall of the entire building glows with a dark red hue.

Like blood.

Qin Ruoxue stood at the entrance of the lobby waiting for him.

She wore a long black trench coat, her hair was a bit messy, and her complexion was even paler than in the photo.

The incident in the elevator just now tore a hole in the rationality she was trying so hard to maintain.

Seeing Chen Bufan get out of the car, she quickly walked over.

"Mr. Chen."

Her voice was a little hoarse.

"If I had pressed the button for the first floor just now, would it be...?"

"Yes."

Chen Bufan didn't even glance at her, and walked straight into the lobby.

Qin Ruoxue was taken aback for a moment.

She thought he would at least say "maybe".

But Chen Bufan didn't.

He said it too bluntly.

It was so straightforward, it was like stating a result that had already occurred.

Qin Ruoxue followed.

"Was the elevator deliberately erected?"

Chen Bufan walked to the entrance of the lobby and stopped.

Not entirely.

Qin Ruoxue frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Bufan looked at the light above the revolving door.

The lights were very bright.

But in his eyes, the lamp was shrouded in a layer of grayish-black mist.

Like a dirty hand, pressing firmly against the entrance.

"Someone tampered with it."

"Some people also took advantage of the situation."

Qin Ruoxue didn't understand.

But she didn't refute it like she had before.

She witnessed a loud noise coming from the elevator shaft on the first floor after the elevator stopped on the third floor.

I also saw the emergency exit door open a crack on its own.

If Chen Bufan hadn't kept telling her not to move on the phone, she might be dead by now.

The security guard on duty in the lobby is already awake.

Upon seeing Qin Ruoxue, he was so frightened that he immediately stood up.

"President Qin."

"The elevator just now..."

Qin Ruoxue gave him a cold look.

"I don't have time to hear explanations."

"Turn on all the lights in the lobby."

The security guard nodded immediately.

"Yes, yes."

One by one, the lights in the lobby came on.

The once empty and cold lobby finally showed some signs of life.

The brighter the light, the more uncomfortable Qin Ruoxue felt.

I don't know if it is a psychological effect.

She always felt that this place was cold.

It's not the air conditioning that's cold.

It was a chilling cold that rose up from under the floor tiles.

Chen Bufan stood in the center of the hall, his gaze slowly sweeping over his surroundings.

The lobby of the Qin Group is very grand.

The main color scheme is black and gold.

A huge company logo is embedded in the front wall.

Four bronze beasts are placed on both sides.

Behind the reception desk is a whole wall of flowing water features.

To the average person, it would seem extravagant.

But in Chen Bufan's eyes, the lobby was full of problems.

The main gate faces the flowing water wall.

The wealth that enters the house is immediately washed away by the water.

The wealth position on the left is blocked by a huge bronze beast.

The area on the right, which should have been a place where energy should have gathered, was instead filled with a row of pointed-leaf green plants.

Entering the realm of malevolent energy.

The wealth position is under pressure.

Water is poured into the Mingtang (bright hall).

Even worse were the floor tiles.

The lobby floor tiles are not ordinary mosaic patterns.

Black and white intertwine, layer upon layer receding inwards.

If viewed from above, it looks like a plate.

A sacrificial plate.

Seeing that he remained silent, Qin Ruoxue couldn't help but speak up:

"Mr. Chen, have you figured anything out?"

Chen Bufan looked at her.

"Was your company lobby renovated six months ago?"

Qin Ruoxue was taken aback.

"Yes."

"Who suggested it?"

Qin Ruoxue thought for a moment.

"My second uncle."

He said the original lobby was too old and didn't fit the Qin family's current image.

"He also found someone to do the renovation plan."

Chen Bufan nodded.

"Did things start going wrong at the company after the renovations?"

Qin Ruoxue hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

"almost."

She paused, then added:

"However, the problems with the Chengnan project existed before the renovation, so they cannot be entirely attributed to the renovation."

Chen Bufan said calmly:

"You're still explaining things using business logic."

Qin Ruoxue pursed her lips.

If it had happened yesterday, she would have found Chen Bufan's words offensive.

But now, she can only remain silent.

Chen Bufan walked to the front desk.

There was a golden Pixiu statue there.

The Pixiu is very big.

Its mouth faces the main entrance.

A red cloth was placed under the base.

Qin Ruoxue explained:

"This was invited by my second uncle, who said it could bring wealth."

Chen Bufan reached out and directly lifted the red cloth.

Underneath the red cloth is not an ordinary base.

Instead, it was a black stone slab.

On the stone slab, a very thin red line was drawn with cinnabar.

The red line has darkened.

Like dried blood.

Qin Ruoxue felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

"What is this?"

Chen Bufan did not answer.

He then walked to the other side of the bronze beast.

Squat down.

Reach out and touch.

Beneath the bronze beast, there was also a black stone pressing down.

It also has vermilion lines.

Then walk behind the water feature wall.

There's one more.

The four corners of the lobby.

There is one for each.

Qin Ruoxue's face was pale.

"I don't know anything about these things."

"It wasn't there during the renovation inspection."

Chen Bufan stood up and dusted off his hands.

"Of course I won't let you know."

"Let me tell you, this game is not going to end well."

Qin Ruoxue's throat tightened.

"What kind of bureau?"

Chen Bufan glanced at the top of the hall.

A huge crystal chandelier hung there.

The crystal chandelier hangs down in layers, and the light is very bright.

However, directly below the chandelier is the circular mosaic floor tile in the center of the lobby.

There is a barely perceptible dark pattern on the round floor tile.

Seven points.

Form an irregular circle.

Chen Bufan's eyes turned cold.

"Seven Killings Stealing Wealth Formation".

Qin Ruoxue did not speak.

She didn't understand those five words.

But she understood the meaning of "evil spirit" and "stealing wealth" in the text.

"Is this a sign of financial loss?"

Chen Bufan glanced at her.

"No."

Qin Ruoxue's breath hitched.

"What is that?"

"Dead Man's Game"

In the lobby, it was as if all sound had been suddenly sucked away. Only the three words "Dead Man's Bureau" echoed, like lingering ghosts.

The security guard, standing at a distance, turned pale upon hearing those three words.

Qin Ruoxue tried hard to appear calm, but her voice trembled uncontrollably.

"A dead man's den?"

Chen Bufan walked to the center of the lobby.

"The recent problems your company has encountered are not simply operational issues."

"The collapse of the Chengnan project is a major blow."

"The vice president's car accident is a double calamity."

"A broken capital chain is the third evil."

"The employee jumped off the building yesterday; it was one of the four evil spirits."

Qin Ruoxue's fingertips dug into her palms, her nails pressing four crescent-shaped marks into her skin. She felt her legs trembling slightly.

Chen Bufan continued:

"There are two more items you didn't mention."

Qin Ruoxue suddenly looked up.

Chen Bufan looked at her.

"A project manager suffered a stroke a few days ago and is still in the hospital."

"A supplier boss died of a heart attack the day before signing the contract."

Qin Ruoxue's pupils suddenly contracted, as if she had been pricked by a needle.

She didn't mention either of these things.

Because she felt that this was not closely related to the main crisis facing the Qin family.

The project manager has had high blood pressure for many years.

The supplier's boss is also getting old.

Just consider it a coincidence.

But Chen Bufan actually said it out loud.

How did you know?

Chen Bufan said calmly:

"The Six Killings have been formed."

Qin Ruoxue felt an increasing chill down her spine.

"First evil spirit, second evil spirit, third evil spirit... sixth evil spirit."

"What about the Seven Fiends?"

Chen Bufan did not answer immediately.

He walked to the round floor tile in the center of the lobby.

I looked up at the crystal chandelier.

He looked down at the dark patterns on his feet.

"The Seven Killings Steal Wealth Formation relies on human lives to generate wealth."

"Every time there is bloodshed, every time someone dies, a portion of the Qin family's fortune will be diverted away."

"If it's just a financial loss, then the company's losses will be the end of it."

"But this scheme isn't meant to bankrupt the Qin family."

Qin Ruoxue's voice trembled.

"What do you want?"

Chen Bufan looked at her.

"We must extinguish the Qin family bloodline."

These words struck Qin Ruoxue like a heavy hammer, causing her face to drain of all color.

She always thought that someone was fighting over the company.

Fighting for equity.

Competing for projects.

They are vying for the position of CEO.

But now someone is telling her that what the other party wants isn't money.

This is the Qin family's dead end.

"Who?"

Qin Ruoxue's voice was very low.

"Who would do that?"

Chen Bufan looked at the black stones at the four corners of the hall.

Not many people understand this situation.

"But the person who funded the scheme is most likely within your Qin family."

"My second uncle?"

Chen Bufan did not answer directly.

"Whoever is in charge of the renovation is the most suspicious."

Qin Ruoxue took a deep breath.

She was forcing herself to calm down.

"Is there any hope for my company?"

Chen Bufan glanced at her.

"The company can be saved."

Qin Ruoxue visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, Chen Bufan continued:

"But in your Qin family, there are people who don't want you to live."

Qin Ruoxue's heart, which had just relaxed, instantly jumped again.

Chen Bufan walked towards the elevator.

One of the elevators has been taken out of service.

A faint smell of burning could be detected through the crack in the door.

The repairmen haven't arrived yet.

The light on the third floor was still on in the elevator button panel.

Chen Bufan reached out but didn't touch the button; he just stood in front of the elevator and looked at it for a few seconds.

"That wasn't an accident."

Qin Ruoxue said:

"Coming for me?"

"right."

"Why an elevator?"

Chen Bufan said:

"Because of the Seventh Fiend, he needs to die in the building."

"You'd better die in your own company."

"To die between the positions of wealth and misfortune."

Qin Ruoxue felt her fingertips grow cold as she listened.

In other words, if she really did die in the elevator.

This Seven Killings Stealing Wealth Formation is now complete.

She suddenly remembered the message Chen Bufan had sent her.

—Don't go into the company tonight, someone will die.

I wasn't trying to scare her.

There really are people waiting for her to die.

Qin Ruoxue closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the fear in them was forcibly suppressed.

She was afraid.

But she was even angrier.

"Mr. Chen."

"Would it be useful to call the police now?"

Chen Bufan said:

"The elevator can be checked."

"The renovation records can be checked."

"The surveillance footage can be checked."

"But the police can't detect the Seven Killings Stealing Wealth Formation."

Qin Ruoxue understood what he meant.

The law can investigate deliberate sabotage.

It's impossible to check for feng shui afflictions.

It's impossible to find out who profited from human lives.

She looked at Chen Bufan.

"Can you break it?"

Chen Bufan did not answer immediately.

He walked back to the center of the hall and looked down at the seven dark patterns on his feet.

The six dots are already faintly turning black.

Only the last point is not yet fully formed.

But a wisp of blood energy has already begun to gather inside.

This indicates that the Seventh Killing Star is already departing.

This also indicates that the other party will not stop.

If they didn't manage to kill Qin Ruoxue in the elevator tonight, they'll definitely have another trick up their sleeve.

Chen Bufan's voice deepened.

"It can be broken."

Qin Ruoxue's eyes lit up.

Chen Bufan looked up at her.

"But you can't move yet."

Qin Ruoxue frowned.

Why?

"The situation has become a six-kill formation."

"Forcing it will cause a backlash."

"You still have people in your company."

Qin Ruoxue forced herself to stay upright.

"Will it hurt the employees?"

Chen Bufan nodded.

"At best, it can lead to a serious illness."

"In severe cases, it can lead to a violent death."

Qin Ruoxue gritted her teeth.

She suddenly realized that the cruelest part of this scheme wasn't just that it wanted her dead.

Instead, they implicated all of Qin's employees.

If she doesn't break through, she will die.

If she causes chaos, her employees will suffer the consequences.

The person who orchestrated this scheme is incredibly ruthless.

"What should we do then?"

Chen Bufan looked at the four corners of the lobby.

"First, find the core of the formation."

"Sever the financial line again."

"Finally, the seventh evil spirit is broken."

"But before that, you can't leave my sight."

Qin Ruoxue nodded.

If someone else had said those words, she would have found it offensive.

But the near-death experience in the elevator just now made it impossible for her to refuse.

"it is good."

She had just agreed when her phone suddenly rang.

It was the company's administrative director calling.

Qin Ruoxue answered the call.

"explain."

The voice on the other end of the phone was trembling.

"President Qin, something terrible has happened!"

"The lights in the office on the 19th floor turned on by themselves."

"What?"

The administrative director sounded even more flustered.

"The surveillance footage shows... someone entered your office."

"But the access control records show that no one swiped their card."

Qin Ruoxue suddenly looked at Chen Bufan.

Chen Bufan had already looked up, towards the nineteenth floor.

Most floors of the building were dark.

There are only nineteen floors.

The lights on that entire floor are lighting up one by one.

It's like someone's up there, waiting for them.

Chen Bufan, on the contrary, gave a disdainful smile.

"The Seventh Fiend has begun."

Qin Ruoxue's voice was strained.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Bufan looked at the lights that had come on on the nineteenth floor.

He said, word by word:

"The Seven Killings have become the Six Killings."

"One more life is needed."

"The plan is set."