Everyone seems to be familiar with the name Li Leping, but after thinking about it carefully, they don't know who it is.
There was no specific appearance formed in the mind, making it impossible to identify him, so when he spoke, everyone was a little confused at first, and then they were slightly shuddered when they saw the name tag in front of his table.
It turns out that he is the ghost controller who can't remember his appearance, Li Leping?
Upon closer inspection, this person is indeed unremarkable. Even if he is not a ghost master, he is definitely the one most easily forgotten if thrown on the street.
But Li Leping's analysis was extremely accurate.
His conclusion from the data was correct. Guizha was not a ghost, but a ghost realm. The ghost realm was in the shape of a coffin, so it was also called a ghost coffin.
This is the truth behind this supernatural incident.
The plan he proposed, which could only be detained from the outside, was surprisingly consistent with the conclusions reached by Yang Jian and Wang Xiaoming.
It can be seen that the people sitting here are not all salted fish in the water, but there are still a few secretive guys. No matter whether the ghost controlled by Li Leping, who can't remember his appearance, is scary or not, his ability to analyze events is...
Enough to successfully survive ordinary supernatural events.
"Amazing analytical skills. Has he been staring at the information on the screen and thinking?" Yang Jian didn't pay attention to the person next to the seat.
This is a ghost controller with no sense of existence.
“Not a bad conclusion.”
At this moment, Wang Xiaoming praised expressionlessly: "The source of the ghost mission was only discovered after I came into contact with this supernatural event, but it is often too late by that time, because people have already entered the ghost realm and cannot go out again.
, it can only be consumed to death by the endless restarts of ghost jobs. Currently, the only one who can enter and exit this ghost land is a certain kid who likes to fight."
A kid who likes to fight?
Is this talking about me?
Yang Jian turned to look at Wang Xiaoming. It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with his reckless behavior and was mocking himself.
"So, Professor Wang, what's your plan?" Li Leping did not continue to express his opinions, but asked seriously.
When Cao Yanhua saw that the meeting had returned to the main topic, he felt slightly relieved.
It seems that Mr. Qin can still control the situation, otherwise it is really easy to cause trouble if he disagrees. Previously, Gao Zhiqiang was killed by Yang Jian in a few minutes. A similar situation must not happen again.
Wang Xiaoming slowly said: "Because the source of ghosts is this ghost land, so if you want to imprison ghosts, you must imprison them together with this ghost land. And judging from the current situation, whether it is the headquarters or even the whole world,
, it is impossible to detain an area of several kilometers together."
"However, I have studied the ghost coffin and discovered a strange problem. Why is it that the ghost coffin is so small inside that it can accommodate such a large ghost realm?"
"It's suppression. There is mutual suppression between the ghost domains."
It was Li Jun who spoke. He said with a stern face, "If two ghosts with ghost realms appear together and form a ghost realm at the same time, then one ghost's ghost realm will be suppressed. If the gap is large, the other ghost realm will be suppressed."
A single ghost cannot even form a ghost realm, I have encountered such a situation before."
His codename is Ghost Fire.
It can also form a ghost realm and has a say in this aspect.
"So, the success rate of coffin nails is not high, because no one can guarantee that the thing can nail a ghost land." Wang Xiaoming said.
Jiang Shang turned pale. Professor Wang's words almost put his plan on death row, making it almost impossible to use it again.
And that coffin nail is no longer possible to get.
"So Professor Wang's plan is to use another ghost domain to suppress the ghost domain of ghosts, thereby limiting its range of activities to a minimum, small enough to fit into a box?" Li Leping immediately knew what Wang Xiaoming was going to say next.
What is.
Wang Xiaoming said: "This is the only feasible plan. What we have to do now is where to find something that can suppress the ghost realm?"
“It’s almost impossible to find.”
Li Leping pondered for a moment and said: "Ghosts have the ability to suppress other ghosts. This is a dead end with no solution."
"To deal with the ghosts of the ghosts, you don't need to get close. You just need to pass by. If it fails, the impact will not be big. At least the thing will be solved by the ghosts. If it succeeds, then the ghosts can be solved. The killing of the ghost at present
The rules should have been restricted. Although it is still dangerous, it is at least much easier to deal with than ghosts." Wang Xiaoming said slowly.
"When two S-level supernatural incidents collide, there is a high probability that one of them can be solved."
Hearing this, Cao Yang was slightly surprised and said, "No, you want to lure that ghost to J City?"
He knew Wang Xiaoming's intentions.
Attract the ghost from the previous S-level supernatural incident to J City, use the ghost's ghost domain to suppress the ghost, and then solve the ghost.
If it fails.
At the very least, the S-class ghost can be killed by ghosts, which can also be regarded as solving a major incident.
"Professor Wang, your idea is too crazy. You might as well take out the coffin nails and give it a try. Once they fall off, the consequences will be unimaginable." Jiang Shangbai said seriously.
"I know, but if you have to release a ghost no matter what, it is better to let the ghost outside try. At least it has not been imprisoned, and if the starving ghost is imprisoned, the consequences of failure can be tolerated.
." Wang Xiaoming said.
Although Yang Jian understood what he heard at this moment, he was still a little confused.
Because he has not been in the headquarters for a long time, he is not very clear about the major events that happened in the past, and he does not have any relevant information. After all, some information in the headquarters is top secret and will not be open to ordinary ghost controllers. Only those with enough level can do so.
I will unravel it for you little by little.
"Wang Xiaoming, does he want to attract that S-level supernatural incident?" He asked Feng Quan next to him.
Feng Quan was a little surprised and said: "Brother Leg, you don't know?"
"As you said, how long have I been on the job? Naturally, I don't know much about the major events in the past, and my level was recently raised. I usually don't have time to read the newly declassified files. Isn't it strange?" Yang
Jian said.
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Feng Quan smiled and said: "It was an S-class supernatural incident that happened abroad. The file said it was the Art Museum Incident, but that was the translation of the foreign file. As you know, foreigners' ability to name names has always been very low. No.
Those who knew it thought it was some kind of art museum murder incident, which has nothing to do with supernatural beings. The headquarters is more straightforward and calls this incident a ghost painting incident."
Ghost painting incident?
Yang Jian's expression changed: "Can you tell me?"
"There's not much to say. It's just that a ghost walked out of the painting and killed people indiscriminately. It seemed that everyone who saw the painting would be targeted by the ghost. Of course, this is just speculation, but the people who died at that time had indeed visited that place.
Home art museum." Feng Quan shook his head when he said this.
"But the bad thing is that there were a lot of foreigners who visited the art museum, so by the time we reacted, too many people had been killed by ghosts."
Yang Jian asked: "How many people died?"
“Much more than Dachang City.”
Feng Quan grinned: "Because the people who died were too scattered, it is difficult to count, but since that time no one dared to hang the paintings at home, because the ghost seemed to have the ability to appear in any painting.
The possibility is just an inference after the fact and is not certain, but even if it is the real ghost, it cannot enter the painting."
"Why?" Yang Jian said.
Feng Quandao: "At the expense of destroying a team of ghost controllers, someone left a candlestick made of gold on the ghost. Although the ghost could not be imprisoned, if there was gold on the ghost,
If it’s something like that, there should be no way to enter the painting and kill someone.”
"Roughly, I know this much, and I don't know the rest. After all, it is a foreign archive, and there is a high possibility of concealing key information, so you can just take a look at it and don't trust that archive too much, but I am
At that time, the headquarters also made a decision that was a bit incomprehensible. That thing was killing people abroad, and the headquarters actually supported a ghost candle for no reason, and we still couldn't handle things here."
When it came to the latter part, Feng Quan couldn't understand it.
It's that thing...
Yang Jian didn't listen too carefully to what Feng Quan said, but when he heard about the golden candlestick, his heart trembled.
Because Yang Jian remembered what the ghost they were talking about was.
When he was still in Dachang City, he stayed in Jiang Yan's apartment and saw a ghost hidden in the ghost land wandering through Dachang City.
He was lucky at that time and was not involved in that ghost land.
Otherwise, I was probably dead at that time.
"That thing is the source of S-class supernatural events, the ghost codenamed Ghost Painting?" Yang Jian pondered.
What Wang Xiaoming meant was to lure the ghost over and use the ghost in the ghost painting to suppress the ghost painting. If it failed, he could also use the ghost painting to solve the ghost painting.
If you think about it carefully, this is indeed a bit of playing with fire and burning yourself.