When Peter Brown and his friends arrived, a young man had already come out to greet them, accompanied by several men and women.
"Mr. Roger, it’s an honor to have you here. I’m sorry for not greeting you from a distance!" This young man in the lead looked to be about thirty years old. He appeared mature, and had already reached out to shake hands with Edward Martin.
Edward pointed to Peter Brown and said, "This is my buddy, Peter."
The young man looked at Peter Brown and seemed to be moved.
Edward Martin is a well-known young master in this city, ranked third. Now, it is said that his father is about to make further progress, which means he will rise to the second rank. Not everyone can be his buddy. He did not introduce Briar Henderson but specifically introduced Peter Brown first. Seeing that Briar Henderson did not show any dissatisfaction, it was enough to explain the issue.
"Peter, this is Director Wong. You should get to know each other."
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Wang, I am Mansell Thompson. Here is my business card."
Mansell Thompson had already handed a business card to Peter Brown.
"Ha-ha, I don’t have a business card."
Peter Brown laughed and said.
Edward Martin laughed and said, "Later on, you can write down Peter’s phone number. You might need Peter’s help one day, haha."
Mansell Thompson was startled before saying with a smile, "Please come inside, everyone."
Just as he finished speaking, Mansell Thompson’s cell phone rang.
Mansell Thompson quickly finished the call, and his face turned ugly.
"What’s wrong?" Edward Martin asked when he saw Mansell Thompson’s expression.
Sighing, Mansell Thompson said, "An accident just happened at one of our developments. A worker fell down, but luckily he didn’t die!"
Edward Martin glanced at Peter Brown.
At this time, Peter Brown was observing the situation here.
As they walked inside, Peter Brown found it gloomy and deserted. He observed that the employees here didn’t seem to be in good spirits.
Soon after, everyone went upstairs and arrived at a small reception room.
Mansell Thompson made tea for everyone, and soon the reception room was empty of outsiders.
After taking a sip of tea, Peter Brown looked out the window and saw the evil spirit of the blade as if it were directly split in this direction. Sitting here would definitely suffer continuous attacks. This position seemed a bit dangerous now.
"Peter, have you noticed anything? Just tell Mansell directly."
Peter Brown looked at Mansell Thompson and said, "Did you have a feng shui master look at this building?"
Mansell Thompson said, "I don’t believe in these things. My dad believes in them. He specially brought a feng shui master to check, but he didn’t care about it afterward."
When Peter Brown heard this, he didn’t want to say any more. It was only useful to tell people who believe in feng shui. There was no point in telling those who didn’t believe. He didn’t want to waste his breath. Peter Brown just wanted to experience the situation inside for himself.
Seeing Peter Brown not talking, Edward Martin seriously said, "Mansell, we are brothers. Today I brought Peter here to try to help you. I didn’t expect you not to believe in feng shui!"
Mansell Thompson laughed and said, "These are all ridiculous talks. I have received higher education. There is no such thing in the world."
If this had happened before, Briar Henderson would have stood by Mansell’s side. Since witnessing the female ghost, his world view had changed. He said seriously, "Mansell, we are friends. Haven’t you ever thought that the changes in Owen Family are related to feng shui? Let me tell you, only Edward and I can invite such a rare talent as Peter to help you. Try to get someone else to invite him; he won’t bother to come and help."
Peter Brown looked at Briar Henderson when he heard this, thinking that he had such a big shelf?
"Peter, don’t mind him. Just tell Edward and Briar."
Briar Henderson was also curious and said, "Peter, tell us a bit so we can widen our horizons."
Although Mansell Thompson was making tea, he didn’t seem to care about Peter Brown knowing about feng shui.
With a smile, Peter Brown also wanted to see if what he saw was correct, and nodded slightly and said, "Look at the building opposite. What does it look like?"
Briar Henderson said, "Isn’t it a big knife?"
"Right, you see correctly. That is a sharpened big knife. Look, the surface is covered with glass, the streamlined shape is very good. It is a sharpened big knife."
Edward Martin looked and agreed, "It’s really true. It’s a big knife."
"Look at the direction of the blade edge of the knife. It is directly aimed at this area. So, in this direction of the blade edge, from top to bottom, there should have been many casualties, right?"
Edward Martin looked at Mansell Thompson.
Mansell Thompson smiled bitterly when he saw Edward looking at him, knowing that he had to give some face, so he called a female office director in and asked, "Do you have any statistics on how many people have been injured and died from the top to the bottom of this building since it was built?"
Upon hearing this, the female office director began to report.
"There is no one upstairs, no one is working. Starting from here, first the chairman had an accident. Then below, Dalton Armstrong was killed in a car accident. Then going down..."
As the female office director reported, the faces of the people listening changed. Mansell Thompson’s face also changed and he asked, "So many deaths and injuries?"
"Yes, some died of serious illness, some left the company after accidents..."
Briar Henderson exclaimed, looking at Peter Brown with more admiration and said, "Peter, you’re amazing! You can even guess that!"
At this time, Mansell Thompson shook his head and said, "It’s just a coincidence. What else happened in this building?"
The office director clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Right, the worker who had an accident today was cleaning upstairs yesterday. We didn’t expect an accident today."
Peter Brown’s heart moved and said, "Can I go upstairs to have a look?"
Everyone accompanied Peter Brown upstairs.
Peter Brown looked around the room for a while, then pointed to a place and said, "Was something placed here before?"
What Peter Brown meant was a decorative cabinet directly opposite the window.
When the female office director saw it, she was puzzled, "It seems that something is missing."
Mansell Thompson looked at it and said, "It should be an iron knife."
The female office director clapped her hands and said, "Yes, it’s an artisanal item made by our company. It was displayed here, but it’s useless. I didn’t expect it to be missing."
Peter Brown said, "I think it’s an iron knife. When the knife is long, it should correspond to the evil energy of the blade. That worker must have that iron knife on him, with evil spirits on his body, it would be impossible for him not to have an accident."
"No way!" Mansell Thompson said incredulously.
After that, he told the female office director, "Go check the hospital immediately."