And very subtle...
In the blood routine data of the former Tang Zheng...
The cold is like a spider clinging to the back, and the eight ugly feet are slenderly rubbing against Nishike Sakura's delicate back.
Slices of goosebumps filled Nishike Sakura's back.
Creepy.
Sakura Nishike shook her head again.
"It might just be a coincidence."
Doctors have said that the blood routine cannot judge whether the patient has formaldehyde poisoning, and other reasons for the abnormality of the inspection items can also be caused.
But, in case...
Nishike Sakura collected the routine blood test sheet, didn't even care about the copier, and ran out of the project department to the complex building.
The former Tangzheng was doing the tile installation of the complex building, and he had been doing it for a little over a week.
Tile... formaldehyde?
Some inferior tiles emit formaldehyde and benzene due to rough production techniques.
Sakura Nishike arrived at the complex building and walked in.
The tiles on the first floor of the complex building have been installed, and when Sakura Nishike walked in, she always felt a vague smell in the air that she couldn't tell what it was.
Also, the tiles on the floor...
Is the color a bit off?
Sakura Nishike squatted down, stared at the tiles on the ground, and reached out to touch them.
It's a bit terrible, because I haven't touched the tiles of Kawakami Tile Company in the past, and Sakura Nishike doesn't know what's wrong with the tiles on the ground.
For this reason, I obviously looked at these tiles as if something was wrong, but I didn't dare to make a judgment.
What if it's just my lack of knowledge? What if it's just my lack of knowledge?
It would be a joke to judge directly. In the current situation, the more cautious you should be, the better.
Nishike Sakura found a pile of tiles outside the first floor.
A very simple logic, as long as these tiles are authentic products of Kawakami Tile Company, Nishike Sakura can guarantee that the probability of accidents with these tiles is very low or even non-existent.
You can basically rest assured that products produced by large companies, of course, it is easier to throw the pot out if something goes wrong.
Nishike Sakura began to look for the anti-counterfeiting certification of the outer packaging of the tiles.
After searching it again, Nishike Sakura was taken aback.
No anti-counterfeit certification found...
Didn't find... anti-counterfeiting certification?
Why?
A strong sense of foreboding rushed against Nishike Sakura's heart.
Nishike Sakura pursed her lips, she felt that the clinging spider on her back had brought its mouthparts with saliva to her ears, and hissed.
I am about to be eaten by spiders.
Conscious that she had become a prey, Nishike Sakura silently ran to her car, drove to a nearby building materials supermarket, bought a small formaldehyde detector, rushed back to the construction site, and ran to the first floor of the complex.
The detector was turned on, and Nishike Sakura stood in place.
After a while, the detector beeps.
Sakura Nishike picked up the detector and looked at the data on the display—HOCO1.
Nishike Sakura pupil earthquake.
Normally, 0.08mg of formaldehyde per cubic meter is the normal range, 1mg per cubic...
Even if the error of the simple monitoring equipment in my hand may be greater than that of professional equipment, even if the amount of formaldehyde is more than ten times the normal amount, no matter how large the error is, it definitely means that the formaldehyde in this place is enough to make people feel uncomfortable or even poisoned at work.
So...formaldehyde...
Sakura Nishike stared at the tiles below.
A few seconds later, Nishike Sakura went to the corner, found a few palm-sized tile fragments that had been cut off due to wear and tear, and then ran to a nearby building materials store.
Finding a building material store owner whom she didn't know, Nishike Sakura showed the tiles in her hand to the building material store owner and spoke.
"Is there such a tile?"
The boss looked at the tiles, and then took a while to figure it out, then looked at Nishike Sakura suspiciously.
"Miss, even if you have no money, don't use this kind of inferior three-no tiles?"
Sakura Nishike said in surprise,
"Three no tiles?"
The boss nods.
"Well, miss, look."
The boss lays several tiles flat on the table.
"Miss, touch it."
Sakura Nishike's palm brushed against the tiles, which seemed a bit difficult to the naked eye, but Sakura Nishike felt it when she touched it with her hands. The tiles were of different heights.
Very poor flatness.
The boss shook his head.
"I feel it. The surface of this tile is uneven. In fact, all tiles are uneven, but this obviously exceeds the flat limit of normal tiles by a lot."
The flatness of the tiles is required to have an error of less than plus or minus 0.2%, and the maximum value does not exceed 2mm. For these tiles, the difference in flatness exceeds 2%, which is difficult to see with the naked eye, but can be felt by touching it.
Sakura Nishike: "..."
"besides…"
The boss scratched the tiles with a carving knife, and the glaze layer above the tiles was easily scraped off like flour.
The boss shook his head.
"Even if it is the worst one here, the glaze layer will not be scratched off with such a little effort. Miss, the quality of this tile is too bad. If you want to buy this kind of tile, it will probably be damaged and cracked within a year or two."
The boss went to some of his tiles and scraped them vigorously with a carving knife, but there were no scratches.
"Miss, look, this is the quality tile. For the decoration, it will cost you more to dismantle and rebuild than the original rough house decoration, so the tiles should be used as good as possible. If the tiles are not used well, it will cost more to replace them when they are broken."
Sakura Nishike felt that she could not breathe. As a designer, Sakura Nishike knew a little about tiles, and she knew that there was nothing wrong with what the boss said.
However, the woman still asked with her last hope, or she lied to herself that the situation was not so bad.
"Is it possible that this tile is a genuine product of the registered company?"
The boss laughed.
"Miss, are you kidding me, this kind of tile...is genuine? Which company will produce this kind of genuine tile that completely violates the regulations, are you not afraid of being fined? This thing will be accurate once you tell it."
Sakura Nishike: "..."
The spider neighing behind brought its mouthparts stained with foul-smelling saliva close to Nishike Sakura's neck, and then bit it down.
Nishike Sakura could feel a strong cold blast from her body, spreading all over her body.
The body is melting.
The brain is shaking.
A huge amount of information poured out of her brain, and Sakura Nishike thought of countless things for no reason.
Takeo Saeki, the senior, said, be careful with Natsume Taku.
Natsume Takumi has been spending money on water benefits recently.
Natsume Taku was the one who went to receive the tiles at night recently.
And most importantly, Natsume Taku said that he wanted to find some tile workers with average skills and casual experience to install the floor of the workers' area.
Chapter 115 Unbelievable
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
Sakura Nishike returned to the company and went into Taku Natsume's office.
Dafeng Zheshu was sitting in the office, and when he saw Xichiying come back, he said in doubt.
"You went back to bed too?"
Nishike Sakura nodded.
"I was a little sleepy after eating, so I took a nap."
Dafeng Zheshu said displeased.
"Then buy me something to eat when you come back. I've been working overtime here for a long time, and I'm so unbalanced."
The two weekends were originally two days off, but for President Xichi's big project, people like Dafeng Zheshu consciously stayed and worked overtime.
Nishike Sakura said indifferently.
"How's the picture?"
Dafeng Zheshu nodded.
"It's almost done, **** it, after so long, it's finally time to finish the painting, and the rest will be easy."
Even if it's a big project, after drawing the drawings, it's enough to go to the construction site every day to see how the workers are doing.
Xichiying walked to Dafeng Zheshu's side, the woman glanced at the man from time to time, took out her phone, and clicked on an app.
The background of the app is the map of the city, and there are two red dots on the map quietly parked in two corners of the company.
Dafeng Zheshu got up silently.
"Sakura, I sent you the picture. Take a look. If there is any problem, please change it. If there is no problem, just print it out. I will go home and rest."
Nishike Sakura nodded.
"have a good rest."
"Yeah, Sakura, you should go back and rest earlier."
Dafeng Zheshu yawned and left the office.
After a while, a red dot on the app map on Nishike Sakura's mobile phone began to move.
The two red dots are two trackers.
After Nishike Sakura asked about the tiles, she roughly understood what happened on the construction site.
Some people have replaced brand tiles with inferior tiles for personal gain.
Together with this idea, Nishike Sakura began to have doubts about Natsume Taku, and she also wanted to confess what she knew to Dafeng Zheshu, and pull Dafeng Zheshu in as a helper to investigate Natsume Taku.
But as soon as she got this idea, Nishike Sakura realized that she had miscalculated one thing, that is, she couldn't be sure whether Dafeng Zheshu was involved in the replacement of this brand of tiles with inferior tiles.
The best outcome now is that it is the workers on the construction site who replace the tiles, and it has nothing to do with me. At most, the supervision is negligent.
Although the failure of supervision is also very troublesome.
The almost ending is that Natsume Taku and Dafeng Zheshu both participated in this swindle.
The worst ending is that Natsume Tuo cooperates with Dafeng Zheshu for personal gain, and he, the woman, is excluded.
No one can believe it!
Although it was heartless to do so, before the real investigation into the problem, Nishike Sakura felt that both Natsume Taku and Dafeng Zheshu should be vigilant.
Based on this idea, Nishike Sakura went to buy two button trackers and stuck them under the cars of Xia Mutuo and Dafeng Zheshu respectively.
An app on the phone can be used to monitor where the two are.
Looking at it now, Dafeng Zheshu is returning home, and Xia Mutuo is still at his house not knowing what to do.