"Meet?"

Li Leping narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a while before speaking again: "How is Wang Xiaoming's health lately?"

"not too good."

He Xueyan obviously understood the meaning of Li Leping's words. As the operator of the captain of the headquarters, and as the bridge of communication between the captain and the headquarters, she naturally has the authority to know Wang Xiaoming's physical condition, not to mention that as long as Wang Xiaoming will appear in public,

It was impossible to hide his physical condition.

"It is said that it has reached an advanced stage. Although the headquarters has allocated the best medical team to Professor Wang, modern medical methods can only prolong his life as much as possible and cannot cure the disease."

Speaking of this, He Xueyan added quietly: "Maybe... it's just a matter of a month or two."

"Can't you live much longer?"

Li Leping remembered that he had met Wang Xiaoming once before when he went to the headquarters for a meeting.

Wang Xiaoming had already talked about his physical problems at that time. Now that several months have passed, it is normal for his condition to worsen.

Maybe one day I will receive news that Wang Xiaoming is offline.

Despite this, Li Leping still did not choose to honor Wang Xiaoming's deathbed invitation immediately.

He is still thinking.

To go or not to go?

He looked at his physical condition.

Although the paint is recovering, due to the black fire, the paint seems to have fallen into silence again, and it will probably take some time to wake up.

As long as I don't irritate Guiqi, I should have no problem spending today safely.

Using ghost movement, the trip from Dachuan City to Dajing City will not take more than five minutes.

So from a time perspective, it doesn't seem like a waste of time to go to Dajing City by yourself.

But these ideas are very rational.

No one wants to have an unstable bomb buried in their body all the time, and they want to deal with the problems in their body as soon as possible.

"Li Leping? Are you still there?"

Thinking in silence, He Xueyan couldn't help but ask.

"I am listening."

Li Leping replied, and then suddenly had an idea and asked: "Do you think I should go to the appointment?"

He has thought about enough problems in the past few days. Even if he no longer needs to rely on brain activity to think, continuing to think will make him feel mentally tired.

Now that I am back, I might as well leave the problem to my operator and liaison officer and let He Xueyan weigh the pros and cons for me.

Just like Ye Zhen said, if you have to handle everything by yourself, then what should your subordinates do?

"I?"

The question was suddenly thrown at him, and He Xueyan suddenly felt a little panicked.

But she thought for a moment and gave the answer: "How should I put it...Whether it is as an operator at the headquarters or as a person, I think that if your status allows it, then you'd better go

One trip.”

"The reason." Li Leping asked, knowing very well that He Xueyan emphasized the operator's and personal reasons.

The operator represents the perspective of the headquarters, while the individual represents He Xueyan’s own perspective without any unnecessary factors.

"The time you and Professor Wang have is very precious. Coupled with Professor Wang's character, I don't think he would invite you to Dajing City for a meaningless conversation. He would come to you specifically. There must be extremely important reasons.

Things need to be told to you personally.”

He Xueyan analyzed: "Intelligence that cannot be conveyed through the operator must be a secret among secrets. The fewer people who know it, the better."

"Perhaps he wants me to help him deal with some supernatural incident?" Li Leping asked again.

This kind of thing is not impossible.

To be precise, it is very possible.

He didn't want to go to Dajing City and have to work hard for others, especially not long after he had just returned from work.

"Then you should go."

However, He Xueyan was even more determined at this moment that Li Leping should take this fate: "You are not in a good state now. Just go to that station. Who dares to let you deal with supernatural events? Don't you just have a reasonable excuse?

Do you want to reject it? You can even take the opportunity to report your handling of supernatural incidents abroad, sell it for a good price, and maybe get material rewards from the headquarters."

Li Leping: "..."

"Hello? Li Leping?"

After another period of no response, He Xueyan on the other end asked again.

"I'm listening, but I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful."

When Li Leping responded, he specially added a little accent to the word "zhouquan".

He really didn't expect that He Xueyan would consider things so carefully all at once.

According to her, it seems that as long as her situation allows, she really has to make such a trip.

"This is what I should do, but just don't mention to the headquarters that I said these words."

After speaking for a while, He Xueyan felt a little intimidated. He felt that he shouldn't have said it so straightforwardly, or at least he should have said it more obscurely.

The position of the operator is sometimes so awkward. He is caught between the person in charge and the headquarters, and it is difficult to please both sides.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who talks nonsense." Li Leping said.

"So what is your decision?" He Xueyan quickly returned the question to the original point.

As Li Leping said, the operator only has the right to make suggestions, but the final decision still rests with him.

He didn't want to go to the headquarters, and it was impossible for the headquarters to get angry because of this matter.

"I don't have enough time, so tell Wang Xiaoming that I'll meet you at the headquarters building in ten minutes. If you're late, I won't wait."

Finished.

Li Leping, who had just returned to Dachuan City, saw another burst of thick smoke rising around him, taking him away.

Thick smoke was like black smoke pouring out of a chimney, forming a strong airflow that shuttled through the sky, passing through cities, and finally arrived at a blocked area on the outskirts of Dajing.

Li Leping, who was not here for the first time, quickly arrived at the building of the Ghost Controller's headquarters.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although it is not yet dawn outside, the headquarters building is brightly lit, in sharp contrast to the tranquility of the city outside.

The staff in the building are all busy. Among the people coming and going, some are answering the phone, some are holding document bags in their hands, looking in the direction of rushing to the archives, and some are facing the computer screen.

Processing various files and data.

Everyone is working with concentration.

After all, there is no room for error in their work. Once a mistake is made or the notification is not conveyed in place, it may lead to extremely terrible consequences and huge casualties.

However, it is in such a highly stressful working environment.

In the hall where people were coming and going, no one noticed Li Leping who suddenly appeared in the center of the hall.

He seemed to be ignored by everyone and had no sense of existence.

Even though he was standing in the most conspicuous position in the hall, no one was aware of his presence. Even the guards in charge of security did not seem to notice this person who suddenly appeared in the hall.

Occasionally, one or two people passed by him, but these people only noticed that there was such a person in front of them, and left after passing him, without leaving any impression of him in their minds.

Li Leping, who was used to being forgotten, ignored these ordinary people who ignored him. His eyes were always looking forward.

Because there is a statue placed in the middle area of ​​the hall.

This carving is not very fine, and can only be seen as the outline of a human figure, with no facial features, no texture details, and it looks smooth.

But the surface of such a slightly rough statue shows the unique luster of gold.

"The old man has locked himself inside the statue."

Li Leping looked at the statue made of gold and knew exactly who was imprisoned inside the statue.

Mr. Qin.

When he sent He Xueyan back to the headquarters before, he had a conversation with the mysterious old man.

There was not much content in the conversation, but every word was worthy of careful consideration.

After that conversation, Mr. Qin, who was about to reach his limit, seemed to have walked into the coffin and imprisoned himself.

In fact, it is better to say that this is sequestration than detention.

After all, no one knows whether Mr. Qin in the statue is alive or dead, and what state he is in.

As long as the statue stands here for a day, Mr. Qin locked inside will be equivalent to a symbol, which can form a deterrent to the hostile forces in the headquarters.

"It seems you have guessed who is sealed inside."

At this time, a man with a thin face, sickly skin, and even shaved hair was sitting in a wheelchair. The wheelchair was pushed over by the bodyguard behind him.
To be continued...